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✿ " it is apple pie season . are you as excited as i am ?? "
"Well...I could be more excited. I think I've already made over 20 apple pies this week alone."
He did volunteer to give these a-go when Mizi came to him asking if he could help. Klaus isn't worried. He's eaten so many things in his lifetime and Morriss was not a splendid cook at all either.
"I understand. I'll be honest." Mizi won't have to worry.
Klaus examines the cupcakes in front of him. They looked...Well, they looked like cupcakes to him. They also smelled fine too (though others may disagree.)
"I'll try the Glitter Explosion first." And he lifts the dessert up, takes another sniff of it and here goes!
He takes a bite and he chews. Klaus seems....fine.
Mizi watched Klaus carefully; and he leaned in when the angel took a bite of the cupcake. He expected some kind of reaction, but when Klaus simply chewed the cupcake normally, he stood back up straight and placed a finger onto his cheek; tilting his head slightly as he did so. "Hmm...that's interesting.."
Though he'd been expecting some kind of reaction, he actually just wanted to know if a being like Klaus might handle extreme spice differently than a human would. No reaction was actually a reaction in itself!
"Can you describe what you taste?"
Mizi.. what is a fork and why did it run away with the spoon?
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"Mobei Jun, a fork is a utensil used for eating. You've seen me use one before. ...And uh, yeah...I dunno. That's just one of the mysteries of life."
"They do?" Hm. "I guess they just ain't ready for the reality of it. Or they don't want to admit how hopeless it kinda feels. More'n likely they get bummed about it and just....hate that."
"Agh...I'm not even saying it's hopeless! I mean...some people really don't think it's a big deal at all! ....I'm not counting the immortal deities or whatever, that's a whole other thing." He waved his hand flippantly.
"I just don't like being ignored or dismissed when I talk about stuff."
"Not that you ignore me....ugh. Forget it. I'm hungry now. ...You wanna get food or something?"
"Er...sorry? Could you say that again?" Mizi was trying his best to accommodate this girl because of the language barrier between them. However, the language also sounded familiar to his ears.
"You can just point to the menu and tell me what you want..." He tapped on the menu, which was taped to the glass counter. "It's alright, take your time. ...Um..I’m gonna just….check something." He grabbed his phone from his back pocket, then he began to quickly search around for some kind of translator app.
"Please, try it."
The tea is very green, like acidic green. Its bubbling, its sizzling. Is it suppose to turn black at random intervals? what is in this tea?
Mizi stared down into the tea cup for a moment; fighting the urge to curl his lip up in disgust as he did so. "....I don't want to be rude, but what did you put in this? Did you just boil some Gatorade or something?" He had agreed to help the guy taste-test his tea, but Mizi could tell just from visuals alone that this was not something he wanted to put in his body.
Very pleased with himself (and the sputtering, red faced reaction he caused) Mobei Jun gives a conceited chuckle. He unfolds his arms and pinches Mizi's cheek. With the change in their dynamic, the ice demon has grown very brazen with his affections.
"If they weren't made to be thrown like rag dolls, then I would not throw them so."
"AHhhha....ow!" Mizi let out a noise of discomfort, then he slapped Mobei Jun's hand away from his face. "No one is made to be thrown like that!" He'd gotten caught up in the affection momentarily, but now he was back to his normal stern demeanor. He pointed right at the ice demon, then he rubbed his cheek where he'd been pinched.
"Stop making excuses. Don't think you can be a little cute and start getting away with stuff just because we're....friends."
[🍞] -- "Hiii Edgar! Perfect timing!" Mizi greeted the vampire with a joyful expression; then he leaned over the counter. He placed his hands under his chin and smiled mischievously. "Are you ready for a new taste sensation?" He'd been perfecting this recipe for weeks, using his own blood. Which sounds pretty bonkers, and it is. He just wanted to prove that he could do it.
"You remember that thing we talked about before? ...Well, I did it."
[🍞] -- Mizi was busy like he always was; checking stock, making sure the timers were set correctly, and finally he grabbed a bag of garbage and took it out back to the dumpster. Like every other day before, it was fairly normal. As normal as a day in Spirale could be.
It was so normal, that Mizi almost didn't notice the spider-like creature that was hanging out in the back with the rising dough. However, he did notice. He noticed and did a double take. He recognized this little creature!
"Oh my gosh, is that.." He squinted, then tip-toed a bit closer. "It IS you!" The spider-like creature was a bit of a handful, but Mizi had previously learned that the easiest way to calm him down was with food.
He knelt down and held out his hand, hoping the spider would see fit to climb up onto him.
"Cause you're going through it my bud. Not saying don't acknowledge it, but you're just bumming yourself out, aren't ya?"
"I'm not bummed out in the slightest. I used to be, don't get me wrong. But it's like...now I'm just frustrated. I'm frustrated because you're the only person that talks about this with me. Everyone else either blows me off or tells me I'm making a big deal out of nothing."
Oops. "Uhhhhh, I have to go!"
"Huh..? Hey! ....Well...that was strange."
"Oh! No! I've.... been around a while in life so I can empathize with your experience and reasoning. That's all."
"Ohh, hehe. Right! I guess if you've been around awhile you'd--"
"....Wait, you don't look any older than like....16."
When will this pie be ready? – Soon, but I have to make the whipped cream first and let it set. – I'll be here. It's a masterpiece.
Julie & Julia (2009) dir. Nora Ephron