[closed]

[harepiece]

Who: Patchouli (sunshade), Ciel (cheats) and Oz (harepiece)
When: Backdated to the weekend after Patchy's call
Where: Dumb Victorians Apartment
What: Nerds have a tea party of reconciliation™ and also kinda birthday
Rating/Warning: None!

[So the pre-arranged day has finally arrived, and after shooting off a quick text to Patchouli in the morning to ensure that plans were still on, Oz has been BUSY IN THE KITCHEN ALL MORNING.

Not setting things on fire, at least...

(Maybe setting a few things on fire.)

But the fruit of his hard labor is now being reaped in the form of perfectly browned toast point sandwiches (that only took like five tries) and a variety of different warm pastries (that he just had to reheat in the oven), along with some much more obviously from-the-bakery type sweets like cupcakes, petit fours, mini tarts, and more. On the table, he's set out a fresh bowl of assorted berries, a pot of clotted cream, a jar of fresh honey, and several different small tins of jam. There's a pretty flower arrangement in the center, and right next to it is the only thing he actually kinda made himself instead of just buying or heating up: a very nicely brewed pot of strong black tea. LONG PAST ARE THE DAYS OF BURNING TEA BAGS...]

Cieeel! I think she'll be here soon. Are you ready?

[It's a light and airy question, but there's some mild concern in it.]

Comments

[sunshade]

[ ....alright good luck with that, Earl Kanye. Patchouli adjusts her bag and makes sure the contents are aligned properly because yo she is staying out of this one. ]

[harepiece]

[It may not be sudden but it's stupid and he's surprised it's happening!!]

Don't make life hard for that nice manager if you do buy them out.

[OR HE WILL MAKE LIFE HARD FOR YOU, CIEL PHANTOMHIVE.]

[cheats]

Of course not. He'll just be my employee.

[ He munches on a cake pop, but then motions with the stick towards Oz. ]

You may have a hard time believing this, but I'm a kind employer. [ The "but" is almost tangible. ] They don't work as hard if they hate you.

[ there we go ]

[sunshade]

[ Yet again, she says nothing, because butting into this sort of conversation seems hard, and...uh, well, Ciel's still not looking at her, so she's shying back into awkward silent turtle mode.

sort of. picking up a cake pop and looking at it but not actually eating it ]

[harepiece]

[GOOD LORD.]

Why don't you be nice to him for the sake of being a good employer? [Followed by a sigh though, because it's not like he actually expects Ciel to take that into consideration?! What a rude shit.

But he'll glance over when Patchouli picks one of the pops up and, approvingly:]

That's a good one!

[cheats]

It's irrelevant. He won't even know the difference.

[ He totally will. Ciel is just thirteen and stupid. But as Oz speaks to Patchouli, Ciel takes that as a chance to get a snack of his own. They're both so bad at this... ]

[sunshade]

[ save them, oz ]

Ah...? Are they simply balls of cake batter on a stick?

[harepiece]

[why is he surrounded by dumbs]

I think so! But Ciel would know better than I do since he's done a lot of market research on them.

[TWO BIRDS WITH ONE STONE, directing them toward each other in conversation and also teasing Ciel subtly...]

[cheats]

[ He gives Oz a Look at that subtle teasing, but with a sigh, he explains: ]

More or less. They're covered with a fondant to keep the inside moist, though.

[sunshade]

Quaint. I suppose I can see why sweets on sticks would be popular.

[ food on sticks in general, tbh. just shovel them into your gullet ]

[harepiece]

[cant stop wont stop.]

It's convenient and portable and delicious! There's no reason not to love them. Actually, I think it would be a good idea if they put more desserts on sticks!

[Like a whole pie.]

[cheats]

[ It's as if Ciel is reading Oz's mind, since he adds: ]

I'm looking into making pies on a stick as well. It seemed like the next logical step.

[ He's not actually psychic though, just similarly fat. ]

[sunshade]

[ what the fuck you two ]

Isn't that a little...unwieldy?

[harepiece]

[WHAT'S UNWIELDY ABOUT IT Oz sure seems like he approves of this idea 110%...]

You could just have a single slice! And seal it up on the sides so the filling doesn't fall out...! Oh, or make a whole pie, but make it like a— a... what were those things called? Toaster strudels? Like a circular one of those!!

[EXCITEDLY LOOKING FROM CIEL TO PATCHOULI even though only Ciel understands this level of fattydingdongs here.]

[cheats]

Putting a slice on a stick would be ridiculous, you moron.

[ Ciel insults Oz as casually as if he were saying something endearing instead, and in turn, it probably just rolls past Oz like it never happened at all. Ciel sighs, then shakes his head as he explains. ]

It's more like the toaster strudel. You just make a very small pie and put the stick between the crust on the bottom and the crust on the top.

[ obviously ]

[sunshade]

...ah. Admittedly, I'd been picturing a slice as well...

[ fiddling with her crescent charm in mild embarrassment ]

[cheats]

You're fine.

[ He says to Patchouli (woah, progress), then nods to Oz. ]

He's the one that's excited about it, so he's the moron.

[harepiece]

[WOW, WHAT A BUTTHEAD. But at least he's a butthead in a progressive direction...]

Who wouldn't be excited about it?! It could work! You would just have to press the sides together. I bet you could even deep fry it like that!

[But why would you want to.]

[sunshade]

[ Oh. She's mildly touched. ]

Would deep-frying pie even make it pie, anymore?