Sugar and Spice
Village Party
Kalmia jumped and let out a small gasp in fright as Peter broke his bowl form. "Peter I'm so sorry..." It was her first time experiencing Peter's shape-shifting. She opened the fridge door removing the cocoa powder, "Who put this in here? This doesn't need to be refrigerated." She sighed. Then Nick came bursting into the kitchen with his smile and cheerful good morning. "Ah, Good morning Nick.." Kalmia smiled back at the werewolf. "Well Endo was cooking for himself. And currently I'm making cupcakes for this afternoon, so far only chocolate for Ryan." She pointed at the winged guy. She took a closer look at him. She had gotten a mysterious note a few days ago saying 'He will come.' But is Ryan this 'he' that was written? She was sure that the handwriting was one of her father's good friend and coworker at the Gate, so what would Gatekeepers have to do with Ryan? The baby red panda spirit wrapped his body around Kalmia's ankle. She laughed to herself at the little guy.
Both Endo and Nick seem to act like they own the place rather than she. I guess it's for the best, not like I ever dreamed of doing my parents work. Remembering her parents made her not want to bake so much. But since she already threw the requests out there it wasn't like she could stop. Grabbing a big bowl, despite Peter being the perfect size before, she added the egg and cocoa powder mixing it vigorously. Her stirring slowed as the memories of her father baking in that very kitchen flooded before her eyes. She quickly got out of it and returned herself to the present. Kalmia wanted to know things about Ryan, but just like everyone else in the house she wanted to be trusted at their own pace. I guess I'm too patient, no one trusts me really. Oh well, who said they had to? She shrugged before a tiny "tsk." fell from her lips.
Both Endo and Nick seem to act like they own the place rather than she. I guess it's for the best, not like I ever dreamed of doing my parents work. Remembering her parents made her not want to bake so much. But since she already threw the requests out there it wasn't like she could stop. Grabbing a big bowl, despite Peter being the perfect size before, she added the egg and cocoa powder mixing it vigorously. Her stirring slowed as the memories of her father baking in that very kitchen flooded before her eyes. She quickly got out of it and returned herself to the present. Kalmia wanted to know things about Ryan, but just like everyone else in the house she wanted to be trusted at their own pace. I guess I'm too patient, no one trusts me really. Oh well, who said they had to? She shrugged before a tiny "tsk." fell from her lips.