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[hellofist]

All the food... is big.

[Or, you know, she's small and everything else is huge in comparison. Cass has made it to the kitchen and found herself a pie, which she's already dug her hands into and started eating. She's actually in the pie now, holding onto a cherry the size of her head, mouth all smeared with pie filling and there might actually be some in her hair, but she doesn't care. It's a giant pie. Come on.]

Had dreams, like this. Giant food, no one to... stop me. Probably can't... eat whole pie, though.

[She looks over to the other side of the pie, the crust still all in one piece. She hasn't made it to that side yet.]

I guess... I could share.


Spam for Merlin

[After her pie escapades and a rather long bath in the kitchen sink to de-pie herself, Cass had sent out a message to Merlin. It had been a voice one just in case he hadn't wanted to see her, just something to check in on him, make sure he was handling his first strange Barge occurrence well. She was glad this was his first one, considering it was pretty easy, just a little bit of shrinking, but she still couldn't shake her need to check in on him.

He hadn't replied though. And maybe she should have just left it at that, but she just couldn't. What if he was small and got trapped under something, couldn't call for help? So she'd gone off in search for him, wiggled her way under his door and found the main part of his room seemingly empty. The stairs up to his bedroom were a bit of a challenge but before long, she's in Merlin's room, looking up at his bed and the pile of blankets there.]

Merlin?

[There's a bit of the sheet hanging down and it's easy to jump and grab it, climb up to his bed for a better look at the blanket mountain there.]

Are you... in there?

Comments

[hellofist]

[She's in the pie making a pie filling angle, Steph. This is your best friend.]

[ichoosefight]

[ Steph steers her noble but furry steed onto the table next to the pie and hops off to join her. But first. ]

Sit, Patches... and stay.

[hellofist]

[Cass pulls herself out of the pie, bringing a cherry for the puppy.]

Dogs can... have pie, right?

[ichoosefight]

Not really. But one cherry shouldn't hurt.

[ Patches pants happily and wags his tail. With his owner's permission he bends down to sniff at the cherry before whining questioningly. ]

[hellofist]

... They eat poop.

[How can that be better for them than pie? Oh well, Cass will follow the dog feeding rules to the best of her ability. She holds the cheery up for Patches, then scratches under his chin.]

[ichoosefight]

They're not supposed to do that either. [ Just because they want to doesn't mean she should.

Patches laps the cherry up very carefully (but still drips huge amounts of slobber) and barks, wagging his tail appreciatively. ]

Good boy! That's a good boy. [ Yeah Steph can't resist the puppy talk either. ]

[hellofist]

[Cass is able to dodge most of the dripping, but it's pretty much impossible to not get licked. From her big smile, it's pretty clear she doesn't mind.]

Good dog.

[She's kind of distracted now, patting Patches carefully and using both hands to scratch his chin again. She's always liked dogs and it's neat, seeing one from this angle.

But part of it is she hasn't forgotten the last conversation she had with Steph and she's just now realizing they'll have to talk about it, now. She doesn't want to, but Steph always used to criticize the bat motto of my problems are my problems. She's sure they'll get to it eventually.]

[ichoosefight]

[ Perhaps. But for the moment there is a dog a good five times the size of Steph herself and I has decided to give her a lick too, from head to toe. Steph wipes drool from her face. ]

I could have done without that.

[hellofist]

[Lucky for Steph, Cass already filled the sink with warm water and dish soap. She points over to it.]

Have... bath, kind of. For after. Can jump in.

[ichoosefight]

[ Convenient, that is. ]

Patches, stay. [ The puppy settles his head on the ground and looks at them both lovingly. She really loves the Admiral for that free training.

Then she finds a very large washcloth and wipes the drool off of the rest of her so she doesn't get anything gross in the pie. ]

Alright, lets do this pie thing.