Elisa-garg's reality. Castle Wyvern. Smells like Christmas.

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It has been a busy night at Castle Wyvern. Much discussing has happened in the dining room, and no one really noticed the quiet little busyness that passed to and fro during the meeting, asking about words on the cookbook pages that she held.

But now the meeting has broken up, patrols have set out, the television jabbers comfortably.

And the kitchen smells really good.

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Lex is one of the few who were off tonight, staying behind at the castle. He'd already poked around on the internet, and, finding little of interest, had finally decided to see what smells were coming from the kitchen. Broadway and Kat, the usual cooks, were both supposed to be out...

He pokes his head in. "Whoa! Icy? I didn't know you could cook!"

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She looks down at him from where she's perched on the island making her spice cake look like the one in the picture, her big eyes holding that quiet and hiding expression that they've worn since her return from the time trip and her tail giving a slow twitch. "I'm learning."

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Lex gives her a smile. He's noticed, of course, that Icy's been quieter than usual, but been uncertain as to what to do about it. "Looks like you're learning pretty quick."

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She looks pleased at his words. "Do you want to eat some? I've been tasting it... it is... it's good."

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"Sure! Always room for cake!"

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"I have other things too." She finishes decorating the cake and looks around at the pie and the piles of cookies. Over on the counter a small chicken is pretending to be a Christmas turkey with all the trimmings, and there's a pumpkin sitting partially sliced next to the recipe page for pumpkin pie.

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"Wow! You have been busy!"

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She glances toward the pumpkin with a sigh. "Broadway went away before I could ask him about the words for that pie. And he's the one that knows what they mean the best. Hudson wasn't sure, and Kat tells me 'shhh'."

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"Aw, I'm sure you did a great job."

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"Do you think...." She hesitates and looks down at the cake. "Can you help me make the last pie?"

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"I guess I can try," Lex says. "I'm not real good in the kitchen."

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"You're good at reading. And you know what the words mean?" Her big eyes look at him hopefully.

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Lex smiles. "All right. I bet we can lick this together."

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About half an hour later the pumpkin had been converted to delicious custard and now rested in two shells as Icy tried to work out how to get it down from the counter and into the oven without spilling it.

"We need someone tall," she says soberly.

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"I think I can manage it," Lex says, straightening up a bit. He's a little taller than he looks, after all, due to his hunched over posture.

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She looks at him, then down at the floor from her perch on the counter. "Alright...."

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Lex carefully slides the pie off the counter and pops it into the oven. "There we go...."

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Icy holds her breath as he does so, but then sighs with relief and slides the other one to where he can reach it, her tail tuft twitching as she concentrates.

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Lex closes the oven and puts a hand on the timer. "How long does it need to bake?"

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She finds the place with her finger and reads it out carefully, her accent showing heavily as she concentrates on getting the words right.

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Lex sets it and smiles. "You wanna play checkers or something while we wait for it?"

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"Perhaps we could eat first?" She looks around at the food that's already prepared, her nose twitching at the scent of the chicken.

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Lex chuckles. "Good idea."

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"Here, will you take the chicken to the island?" She hands it down to him. "We can sit on the stools."

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"Sure thing," Lex says, as he takes it over.