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[ Happy Valentine's Day, dressing room. Riku's got you a present.

That is to say, there's the delicious scent of warm, baked chocolate coming from the kitchen. Riku's inside, equipped with oven mitts and surrounded by a half dozen trays of baked goods. Some cut out into hearts, others still set out to cool, and yet still more going into the oven. There's a large bowl by the mixer, chocolate dripping down the side, and ingredients all over the place. Riku's popping a couple white chocolate chips into her mouth-- oh. Oh. I'm sorry. Anyone familiar with her could tell you for sure which Riku it was, but it looks like she's been hit by a spell. She looks like, well, the majority of Rikus around here. Male.

And all of the trays are filled with brownies.]

{ ooc: for those unaware, the brownies cause automatic and immediate orgasms. it's a curse. }

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[Riku's just kind of incredulous at this point, though she does move closer when it doesn't seem to be doing anything. The Roxas in the pantry is getting help, if he needs it, while the now-sitting one gets a look that is mostly serious-attempting-not-to-laugh. Something she's having a hard time with, given how contagious it is.]

[Some help would be appreciated, but Riku may just find herself sprawling in the corn with him when he loses his balance again. He flails, then the air leaves him in a wheeze when he lands back on his ass, and he glares weakly at his double, who is practically crying with laughter and giggles at the sight.]

[Riku's not going to be much help when she's fighting off giggles and avoiding looking at him, not in the sense of moral support. But she is hauling him back to his feet.]

Come on, get up.

[He staggers to his feet and manages to stay on them this time, mostly thanks to Riku holding on to him. Roxas over there is getting an ear of corn chucked at him, though admittedly with much less force than it could have been. Roxas tries to keep the glare up, but it's hard, and soon he's laughing silently as well.]

[That just makes Riku laugh harder, but she's hiding it well by leaning down to pick up an armful of that corn. What a mess they have to clean up, look what you did.]

[Hey now, it's not his fault there was a mountain of corn lying in wait for him. Not really knowing what to do with it all.. Roxas starts trying to shove it back where it came from.]

I think we should get some bags.

[So this disaster doesn't happen to someone else.]

We could use garbage bags, those might be big enough.

[He's sliding out of the chair to get on his knees next to Roxas and help gather some corn that's rolled away from the big pile. It's easier for him to kneel than to use his bad leg more than he already has, and he does want to help, so he'll leave finding the garbage bags up to Riku.

He also doesn't want to chance something falling out over himself, but he isn't mentioning that bit in case it ends up happening all over again.]

Good plan.

[She's getting a nice-sized garbage bag, then, after stretching it out a little to make sure it's not going to pop open. She shakes it open and moves over to help them.]

[This is certainly turning out more responsible than he'd meant to be. A part of him had been hoping someone would get the pile toppling over them just like he had. Especially if it had been an Axel. Thinking about it makes him start biting his lip, but once he starts thinking of popcorn filling the kitchen.. Nope, he's a goner for more silent giggles.]

[Way to make her curious. She slows down in stuffing the bag full of corn to eye him suspiciously.]

What now?

[Whoops, he needs something to write on. He pulls out his phone and opens a text message, typing in the words but without sending them to anyone. He's a little slow at it.

If these fell on Axel, the kitchen would be full of popcorn.]

[Riku has to lean a little closer to read it, but at the visual she starts laughing, too.]

What's it say?

[He leaned in to look, but the scribbles don't make any sense to him.]

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