[ Hanafuda is the first to burst into the room, her little wings fluttering wildly in distress as she glides over to the kitchen in order to assess the damage.
A sizable pool of water has formed on the ground right in front of the stove, drowning charred remains of... well, food of no longer recognizable origin, and of course, that poor cloth, never to be used again with that newly-created gaping hole right in the middle of it. Not an unusual sight by any means, but that is not to say it got any less painful whenever the history repeated.
Shoulders slumped, the Moogle stares at Minako woefully before proceeding to open every window in the room, uncaring of the cold gust of wind that follows. Don't underestimate that Moogle fur. ] Kupo... [ In case you couldn't tell, it means "not again..." in kupo-language. ] Where's Artemis?
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A sizable pool of water has formed on the ground right in front of the stove, drowning charred remains of... well, food of no longer recognizable origin, and of course, that poor cloth, never to be used again with that newly-created gaping hole right in the middle of it. Not an unusual sight by any means, but that is not to say it got any less painful whenever the history repeated.
Shoulders slumped, the Moogle stares at Minako woefully before proceeding to open every window in the room, uncaring of the cold gust of wind that follows. Don't underestimate that Moogle fur. ] Kupo... [ In case you couldn't tell, it means "not again..." in kupo-language. ] Where's Artemis?