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30.Apr.13, 11:04 AM
Irritation pulled the corners of her mouth down as she slapped the knife against the board. She was stuck in the kitchens on chore duty. Duty that was supposed to end over an hour ago but no. Someone had suggested pies for dessert. She could barely cook much less bake a sharding pie. She'd told the beastly woman behind her that she couldn't bake a pie to safe her life but the woman had insisted she learn. After all it was a womanly hobby, the baking of pies. Three burnt pies and two burnt fingers were all she had to show for several hours of work. She detested pies. She would never eat a pie again. She glared over her shoulder at the woman, who shooed her with chubby hands. Yeah like flapping her hands was going to make Ameris move faster - which it did, but she'd never admit it.
She sighed as she scraped the last of the fruits off the knife and into the waiting pie crust. It was full of various fruits and berries and if this one actually turned out would taste well. Hopefully anyway. Too bad she couldn't slip some kind of laxative or some such into it and be sure the frowning woman behind her got that exact piece. Hilarity would ensue she was sure but she couldn't take the chance that a rider got that selection. Though.. The hilarity from that would be tenfold. No. Even at the chance of some fun it wouldn't be anything good. Probably more kitchen detail. With a growl Ameris shoved the pan into the brick oven as Mud chittered from his position on a chair.
She slammed the door of the oven as she turned to shoo Mud from the chair so she could sit. The woman in charge of her gave her a death glare straight from hell as she sank into the cushion. She resisted the urge to stick her tongue out at the woman as she allowed her head to tip back. Baking was exhausting. She'd much rather be at home, playing in the dirt than baking pies in a sweltering kitchen.
She sighed as she scraped the last of the fruits off the knife and into the waiting pie crust. It was full of various fruits and berries and if this one actually turned out would taste well. Hopefully anyway. Too bad she couldn't slip some kind of laxative or some such into it and be sure the frowning woman behind her got that exact piece. Hilarity would ensue she was sure but she couldn't take the chance that a rider got that selection. Though.. The hilarity from that would be tenfold. No. Even at the chance of some fun it wouldn't be anything good. Probably more kitchen detail. With a growl Ameris shoved the pan into the brick oven as Mud chittered from his position on a chair.
She slammed the door of the oven as she turned to shoo Mud from the chair so she could sit. The woman in charge of her gave her a death glare straight from hell as she sank into the cushion. She resisted the urge to stick her tongue out at the woman as she allowed her head to tip back. Baking was exhausting. She'd much rather be at home, playing in the dirt than baking pies in a sweltering kitchen.
