[Life's been a little bumpy darling. Things are slowly smoothing out. Plus he woke up with a macaroon from Sofia calling him dad and that always makes him feel fuzzy.]
Are you talking about that mysterious package we got? Of course. Which brings me to say that I couldn't help but think of you when I opened it.
[You can come inside! Take a seat, stay awhile. Eat all the macaroons with him. You know.]
[Ah, his family life is really starting now. At least he has that going for him!]
Yes, that, I received it this morning too. Is it because I am your closest relation from home here? [Aside from England, but she hasn't been independent from France as long as England has.
She takes a step inside, but also taking a box out.] I brought you one of them.
Perhaps, darling. [Goodness, he's calling her petnames so he must be in a good mood. He sounds amused, turning to look at the box with a smile] Also an act of comparison since I gave you macaroons not so long ago.
[You know, before this mess started a month ago.]
Now if you say his are better I might have to disown you. Please don't make me do that... [Forlorn look #23 goes here but it's brief and he motions her over to the kitchen]
Let's go in here. I still have them on the counter.
[He really is in a good mood! Her eyes widen, but she doesn't say anything. For now.]
Goodness, I am certain he cannot compare to yours. [She's honest too, since she's not even sure that they're handcrafted! She follows after him into the kitchen.]
I haven't tried them myself, I wonder what flavours they are...
[They're crafted in some ...factory. That's magic and awful and infused with sugar. There's no love there. Just love potion no. 9. You can continue with the bad jokes on your own.]
Well, I haven't dared to myself, but I'm thinking that the brown ones are hopefully the most straight-forward and safest bet.
[Maybe that's why he's set aside one for Vietnam.]
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Date: 2014-03-19 01:01 pm (UTC)Hello, France. I wonder if you have checked the mail today?
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Date: 2014-03-19 01:18 pm (UTC)Are you talking about that mysterious package we got? Of course. Which brings me to say that I couldn't help but think of you when I opened it.
[You can come inside! Take a seat, stay awhile. Eat all the macaroons with him. You know.]
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Date: 2014-03-19 01:21 pm (UTC)Yes, that, I received it this morning too. Is it because I am your closest relation from home here? [Aside from England, but she hasn't been independent from France as long as England has.
She takes a step inside, but also taking a box out.] I brought you one of them.
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Date: 2014-03-20 08:49 pm (UTC)[You know, before this mess started a month ago.]
Now if you say his are better I might have to disown you. Please don't make me do that... [Forlorn look #23 goes here but it's brief and he motions her over to the kitchen]
Let's go in here. I still have them on the counter.
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Date: 2014-03-22 06:03 am (UTC)Goodness, I am certain he cannot compare to yours. [She's honest too, since she's not even sure that they're handcrafted! She follows after him into the kitchen.]
I haven't tried them myself, I wonder what flavours they are...
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Date: 2014-03-25 11:34 pm (UTC)Well, I haven't dared to myself, but I'm thinking that the brown ones are hopefully the most straight-forward and safest bet.
[Maybe that's why he's set aside one for Vietnam.]
Although, are we so sure we want to eat them?
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Date: 2014-03-26 07:49 am (UTC)I am hoping they are chocolate too.
[Also why he gets one, if they're going to have a first test, it better be the simplest one.]
Well, I wonder what would happen if we don't eat it either. [Just in case.]