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"You're first dish: eggs, potatoes, and ham." She scraped chopped ham into a frying pan and let it sizzle for a minute or two. She then reached over and checked her pancakes.

"Well, yes, I know… But how else am I supposed to reach things?" Alison wondered.

(*Your)

Zackary watched her cook with earnest. “Mmm… it smells delicious. I can’t wait.”

“Your magic?” M suggested softly, raising his eyebrows.

Alison blushed. "Oh… Right… I forgot. I guess I just don't use it so much that I tend to forget that I have it…"

((Thanks))
Julie smiled bright. She loved Zack's praise, it was like a rewarding scratch behind the ear from a master to his dog. It made her feel like she was needed. Even her shoulders straightened a bit with his compliment.

M chuckled lightly and relaxed slowly into the bed. “Right. Forgot. If you keep forgetting, it’ll disappear on you.”

Zackary felt her shoulders straighten under his chin and he rolled his eyes. He knew she liked his soft little praises, but sometimes she’d take them too far to heart. Not that he minded.

"Oh, shush… I have to do something all day, so I do most things with my hands rather than magic. It makes the day go by faster," Alison explained with a shrug.

Juliet glanced up at him for a moment, then grabbed a spatula to flip her pancakes. One at a time, she flipped the soft, red cakes. She smiled at her work. The recipe had been in the back of her mind since she saw in the cook book Zack had bought her for her birthday, recently.

M grinned lightly and stirred slightly in the bed. “What do you do all day?”

Zackary watched the cake flip and land with a sizzle on the pan. “Mmm… so what else should we do today? Other than laying around?”

Julie shrugged. "I have an order of muffins to make for Her Maje- er, Evelyn. She asked me to make them since she is occupied with His Highness." She said as she covered the pancakes once more and shifted her attention to the sizzling eggs.

Zackary clicked his tongue unhappily and pulled her closer to his chest. “That’s annoying. What kind are you planning on making?” If she made a kind of muffin he liked, he was going to take them all.

"A variety. Anything I can come up with to please more than 50 little kids." Julie leaned her head back against him. "Which is why I need a taste-tester. Know anyone who would be willing to spend the day with me?"

Zackary grinned his pointy grin and nodded. “Yes, I think I know someone who would be more than willing. It’ll have to take some convincing, though.”

"And how…" Juliet scrambled eggs and shut off the stove. "…would I convince you?"

Zackary sniffed the food, leaning over her shoulder to do so. “Mmm… I dunno. It’s not me.” He giggled softly.

Julie froze and frowned. "Well then who is it?"

Zackary continued his soft giggling as he snuffled the food. “You’ll have to guess.”

Julie turned to the food and put the finished pancakes on a plate. She took the plate and the pot to the table. "Who are I trying to guess?"

(*Who am, Lotus, lol)

Zackary trailed after her, keeping his arms wrapped around her waist and his chin on her shoulder.
“Someone… close.”

((Whoops, lol))

Julie thought for a moment. "Close to me or to you?" She turned her face into his cheek, kissing him softly.

Graci laughed her laugh again, looking over her shoulder at him. Her eyes twinkled in the setting sun.
“You look… impressed.”

Jericho's eyes flashed up to Graci's. He'd totally gotten caught checking her out. Well, suppose I should own up to it. "Is there a reason I shouldn't be impressed?"

Zackary grinned lightly, taking her lips into the kiss. “Us both, I suppose.”

Graci smirked and looked away again, humming. “No, there is not, I assure.” She pointed forward. “We’re almost at the hotel. Just to the left.”

"Nice spot." Jericho whistled at the hotel, he knew of this one. The most wealthy of patrons who visited Isla stayed here. That was the trigger. "So Graci," he started looking at her profile, "Resentment, ey? I'm thinking your parents didn't actually give you that name if you know what I mean?"

Graci smirked a bit more. She wasn’t trying to hide herself from him. It was about time he nosed down to her true persona.
“Oh, yes, I think I do know what you mean.” She opened the door to the hot looking hotel.

M grinned lightly and stirred slightly in the bed. “What do you do all day?”

“Mm… I read a lot, and go grocery shopping, and I draw sometimes. When I get inspired enough,” Alison said with a shrug. “Or I daydream.”

Graci smirked a bit more. She wasn’t trying to hide herself from him. It was about time he nosed down to her true persona.
“Oh, yes, I think I do know what you mean.” She opened the door to the hot looking hotel.

"So….?" He dragged the word out as he followed her through the door. Was she really going to make him ask out loud?

“Sooooo?” Graci mocked him lightly, beaming. “Spit it out, lover boy.”