33 Apocalypse Ave, Late Sunday Afternoon

[not_every_mage]

Anders' cooking skills mostly stalled out at grilled cheese and cans of soup, but the holiday season and its influx of guests had him wanting to try something new. (He was going to blame it on Kathy's influence.) He stopped by Turtle & Canary for supplies and then set up a baking station in the kitchen.

First on the list of things to try: cornflake Christmas wreaths. They seemed easy right up to the part where he started trying to shape the melted marshmallows and cereal into wreaths and found out exactly how fast a mage could get marshmallow all over every surface in the kitchen.

[OOC: Open to those there.]

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[rebelseekspizza]

"This is the tastiest our counter's ever been," Dante said, blatantly swiping some marshmallow off the countertop with a thumb on his way in.

[not_every_mage]

"I think more of the marshmallow is ending up on it than in these," Anders agreed, frowning at the lumpy green mass in his bowl. "Why do they make it so sticky?"

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante stuck his thumb in his mouth. "Because it's delicious?" he offered, once he'd polished off all the marshmallow. "Always gotta be a catch."

[not_every_mage]

"Life is so complicated," Anders sighed. "You can't even make sweets without being reminded things aren't perfect."

[spin_kick_snap]

"You know, I mean, you're usually wearing less, but I'm pretty sure this is right out of a fantasy of mine," Kathy teased, lounging in the doorway. "Possibly with less marshmallows, too, but I'm not going to complain."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante snickered softly, crossing the distance in order to press a sugary kiss against Anders' cheek. "I dunno. Lookin' pretty good from here."

Nothing helped you bury a whole lot of family fucked-up like watching all your chosen family members having a good time.

[not_every_mage]

"What, watching me get sticky and make a fool of myself?" Anders laughed, wandering over to kiss her hello. "You have odd fantasies."

[not_every_mage]

"You're just saying that because you want me to give you cookies," Anders teased lightly, and turned his head to brush his lips against Dante's.

[spin_kick_snap]

"You look delicious," Kathy told him, hooking her finger into his shirt and pulling him in. "And what's not to like about a man in the kitchen making me tasty things? Bonus if he's wearing a frilly apron and nothing else."

And then they were kissing and his lips were sweeter than marshmallows.

[tigerundercover]

Raven didn't spend a lot of time in the house, but Christmas Eve seemed like the sort of time you were supposed to be around people, so here she was, hovering uncomfortably off to one side.

Which at least meant she didn't have to worry about getting marshmallow on her scales.

"Looks delicious. Why are they green?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"You can't prove anything," Dante mock-whispered, sliding his arms around Anders' waist.

And kissed Anders, because who'd waste an opportunity like this?

[rebelseekspizza]

"I think they're supposed to look like plants and shit?"

Dante, nobody asked your opinion. Especially not while you were snacking on stray marshmallow in the corner.

[tigerundercover]

"Huh," Raven said. "Is that why he's making them into little balls and things?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"Yeah, they're supposed to be those round Christmas things?" Dante said. "I saw a picture."

[tigerundercover]

"Oh." Raven nodded. "Festive. You know, they used to do stuff like this back home, in the '50s. Maybe Anders can make a tuna fish tree next."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Or stick everything in jello," Dante offered merrily.

[tigerundercover]

"He should get a mold for the shapes," Raven said. "Everyone knows the best way to get the right shape is to use a jello mold."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante snickered. "... Think Kathy sells jello molds?"

[tigerundercover]

"You know, I'm not sure I'd want jello in the places Kathy's store specializes in."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Don't know it until you tried it," said Dante, who had never tried that and had no intention of trying that. "But I'm thinkin' a nice boob mold..."

[tigerundercover]

"I like women and I still think that's gross," Raven said. "But yeah, she's probably got one of those."

[spin_kick_snap]

See, the thing about that was Raven was not taking 'hyperactive bestie' into account. "Raven!" Kathy called, bouncing across the kitchen to try to wrap her into a hug. And yes, she was covered in marshmallow sticky from stealing bites and the occasional attempt to help.

[tigerundercover]

"Gyah! Sticky! Sticky Kathy!" Was there something she could shift to that would repel marshmallow? "How much sugar have you had?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"What, you want classier jello?" Dante asked. "Like a meat jello pineapple?"

Snicker.

[boneyard_girl]

Ada could hear a ruckus somewhere, and followed the sounds until she was in the kitchen door, laughing.

"Anders, you want a hand?"