Just have to catch my breath;

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

[For those of you who might recognize this woman, you will probably realize rather quickly that she isn't anything like the others. And if the casual outfit and lack of powers don't give the hint, maybe the little blond boy tugging excitedly at her wrist will. While he's blabbering on incoherently, she is just getting dragged along, looking confused, but overall amused.]

Whoa, whoa, Roxas. You're going to have to slow it down for me.

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[Draggin my mom around, duh.]

Nami!

[GLOMP. Lets go of his mom's wrist long enough to do that.]

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[Oh, you derp. Giggles a little but :o pretty lady.]

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

[Resists urge to d'aw and hug and tear up because omg you look so much like your mother and sob.]

Hello, Namine.

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[Smiles and waves :D Keywords relevant.]

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Nami, this is my mom! She can help us make Christmas cookies!

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[Eyes widen but just nods and smiles.

/missing her own :<]

1/2

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[Sees that and frowns a bit, tilting his head.]

2/2

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

[Also sees that and kneels down to their level, looking at Namine.]

What's your favorite kind of cookie? We can make a whole bunch, exactly how you like them.

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[She's used to this. Forces a smile and thinks.]

Ch'c'late!

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

Alright, chocolate it is.

[Offers her a hand and takes Roxas's hand with her other.]

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[Takes it and follows, looking at the ground.]

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

[Stop being a sad little moe :< mama terra will cheer you up with some good, old fashioned cookies 8D]

Roxas, why don't you gather the ingredients? You remember all of them, right?

[Nodnod from littlexas.]

Namine, do you want to help me crack some eggs?

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[Looks up and nods.]

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

[Littlexas hands her the carton of eggs before grabbing flour, sugar, etc. Terra just pulls a stool up to the counter for littlenam to sit on.]

Now all you have to do is hit it hard enough to make a tiny crack, but light enough not to crack it and make a mess, okay?

[Cracks one to show her.]

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[Sob why are you such a good mother figure. Nods and starts working on it, being very careful.]

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

[Because, mother for 15 years. Watches her with a smile.]

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[SO CONCENTRATED cause don't want to mess up >:]

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

[Silly, Nami, it's okay to mess up. But she'll just wait patiently for her to finish.]

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[I'm done! \o/]

Tha' good?

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

Perfect!

[Hands her a fork.]

Now just stir it all together.

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[Stirriiiiing.]

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

Good job!

[Beams and takes the bowl of ready ingredients from littlexas.]

Now dump the eggs in, and we can mix it all together.

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[Dumps then in, looking wary in case she might have done something wrong.]

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

[Have some head pats for assurance.]

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[Beams a little :>]