11th

[kinpika]

[Oh yes, a potion of youth.

Of course the king who owns everything has this in his treasury. But while he's out, he decides to take a detour for ice cream. And other sweets.

But that detour has other detours. The boy king stops at every house along the way, knocking at the door. This is doubly sure if he knows who's there.]

Hello? Hello? Is there anyone home today? I want to talk.

[Of course, you can catch him at home too.

But fair warning. This post may contain hugs. Just saying.]

Comments

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

I have the original chocolates.

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... oh... I never thought of getting the original chocolate before... do you have eggs and other ingredients that are better than Mayfield's, too...?

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

I might!

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... I'll make the cake if you do...

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Maybe next time!

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... okay...

... I'll make beer and sauerkraut fudge cake, then...

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

I really don't think I'm going to eat any of that.

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... okay...

*she's just... going to start making that cake*

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Uwah...

[oh god, need to get out of the house]

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

*make haste, young king. Missing one arm may slow her down a bit, but she's rather set now*