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[seems Ienzo's in the kitchen, currently seated at the table with what seems to be a...gameboy color. Near him are a couple of containers of cookie dough, all of which are closed. Perhaps he's waiting for someone. Either way, he seems to be busy with a certain game...more importantly, a glitch]

How peculiar... the name "MISSINGNO" implies that it is a missing number, which in itself is odd, and I don't see why it has such a strange appearance. Why would it need to know two 'water guns', anyway? Curious...

[pausing--- oh hey, it's another one]

'M? Hm... even stranger.

[ooc: Unlike a certain red head, Ienzo is not game savvy. 'nough said.]

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[having mild difficulty pulling the dough into appropriate sizes; she's making a bit of a mess.]

That works! That'll be enough. It's a good thing I found a big one, huh?

That it is.

[pausing, as he looks over to Kairi]

Would you like some help?

[focused very intently on her half, but nods.]

Uh huh.

[he'll crouch down to her level, with a chunk of the dough to demonstrate]

What you must do is remove a piece of the dough and then...

[and he'll start smoothing it into a spherical shape]

Smooth it and sculpt it so it is a sphere. Think of it as something akin to sculpting clay.

Ohhhh...

[watches him, then tries to mimic with her own piece. It's not as smooth, but it's better than she was doing.]

[aw, smiles, and then places his own piece onto the tray, a few inches apart from the others. He then brings the tray to her level]

The next thing to remember is that the pieces should be placed a few inches apart in order to prevent the cookies to attach to one another when they're baking; after all, they will expand.

[and she picks her own up with both hands and places it on the tray, trying to give it enough distance.]

Yeah, they'll stick together if we're not careful, won't they?

Correct. We need to give the dough enough space so taht the cookies are separate from one another rather than being connected.

[smiling again]

You're doing an excellent job.

They'd turn into one big cookie that way.

[focusing on another piece now.]

Thank you for making cookies with me, Ienzo. This is fun.

That they would. I suppose that would be interesting, but it would take quite some time to cook.

[so will he, then; best to get the first batch taken care of, after all]

You're very welcome, Kairi. I'm enjoying myself as well.

We should make a really, really big cookie one day! But not today.

[put another, bigger piece on the tray.]

Even with th'apron?

[chuckles]

Yes, even with the apron.

[and with another clump on, he glances to the oven]

Well, this should do. Shall we bake them?

If you say soooo. And okay! Let's put 'em in the oven!

[and she nods, trying to wipe her hands... together, because that's very helpful.]

[with a nod, Ienzo takes the cookie sheet and places it into the oven, and then setting the timer]

I suppose all we need to do now is wait for them to bake.

[finding herself a cloth to wipe off her hands, 'cause, ew.]

How long do we wait?

[riiight behind you, he is. He'll just take a napkin from one of the tables to tidy up]

I would say roughly ten minutes should do, and if they're still not ready, we can simply cook them a few more minutes at a time.

[stealing cookie dough to nibble.]

'kay. I bet they're gonna be really good. Maybe I shoulda asked th'big Ienzo.

..."Big Ienzo"? What do you mean?

There's a big Ienzo now. That makes... a bunch!

[gonna try and count on her fingers now. ...om nom dough.]

[aw, smiling again]

There certainly are a lot of variations of myself as of late... How, ah, 'big' was he?

This one was you though! An' he was really big! He said he was thirty-one an' I was there too an' that I was a young adult.

He picked me up and tickled me!

Is that so? Well, in that case, perhaps he's in the same 'future' that so many of the recent arrivals seem to be from.

[snigger]

Tickled, you say? Well, did you enjoy it?

Uh huh! He was you, he even talked about th'cookies an' everything. An'... maaaaybe.

[looking at him suspiciously.]

Don't you tickle me, Ienzo.

Hm, then he must be from this supposed future.

[he's gonna have to do that now]

Are you absolutely sure?

[adslkfslkjg SQUIRMS. Totally laughing, though.]

Stop it!