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[healedbythelight]

[There's a loud slam as the journal seemingly falls to the ground, starting the recording function. The first thing it picks up is stumbling, followed by frantic screaming. Loud, frantic screaming.]

F-FIRE! FIIIRE!

The bread machine is on fire!

[And cue hurried footsteps as Cheria rushes off to try and find water. She tried putting bread that was already buttered into the toaster, in hopes it would save time and make the toast tastier. Suffice it to say, this didn't end well.]

Comments

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[drawnbythesword]

[Asbel doesn't know that either, and thus it sounds like a fantastic idea to him.]

So... a toaster that can make sandwiches? ...That sounds like a great idea! I'm sure Pascal can do that!

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[healedbythelight]

We should ask her, some time.

[Now all we need is a machine that can make curry and Asbel would have everything he needs to survive. But Cheria rather likes cooking for him, so let's not bring that up.]

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[drawnbythesword]

We should probably tell her not to add any unnecessary features to it, though... I'd rather our sandwich toaster didn't fly.

[If Cheria suggested that, Asbel would go on a rant about how curry can only be properly made by a pair of hands full of love and passion for the fine food.]

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[healedbythelight]

[Cheria chuckles at that.] She'd probably add a rocket launcher as well.

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[drawnbythesword]

...You really think she could fit a rocket launcher inside it?

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[healedbythelight]

I would not be surprised if she could.

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[drawnbythesword]

...You're right, she probably could.

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[healedbythelight]

[Now Cheria's actually picturing a flying, fire-resilient toaster equipped with rocket launchers.]

Perhaps... we should check the store for an appropriate toaster before asking Pascal.

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[drawnbythesword]

[The one Asbel was picturing had lasers, too.]

We should probably get a new one anyway. I think this one's finished.

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[healedbythelight]

Ah... Yes. It is. [She casts another glance at the charred hunk of metal.]

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[drawnbythesword]

[...Yep, that thing's totaled.]

...I guess I should go get one now, then. [Maybe you should turn on the power too.]

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[healedbythelight]

[Bah, who needs power?] Oh, you don't need to do that. I can go out and get one, myself.

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[drawnbythesword]

No, please, Cheria. I'm sure you must be shaken up after that experience, so I'll take care of it. Don't worry yourself over it.

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[healedbythelight]

No, I can do this. Really. It isn't any trouble at all.

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[drawnbythesword]

No, really, let me do this.

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[healedbythelight]

Asbel. Surely you don't think I'm incapable of going to the store.

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[drawnbythesword]

N-no, of course not! I just think I should be the one to go!

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[healedbythelight]

But why should you- [She breaks off, shaking her head. There's just no point.] ... How about we both go?

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[drawnbythesword]

[...Oh. That's a good idea, actually.] ...That could work.

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[healedbythelight]

All right. Then, shall we go?

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[drawnbythesword]

[Well, that's settled. Asbel gives her a smile.]

Yes, let's go! [Toasters are serious business.]

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[healedbythelight]

[To the store!]

I wonder what sort of toasters they have. Perhaps something with a nicer color.

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[drawnbythesword]

...A nicer color? What's wrong with a white toaster like the one we just had?

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[healedbythelight]

We could get something to match the dinner plates. Sky blue, for example.

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[drawnbythesword]

Sky blue... [...Hmm... But he really likes that white.]