The oven tests the limits of an elf.
Cinder stood inside the break room at the Salvage yards glaring into the oven, the light was on inside.
"Come now! Force yourself to be a better cookie, you know you want it so".
He banged a few more times on the oven and admited failure, it was broken, of course it was pretty old. "Darn! Not only need I a new typewriter, fussball table, fridge, now sadly the oven is broke".
He pulled out the tray of sugar cookies with the green gingham print oven mitt setting them on the stove top. The cookies weren't cooked and they werent really raw, a little bit of both. He picked up a tree shaped cookie and then toosed it agaisnt the wall, it stuck. He laughed to himself watching the cookie remain there. He picked another off the tray and ate it. The cookie was pretty good admittedly a bit sweeter than expected but all in all not too bad. "Perhaps I should have started a bakery". That and the cookie falling off the wall made him laugh once more.
He wrapped them up nice enough and placed them in a bag. A simple thank you note to Ren and Nathan was attached with a smile face drawn with elf ears and "Cin" written below it. He wasnt sure if they would receive it none the less the delivery had been made. An free roaming delivery service was used one such when Cinder was under investigations. He didnt want trouble for them both so he inisited on sending it to them this way.
A mysterious woman dressed in a loose buttoned white mens shirt with a wide belt cinching it at her waist. Skin tight black leather pants with multiple daggers wrapped around the legs. Further down her legs she wore knee high boots buckled at the sides. A black bandana with skulls on it and an eye mask adorned her head. Her firey red hair was the most striking of her apperance. Wavy and quite poofy, as it flowed out from the back of her bandana.
"It's been some time Cinder, drugs"?
Cinder shook his head. "Just do your job". He handed over a monetary note of 25 Avalon Dec, crisp paper.
"Cookies"? She looked to him after smelling them through the bag, a few chuckles and she walked away.
Cinder stood inside the break room at the Salvage yards glaring into the oven, the light was on inside.
"Come now! Force yourself to be a better cookie, you know you want it so".
He banged a few more times on the oven and admited failure, it was broken, of course it was pretty old. "Darn! Not only need I a new typewriter, fussball table, fridge, now sadly the oven is broke".
He pulled out the tray of sugar cookies with the green gingham print oven mitt setting them on the stove top. The cookies weren't cooked and they werent really raw, a little bit of both. He picked up a tree shaped cookie and then toosed it agaisnt the wall, it stuck. He laughed to himself watching the cookie remain there. He picked another off the tray and ate it. The cookie was pretty good admittedly a bit sweeter than expected but all in all not too bad. "Perhaps I should have started a bakery". That and the cookie falling off the wall made him laugh once more.
He wrapped them up nice enough and placed them in a bag. A simple thank you note to Ren and Nathan was attached with a smile face drawn with elf ears and "Cin" written below it. He wasnt sure if they would receive it none the less the delivery had been made. An free roaming delivery service was used one such when Cinder was under investigations. He didnt want trouble for them both so he inisited on sending it to them this way.
A mysterious woman dressed in a loose buttoned white mens shirt with a wide belt cinching it at her waist. Skin tight black leather pants with multiple daggers wrapped around the legs. Further down her legs she wore knee high boots buckled at the sides. A black bandana with skulls on it and an eye mask adorned her head. Her firey red hair was the most striking of her apperance. Wavy and quite poofy, as it flowed out from the back of her bandana.
"It's been some time Cinder, drugs"?
Cinder shook his head. "Just do your job". He handed over a monetary note of 25 Avalon Dec, crisp paper.
"Cookies"? She looked to him after smelling them through the bag, a few chuckles and she walked away.