Voice Post//Kitchen//An Infallible Spell

[treadingdawn]

[Hushed. For his own good perhaps.]

I need a little bit of help.

[The sound of someone putting bowls away, getting cooking utensils out.]

Now.

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[Action]

[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

[She looks over from what she's doing - smoothing out a cake to bake]

Caspian, who are you talking to? I need you to open the oven door, please.

[GIGGLE]

[girlwithabow.livejournal.com]

Why should I help you when you didn't help me with Amory?

[Action]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Fjshaskdasl. Tucking the device away and shuffling back into the kitchen.]

What are we making again?

[Opening the oven door as requested.]

[Action]

[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

[She puts the cake in and when she's done she grasps his hand]

A wedding cake.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I did my best you know.

[Action]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Ah that's right.

[Careful NOT to say 'I forgot.']

[girlwithabow.livejournal.com]

You didn't do anything, Caspian, because he's still not here.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[SOB.]

He's very challenging, Kate.

[Action]

[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

Don't worry I'll make sure when Susan and I decorate it that it will be very kingly.

[She beams up at him, and tiptoe - kiss on the cheek]

[Action]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

If Susan is willing to help, yes.

[OH AWKWARD. Cute too but but...sob.]

[girlwithabow.livejournal.com]

Excuses, excuses. No wonder us girls have to do all the work. I bet I'll have to dress him for the wedding too.

[Action]

[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

Oh, no. Do you think that Susan would be jealous?

[Action]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

No. No I don't think that at all.

[He won't elaborate because he likes being alive.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

What if he is shy?

[Action]

[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

Good.

[She pauses and beams]

Although if she were jealous, I wouldn't blame her, really.

But she shouldn't be.

[Action]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Have a gentle pet of palm to the top of her head.]

Susan is lovely enough to have her pick of another.

[Action]

[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

[She looks so pleased!]

Yes, but I still have the best.

[Her hand squeezes a little just so Caspian is sure to know SHE MEANS HIM]

[morsmordre-met.livejournal.com]

...add a spot of sugar.

[Action]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[THINK QUICK TELMARINE. Oh wait.]

Have you told your brothers?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

That isn't the kind of help I was hoping for.

[Action]

[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

I should tell Peter first!

[ofsubservience.livejournal.com]

That's a bit vague. What are you trying to make?

[Action]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Backfire. Oh wait.]

And Cat?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I don't know, that isn't my trouble.

[morsmordre-met.livejournal.com]

Oh, well. It always seems as if everything the matter with kitchen fare's just a.... lack of sugar. You're quite sure that's not in? I don't suppose you might care to try?