TIME FOR A COOKIES PARTY!

[hollowbutnotempty]

Who: Doll (OC) and OPEN!
What: Doll, first going shopping, and then making cookies and an impromptu party (originally?) revolving around that.
Where: Mallowhallow, but everyone's invited!
Warnings: Excessive fun? (None yet)

Snacks sounded like a good idea to Doll, honestly. Sweet things... like gummy bears. And marshmallows. And chocolate.

So into the shopping cart, those things went! And Doll paused, looking at the bag of cookies it'd just put into the cart. Because cookies were definitely a good idea... but making cookies was an even better one! And after finding the recipe on the back of a bag of chocolate chips, Doll set about gathering the ingredients, and putting those into its cart too.

After it managed, somehow, to get everything back to the pillow-district, it set the toaster-oven it was going to use for baking the cookies aside, and tried following the directions on the bag of chips.

Whether or not Doll's cookies turned out well, everyone is invited to come join it to help it, or at least help eat the results, especially since Doll itself was incapable of doing so, what with having no mouth and all.

> Say hi while Doll's out shopping?
> Help it make a mess cookies?
> Eat the snacks?
> Mingle?

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Hi, shopping!

[allseeingtongue]

Terezi, wandering along in the marketplace, caught the scent of something familiarly purple. She turned and snuffled her way through the crowd. "Doll!" she announced, cheerfully, grinning, and bounced forward to hug the animated toy.

"What are you doing?" she demanded, and began investigating the cart and its contents freely, feeling about and pulling some out to lick the packaging. She didn't ask for permission, presuming of course that Doll would not mind. It never had before.

Y HALLO THAR!

[hollowbutnotempty]

Oh hello there, Terezi! Doll's just going to smile and let her investigate the snacks -- as long as she's not going to make this shopping trip entirely impossible for it, it's fine with her doing whatever! ...hey, maybe she can even help? It can't lift the bags of flour or sugar off the shelf; it lacks the strength, and those bags are so heavy!

Ten pounds! How do flesh-and-blood people manage ten pound bags of anything? It was mind-boggling!

But she'd asked what it was doing, what it was getting up to there, surely, so it took one of the bags of chocolate chips, the one it was looking at the recipe on, and held it out to her, poking the spot where it was printed, to call her attention to it with the little crinkle-sounds the plastic made as it did.

That there, Terezi! That's what it was up to, cookies!

Re: Y HALLO THAR!

[puppetcrumpet]

He hadn't spotted Terezi before he sprung his trap. An entire captchlog card full of about a hundred bags of dry ramen will descend from above. Bro himself is couched on top of the shelf where the bags must have originated.

This is how he taught situational awareness. Until Doll learned to dodge he wouldn't do anything too dangerous. Hence the pasta instead of throwing stars or cherry bombs.

Of course, one may wonder why Bro is carrying around several bags of pasta. But that should be obvious, pasta is easy to make, and Bro is a bachelor that never learned to really cook.

[allseeingtongue]

Terezi had just leaned forward to investigate the crinkly bag Doll was handling when she smelled Bro and heard the sudden rain of ramen. Laughing, she ducked under the cart, folding up to relative safety. She looked like Miss Muppet's spider, all sharp elbows and knees and glittering teeth and glasses.

"Hello Bro!"

[hollowbutnotempty]

Doll saw Terezi duck away just before the first of the packages of ramen hit them. Then it was raining plastic-wrapped bricks of noodles, and Doll was backing up after being pelted with only a few.

Which meant that its hair ended up slightly more mussed than usual, a lock or two sticking out further, and Doll had tripped over one of the ramen bags, ending up on its butt with a surprised look on its face as it watched the last of the noodles hit the cart and the floor around it.

At least this time, Doll hadn't been freaked out enough to try doing whatever it'd done the first time, which had sucked the light from the area. It looked up, trying to figure out where the noodles had come from. Bro...!

[puppetcrumpet]

Bro's lips twitched as if he was trying to hold in a laugh. In fact it took him a moment to respond to the greetings, both audible and inaudible. "Hello Terezi, Doll."

He hopped down and collected his ramen back into the captchlog card. "What brings you to the store?"

Because, yes, he did spend days just randomly sitting on store shelves. He couldn't do anything normally, it seemed, even his shopping.

[allseeingtongue]

"I am exploring! I think Doll is shopping." Terezi had no qualms about speaking for her mute companion. "It is making something! But I could not taste what before you attacked us!"

Yes, rain of ramen was definitely an attack. Terezi slithered out from under the cart, moving in a manner that suggested her spine didn't have quite the same rigidity of a human's....or any other vertebrate mammal's. She bounced upright, grinning brightly, and reached out to feel for Bro. Finding his arm, she patted it in greeting.

"You should read it to me. Since I'm blind and all!" Shameless begging, Terezi was not above it.

[hollowbutnotempty]

Doll nodded quickly. Yes indeed, it was going to make something!

It finished picking itself back up from the floor, and went to the cart to help Bro collect the ramen again, handing him what bricks of it that it could, to better un-bury the bag of chocolate chips. It set the little bag on the cart's handlebar, so it could have a hand free, and poked at the recipe in question again, looking to Bro this time. That right there was what it was hoping to be up to, see, Bro?

....maybe it should help Bro clean up more of the ramen. Hmm.

[puppetcrumpet]

Bro's lip twitched and finished collecting his ramen. "I'm training Doll in the art of flashstepping," he told Terezi. Yeah, it was an attack, but an attack with a purpose. He then lifted the bag of chocolate chips.

"Hmm, making chocolate chip cookies, Doll?" he asked.

[hollowbutnotempty]

Doll nodded again quickly, pleased that Bro understood. Yes, cookies! See that smile, Bro? That's evidence that Doll loves the idea of baking those cookies!

Which is probably all it'll be, in practice: making the cookies. It couldn't possibly have been going shopping for all of this food for itself; it had no mouth with which to eat. And since when did plastic toys need food anyway? But the making of said snacks was probably the goal anyway, so it probably didn't matter so much....

[puppetcrumpet]

"Do you know how to?" he asked. Making cookies was hard. Using an oven was even harder. There were usually recipes on these bags for chocolate chip cookies, so he's moving the bag around to see if he can locate the recipe.

[hollowbutnotempty]

"....."

Doll looked from Bro, to the printed recipe, and back to Bro again. How would it not know how, when the how was clearly stated on the chocolate chips package, right there? It pointed at the printed recipe again. Yes, it knew how. That said how, see, Bro? There were directions!

To be fair, "just follow the directions" was perfectly reasonable in theory. It was the part where Doll didn't understand yet that when the recipe called for two cups of something, it didn't mean two drinking cup-fulls of it. Or how to turn on an oven. Or--

Well, anything, really. At least it was able to look at the list of ingredients and know what they were, and that it shouldn't get too little of each of them.

[puppetcrumpet]

This was going to be the most interesting cookies in the world.

"Well, then let's see, all-purpose flour," Bro read. Then he blinked, "What the hell is the difference between all-purpose and self-rising?"

He's looking at the contents of Doll's cart to see what Doll already has.

[hollowbutnotempty]

Doll shrugged, thinking about it... and then gestured, something small in its hands that expanded upwards a bit, and a questioning look. Maybe it went up? Made things get taller, or lighter? Such cookies were appealing to Doll; it turned and started looking for the flour in question on the shelf beside it.

The cart, meanwhile, had all sorts of things in it that were clearly not listed on that label, like marshmallows, tropical-flavored Mentos, and Swedish Fish. Looks like a certain toy had decided to simply grab whatever struck its fancy and put it in the cart.

It had managed to get eggs and butter and vanilla already, as well as the chocolate chips; Bro had those right in front of him.

Doll looked back at Bro and patted something on the shelf, a bag of self-rising flour. It gestured again -- tall, rising-into-the-air little something in its hands -- with a hopeful look.

What, was it hoping for antigravity cookies or something?

[puppetcrumpet]

Antigravity cookies would be amazing and he's all for it. "Yeah, let's try that instead."

He pulled down sugar and baking soda. "Why does it call for two different sugars?" He pulled out a box of brown sugar, too, must make them extra sweet.

Bro really knows nothing of baking.