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She scanned the brilliant blues that met her gaze, fishing for anything that would suggest a positive agreement with her idea. If she had to crack out her skills of persuasion, so be it; after all, the treat would not be something to regret making. And then she saw it. The tiniest indication that the blonde was hesitant and a possible negative reaction would ensue. It was all written in the slightly wavered smile. Anya was not about to let that happen. βIsnβt that a killer name? Come on, you have to try them!β Not allowing a second to shut down the opportunity, the brunette was already rummaging around for a baking pan. Her eagerness caused her to be on the clumsy side; several other cooking pots clattered like bells while tumbling out of the cabinet under the sink. Itβs what she got for being impatient. With a slight huff, she stowed the extras away and placed the one they would use on the island.
Focusing her attention on the other woman, her expression shifted with the smell of bullshit in the air. βGroovy? What are we, Mystery Inc.?β Did her opposite normally have that type of vocabulary or was she trying too hard? Not a moment later though, Anya flashed a toothy grin. βOh my god. Now we have to make them.β It looked like the blonde had said βsexβ instead of 'sluttyβ, her face flushed a rosey hue that made Anya comically laugh. βIt was an Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polka Dot Bikiniββ The ghost lightly sang, but abruptly stopped as soon as she started. With a sway of her hips, more laughter bubbled out before she tried to patch up her attention span. βSlutty brownies, theyβre like, uhβ¦β Snapping her fingers as if it would help jog her memory, she could feel it at the tip of her tongue. βTheyβre a layer of oreo, cookiesβno, wait! A layer of cookie dough, oreo, and then brownie batter!β She corrected, wanting to get it right. βOnce itβs ready itβll be so good! Maybe add a little ice cream on top?β She was looking for some enthusiasm over something that would make many disagree due to the level of sugar. βOne bite and youβll orgasm, which you look like you could use.β A playful wink followed, throwing out the comment on purpose. It was her attempt at selfishly trying to gain amusement from whatever reaction the blonde would have next.
Subtle amusement shifting to soft concern as the pots and pans fell, Penny uncrossed her legs and lifted herself slightly from her seat to look over the counter and find the other woman on the floor --- though as it seemed her opposite was fine, setting the cooking instruments back in place, she lowered herself back into her seat. She wasnβt used to this level of energy, quite honestly, as she spent most of her time hidden away; it was like stepping out of a library into an amusement parkβ¦ well, maybe not that extravagant, but nearly. The shift was confusing yet exciting; and God bless her, it had the gentle spiritβs attention. Since her opposite had brought the cookbook over, Penny hadnβt really a chance to allow those upsetting thoughts thatβd been hovering about her head to come back βround. Not once.
A slow, curious lift of her brow at the brunetteβs mention, β Mystery Inc. β, it took her a moment, but she finally caught on. Ah, yes. Scooby Doo. Penny could recall the excitement of the brand new cartoon the year sheβd died... and over the decades thatβd followed, sheβd caught the show a few times when any of the owners had brought televisions into the house. β I suppose we could be, β the innocent blonde teased, β like Velma and Daphne? β The thought had her grinning. Vision detached from her oppositeβs then and she looked down to the pan thatβd been placed on the counterβ¦ though sights were soon brought back up as she heard the girl begin to sing. Like a welcoming melody, itβd entered her ears. She lit up as she recognized the lyrics, too --- her prior, wide grin lowering into a genuine smile as amusement glistened in the deep bluesβ of her eyes. One of the best songs of her decade, Penny hadnβt heard it for years. That sweet smile keeping on, she watched the other woman happilyβ¦ though once she abruptly stopped, Pennyβs head jerked in the subtlest of manners, involuntary, as if something sheβd been grabbing for had suddenly slipped between her fingers.
It was a moment after that her eyes flickered to the counter top, the uncorrupted ghost slowly allowed her smile to slip away. Soft, cold hands brought together upon marble, she kept her sights down as she idly twiddled the tips of her fingers in thought. Long eyelashes fluttering at the sound of the brunetteβs bubbled laugh, however, Penny brought her eyes back up and allowed her smile to reappearβ¦ though not as bright as before. She listened closely as the treat was described to her, and slowly, her mouth began to drop. In a moment, she relinquished a laugh with her expression twisting. Pure sugar, thatβs all she heard. β Goodness! β It sounded catastrophic; she felt sheβd get cavities just from hearing about it --- but Penny was open-minded, keen to try it out, especially now.
Bright blue hues shot back to meet her chocolate brown ones at her comment --- look almost holding that of surprise; so candid to someone as pure and demure as herself. A moment of searching the other womanβs eyes, Penny couldnβt help but turn a softer shade of red. It was a first, of course. Sheβd only received comments like that from the men of the house. Regardless, it had a bashful giggle slipping past pink glossed lips. β It, um, sounds deliciousβ¦ and totally packed with sugar, β she managed out past the soft giggles still emitting from the back of her throat, β But Iβve got a pretty big sweet tooth, so it evens it out I think. β Still sporting rosy cheeks, that smile wouldnβt cease even as she stood from her seat and brushed the ends of her white, knee-length dress before bringing her hands together. β I can gather the ingredients, if youβd like? Which would you have me fetch first for these Slutty Brownies? β
βI would love to continue to challenge myself by trying different things. Action, drama, comedyβ¦ I would be grateful to do any and all of it if someone is kind enough to hire me! I have such a wonderful time on The Originals though, because I get to play Rebekah in so many different periods. Iβm a little spoiled.β
Anya had been muttering to herself throughout her search. βThatβs not itβ and 'where the hell is itβ were repeated under the brunetteβs breath. Worst of all it had been practically right in front of her the entire time. βRight here! I havenβt seen one of these in ages.β Anya strolled over with the book already propped open and balanced on her left arm. The idea of baking anything seemed ridiculous at first, but it grew more and more appealing than having to smell the usual take out that people ordered around here. βMy dad used to say, 'if you can read, you can cookβ. Guess weβre about to put that to the test.β Anya finally tore her gaze from a cookie recipe to get a look at the blonde who appeared to be mentally elsewhere. βEverythingβ¦okay?β Tilting her head, her thoughts were briefly pulled from the activity. It didnβt last long. As she waited for an answer, something else interrupted her attention. Much like an imaginary lightbulb flashing above her head, she gasped and bounced on her tip toes with a sudden spark of an idea. βOh, you know what we should make? Slutty brownies! I doubt theyβd be in here though.β She gave the cookbook a tap with her finger and set it on the counter.
A hopeful smile as it seemed the other girl had, in fact, found a cookbook, Penny lifted her shoulders slightly to encourage a cheery mentality --- a small shift in her seat on the stool at the island as the small brunette approached, the icy blonde fastened a friendly grin so as her opposite would return to a beam of light rather than a rainy cloud. Bright blue hues went to the literature on her arm, a growing smile as she caught the word βcookieβ on the page. Oh, perfect. Penny could very well go for some snickerdoodles right about now.
That smile stayed as she looked back up to meet the girlβs eyes... though at her question, a small falter at the corners of her lips. She was about to answer: a simple, βMhmm!β, or βNever been better!β Both may have been LIES but she didnβt want to come off as a party pooper now... especially to someone so full of energy --- and the bouncing brunette was just what she needed to take her mind off things. Unable to speak her piece, however, as it seemed the other girl had hopped right back to the main subject, Pennyβs brows went up, lips parted as she watched the girlβs expression.
Expelling a light laugh, the kind spirit grinned in her direction, β Oh! Slutty brownies! Groovy! β She returned, trying to match her level of enthusiasm --- however, after a moment, she paused. β ...Wait, I-Iβm sorry, did you sayβ¦ slutty brownies? β Her innocence exceeded her, truly. Cheeks growing red, the sugar cube sported a bashful grin; sheβd never heard such a thing. β Iβm, um, picturing little chocolate squares in tiny bikinisβ¦ β A genuine giggle emitted into the air, Penny brought the tips of his fingers up to cover her lips, eyes closing briefly in the laugh. What a gas. Surely, that wasnβt what they wereβ¦ surely, but she couldnβt help but laugh thinking it was.
#tdhu:task Β» [ task 003 ] β penelope hoover + soundtrack
my saving grace; a playlist for the blessed beauties cursed to eternally breathe in ice, the betrayed sisters and the lonely souls.
It came in like a THROB across her entire entity; a squeeze, a pull, pain in a place most tender. Penny closed her eyes, a small grip at the counterβs edge as it passed. What happens to a spirit when the object they haunt is out of reach? Well, Penny could tell you their sense of belonging begins to deplete; heartache and anguish. For months itβd been this way --- like a piece of her soul had simply vanished; she was broken. Her suspicions on just where the object sheβd attached herself to rested on a man named Charlie, who seemed to have disappeared at the very same time. In some ways she preferred this; the man so set on dying on the property... if him having her ring meant heβd stay away, chosen to live, then so be it. Though this had been the most painful experience of her afterlife, itβd encouraged her to seek others out... mainly because she couldnβt bear to be alone.
Sitting in the kitchen, two tears had managed to escape her in her anguish... but the girl was quick to reach up and wipe them away before the other had a chance to see. She hadnβt sought someone out just to cry in front of them, after all. She wanted happiness, companionship, a distraction; couldnβt take the pain anymore, she couldnβt. To bake was the activity sheβd suggested they do --- it was something sheβd remembered doing with her mother. Surely, itβd help. β Have you, umβ¦ have you found the cookbook yet? β She asked, clearing her throat. The icy blonde only hoped her opposite had their hands on it already so she could get to baking rather than to grieving.

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Christine, Hugo, Alex, Chandler, Teddy, Janie
send 6 characters/people and iβll tell you who i would;
do the sexy loveβ’ with: β¦oh. oh, myβ¦ i, umβ¦ i-i supposeβ¦ mr. langdon? oh, dear.
sacrifice myself for: oh, there are so many i would give my life for. christine, i suppose? she is a perfect angel and i care for her dearly. oh, but janie, and needs to be cared for as well, to have someone there, ready and willing to take that leapβ¦ oh, goodness, i donβt knowβ¦
kick: alex. oh dear, only very lightly! and i would immediately apologize for she deserves nothing of the sort. sheβs an absolute sweetheart.
take to prom: um⦠hm, chandler? if she would have me. i⦠i feel she may make things a bit easier for me, and in so, give me a chance to actually have a spot of fun.
abandon in jurassic park: β¦teddy. oh, but i would return to side the moment after!
push off a bridge: janieβ¦ only to get her out of harmβs way. and, of course, i would immediately appear at the bottom to catch her.
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Iβm not the type of person to give up on someone. Yes, sometimes I get really mad and upset so I need a minute to cool off but Iβll never abandon you. I donβt leave people. And I think thatβs why it always hurts so bad when people leave me.
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#tdhu:task Β» [ task 002 ] β penelope hoover + appearance
β an angel will die, covered in white. β