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-- sugarCarameloligist [SC] began pestering entranceway 06 --

GUYS
GUYS I AM RUNNING OUT OF CAKE
WHAT DO I DO
THIS HAS NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE
OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD

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[ Oh. Right.

Cake. ]

""

[We are, however, learning that his Dad apparently never taught him things like this. Whoops.]

""

[ Bluh. There goes that weird feeling again. ]

""

[ She looks at him strangely after the "you're a girl" comment, because it was..weird and she didn't really get it. ]

[Like this (http://gifsoup.com/MjM3NDc4Ng).]

[ No. No John. That is not how you do it!!! This (http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lme6deJWeB1qafrh6.gif) is how you do it. ]

""

""

[ And Single Ladies is supposed to be one of his favorite songs..?????]

[This isn't suspicious at all!]

""

[ She laughs, although it sounds forced, and goes toward the oven to take the cake out. ]

""

[He stares blankly at her before coming over to inspect the cake. It is very hard for him not to plunge face first into it, but he manages not to...for some reason. And then he looks up at her again.]

[ Clang.

That was the sound of the pan meeting for floor for a nice little date because Jade dropped it.

What song?

What song???? Who is this person? ]

[DLKAJSLFKJDASL THE CAAAAAKE.

He grabs at the pan, but yeah it's still too hot. So he kind of ends up flipping it over.]

[ He probably won't see the suspicious glare she makes his way before she frowns. ]

""

[ He voice is wavering a little bit, probably from this Most Shocking Twist Yet. ]

""

[ She's already walking out of the kitchen and up toward the stairs. Come one and hurry up John. ]

[Followfollowtripoverownfeetfollow.]

[ A COUPLE FLIGHTS OF STAIRS AND A FEW MINUTES LATER....

..She opens the door to her room. ]

""

[But he goes in anyway because FUCK THE POLICE.]

[ As he's busy going on about how he is not a lady, Jade follows him in, closing the door behind her. Her eyes dart from her bass guitar to John and then back to the bass. She could do this. She could do this. He wasn't really John. She had figured that much out. One. Two. Three..

She grabs the bass. He's distracted by..cake or whatever. This will be easy enough. So easy. She lifts it behind him and holds her breath for a second. Could she really do this?

Hell yes she could!!!! BANG. Right on the head. ]

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