.:011:. - Of Thanks and Giving

[hexhax.livejournal.com]

[Anyone on the Plane would undoubtedly smell it, sooner or later. It's food. Glorious, delicious food. If they follow their nose, it will lead them to the large kitchen.

And Willow.

She's taken over the kitchen, and is cooking what appears to be a Thanksgiving dinner to rival Martha Stewart. Okay, yeah, she was using magic to help her a bit, but only with stirring! And removing things from the oven. And measuring. You know, handy things. The cooking skill was all hers, really. She checks on the massive turkey, which is in a roaster, before checking on the potatoes she will eventually mash. She hums a random pop/rock tune as she bustles around.

Oh, and yeah, she can still talk to people. Please, she won't set the kitchen on fire if distracted or anything.]

((OOC: Starting this early because, as we all know, not EVERYONE can be on at Thanksgiving. But, for the sake of argument, pretend it IS Thanksgiving Day. Thanks~))

Comments

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[Food attracts boys. Especially hungry ones.]

[hexhax.livejournal.com]

[Smiles, cooking away.]

Hello~!

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

That's a lot of food.

[hexhax.livejournal.com]

That's because it's for everyone here.

[contract_star]

[Oh my holy god.]

...

[hexhax.livejournal.com]

[Bashful smile and little wave go here.]

[contract_star]

You...made all this?

[mercwamouth]

FOOOOOOOOD

[hexhax.livejournal.com]

Yep!

[mercwamouth]

HOW

LONG?

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

[This smell is the weirdest EVER. Amane has a bad feeling, but he is still curious.]

Nee nee what are you doing, hm?

[hexhax.livejournal.com]

[Woooorking~]

Making Thanksgiving dinner.

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

[Mooooving closer. Processing the info.]

What's a 'Thanksgiving' hm hm? What is it that you can eat it, gero?

[lamb_of_gold]

[Have a seven-year-old peeking over the counter]

[hexhax.livejournal.com]

[Kind smile go~]

Hi there.

[lamb_of_gold]

Hello!

[thedeltaqueen.livejournal.com]

[Rubs around Willow's ankles, purring enormously.]>

[hexhax.livejournal.com]

[She giggles.]

I hear you. You want some too, don't you?

[thedeltaqueen.livejournal.com]

Sure do, hon. It's easier to catch than a vole, and tastes a damn site better too.

[ofalzarius.livejournal.com]

[Oh, hey. Food.] Who are you cooking for?

[hexhax.livejournal.com]

Everyone here.

[ofalzarius.livejournal.com]

What for?

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[HI WILLOW here's an amazed-looking Dorothy, staring at the magic. Like a moth to a flame with this girl. She gapes for a minute before grinning.]

So! Are you a good witch or a bad witch?

[hexhax.livejournal.com]

[A laugh.]

There are no bad witches, just foolish people who misuse their magic.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Oh, I dunno, I think that all depends on who you're talking to.

[beam!!] You can smell it miles away, you know. I mean the magic, not the food. Oh, but the food smells great too! [Forgive her, Willow, she sucks at words.]