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[mindseer]

[The video kicked in mostly on accident when she bumped the bracelet in the process of whatever it was that she was doing. If you were in Mimirhaus, condolences for your valentine's day celebrations, because the whole place reeked of burning chocolate. Smoke was pouring out of the pot as Terezi freaked out.]

Glob damnit, stop doing that! That's not what the directions say your supposed to do! Melt you ... AUGH!

[She grabbed for some water and started pouring it in, creating a cloud of horrendous black smoke that erupted from the pot and sent her hacking and coughing back. Only as she said this did she notice that the feed was on. Her face went furiously teal and she practically shouted in desperation.]

How do you make this chocolate stuff in the first place!?!?

[...sorry Namine. Your moirail is NOT a cook.]

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[lethechained]

[ Now, see, at the moment Naminé has considerably more important concerns than Terezi's lack of ability to cook. It may, however, be the case that those same concerns are due to the troll's lack of ability to cook, but-- ]

Terezi--?

[ Naminé looks suitably distressed when the feed clicks on; it seems as though she was checking the network while working on a drawing in her room, judging by the discarded art supplies toward the bottom of frame. ]

What's going on? Is there a fire...?

[mindseer]

Nope! Nonono, no fire here. Everything's absolutely fine, Naminé!

[Oh glob. She was the one who replied wasn't she? This was so embarrassing, especially since in the feed behind her there was a massive gout of black smoke coming up behind her, and then there was definitely flames licking along the top of the bowl.]

Just... making chocolates, for entirely innocent reasons! Innocent I tell ya!

[lethechained]

But--

[ Terezi, she can see the fire. Naminé gives the camera a thoroughly perplexed look, her expression the picture of baffled worry. Still, Naminé's always found it easier to go around people's stubbornness than meet it head-on, and takes a moment to rein herself in, practically pouting. ]

… Of course. What other kind of reasons could you have for making chocolate?

[ Non-innocent ones, that is, other than to... poison it, maybe, but she wouldn't expect that of the other girl. In any case, Naminé shakes her head with some degree of urgency, leaning a bit closer to the screen as she peers over the troll's shoulder. ]

But-- Terezi-- I'm pretty sure it's burning...!

[mindseer]

No! No no no no! Stop burning you flaming piece of crap!

[She was fanning the flames, which made it worse for a moment before she hurled a pot worth of water into it. That... thankfully worked because this was a chocolate fire, not a gas fire. Plumes of smoke went everywhere and she finally managed to get it to shut off before resting a hand on the counter.]

Augh. This is freaking embarrassing, Naminé. It was supposed to be perfect, but I'm pretty sure it's not supposed to be flambe!

[lethechained]

[ Naminé shrinks slightly at all the yelling, eyes round as she watches Terezi try to put out the fire. Naminé's experience with flames is almost entirely secondhand, but even she begins to pipe up with an, ]

I don't think that's going to--

[ -- Work, but then comes the water and the girl stops short, holding her breath. She only lets it out once it appears the situation is under control, and then only very carefully. Realizing she's been leaning in toward the camera, she straightens up again with a blink, her frown adjusting into a more sympathetic expression as Terezi speaks again. ]

Well... no. I don't think it's supposed to look like that, either.

[ Because even though her tone is soothing, she's still gotta acknowledge the truth. Too honest, this one. ]

But you can try again, can't you? [ Her head tilts just a little, somewhere between curious and hopeful. ] As long as you're not hurt--

[ … Although now that she thinks about it, the kitchen might be. She falters, glances at the pot - can't tell from here but assumes it could potentially be worse for wear. Welp. Better not to worry about that now while she's attempting to be comforting. ]

… That's what's important.

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[momsboy]

Oh, Gods...need help, I take it? Stay away from the smoke and open a window before you burn yourself Terezi.

To melt chocolate you have to move it away from the heat before it's totally melted, then keep stirring it. it will melt on its own without burning

[mindseer]

Ugghhh, this is so damned embarrassing. Everyone's seen it haven't they?

Think we're way past that point by the way. This pan might be a lost cause too.

[momsboy]

Afraid so, darling. But the attempt at cooking it's really endearing. [ Not to mention hilarious. ] But be careful not to hurt yourself.

Shame. If you still want to make some chocolates, you could do it in the kitchen of my ship. I'll guide you through it and there are very few things here that can catch fire. That with my home being a spaceship and all.

Sooooo....who are those chocolates for?

[mindseer]

Uuuuuugh. You knooooow who I'm doing this for already. Don't make me admit it in public. I'm only romantically involved with one person right now after all!

[Because moirailship was romantic to trolls where humans would probably not think of it quite the same way.]

...wait, you'd show me how to not burn the place down? Seriously?

[momsboy]

Eheh, yes I do. Okay, I won't make you say it. he will just think it's absurdly cute. [ Wait a minute. ] Oh, romantically? You two are on that level now? Great.

[ Ey, as long as everyone's happy, Peter is supportive ]

Of course. I'm an expert at cooking sweets, It only takes practice. Don't despair just because the first times the food gets ruined, it happens.

[hikikomori_king]

[ Amused ]

Are you alright, Terezi?

[mindseer]

Maaaaan, do I look alright Turgon? Dude, there's smoke everywhere, and this place stinks like you wouldn't believe.

[Actually, didn't he live in Mimirhaus? Yeah, burnt chocolate smell EVERYWHERE.]

[hikikomori_king]

[ His lips are twitching ]

I noticed the smell, yes. And here I thought I was the only one so terrible at cooking!

[mindseer]

Uuuuugh, it's such an awful smell! I can't give her this! I'll poison her!

And how do I even clean any of this up? You gotta nuke?

[hikikomori_king]

A what? [ He shakes his head with a smile ]

I will come and help you scrub, eh?

action;

[sinistral]

[On the one hand, Mimirhaus being so sparsely populated means there's plenty of space and solitude when one wants it, without having to get in the way of the other housemates. On the other hand, it's not exactly conducive to hanging out with said housemates because, well, there's no reason to force the issue. So as such, it's probably a good thing that Mimirhaus is mostly empty because, well, burning chocolate stinks. A lot.

On the other hand, it's a hell of a first real meeting, leaning in the doorway while the greyish-skinned woman appeared to be in some distress. He can't help the way his nose wants to wrinkle at the smoke.]

You okay in there?

[mindseer]

[It probably also didn't help that the inside of her cubbyhole of a room looked like it was painted by a demented madman with a fascination for neon. Terezi could be a ... bit of a handful to get used to being around at times. and right now? She was considerably more animated than usual....

Though she had at least thrown water on the fire, dousing it and sending even more blasts of horrid smoke up. No flames. She jumped at his voice and shrieked before panting a little.]

Fine, just fine. Absolutely great. Meant to do that!

[He believed her, right?]

[sinistral]

Uh-huh.

[Totally doesn't believe her. But it'd be unnecessarily cruel to admit that, so he's sticking to the poker face instead.

Besides, she seems excitable enough as it is, beyond what he'd absorbed from the riot of color that seems to be her normal. Bucky's not entirely sure he wants to add to that.]

I can tell. You, uh, need help with the cleanup?

[mindseer]

Hmmmm

[She looked him over, considering her options. Pale, white eyes stared from behind a pair of ridiculously red shades as she debated before finally nodding and sighing a little.]

Uh, yeah actually I probably could use a little help before I give this another go. Someone said they could help show me a different technique I want to try.

[A technique called "Not burning the damned chocolate."]

[sinistral]

[He doesn't mind waiting while she decides. In his (limited) cooking experience, burned anything is a pain to clean up, and they've all got to share the kitchen. No harm in lending a hand to disposing of the mess.

He pushes away from the door frame and enters the kitchen properly.] Messes are why they make soap, or something like that. Could be worse.

[machinamentum]

BUDDY! CHILL! I'M COMING TO SAVE YOU.

My dad made the best hot chocolates, I totally got this.

[mindseer]

[Darnit, she was currently looking very uncool with all of her friends, but she'd cope. At least they were being helpful!]

One condition! I already exploded this one basically. No more exploding chocolates. Don't want it blowing up in my moirail's face, k? But I am definitely taking help.

[machinamentum]

Nah, nah, this is food, actual food, not me pseudo-murdering Rhys as snowman food.

[mindseer]

Right. Good. Just wanted to be sure we were on the same page. Come on by. We should be cleaned up by the time you get to Mimir's place.

[machinamentum]

I'd be mad, but I know what I am.

See ya.

[ And not so much later, there is Gaige, banging on the door to announce her arrival in her typical fashion: boisterously. ]