Fear Itself (RP)

"Frosting? And sprinkles?" I muse, arching an eyebrow. "I have to wait even longer!" I pout.

 

Riku: *Facepalms and works on the rest of the cake*

 

(OH.... SUPERCALIFRAGIRLICISPIXIALIDOCIOUS!)

(hahaha I don't think so! -Sneaks out
To do the deed with my bf-)

 

I watch him work, opening up the frosting and putting some on his nose, laughing.

 

()

 

Riku: *Looks at Raven* I'm almost finished... *Adds the sprinkles*
(Still Evil Raven, right? )

 

(yep! Evil Raven's a bit... yeah, right now )
I grin, taking out a knife.

 

Riku: *Watches her carefully, pulling his hands away from the finished cake*

 

"What?" I arch an eyebrow, and notice my reflection in the knife, grinning darkly. "Are you scared...?"

 

Riku: No...

 

"Great! I'm glad you can trust me so easily with a knife..." I run my fingers over the blade, laughing.
"Oops! It's sharp." I pout, examining my cut finger.

 

Riku: *Watches her cautiously*

 

I huff, putting the knife on the counter, and rummage through the drawer. "Band-aids.... where the hell are they?"

 

Riku: No idea... It's your house...

 

(Ahem, the weapon is out of her reach… I SUGGEST RIKU SHOULD GRAB IT! )
"Was I talking to you?" I roll my eyes, and close the drawer, quickly walking to the cabinets. "Dammit… the injury can wait. I want cake!" I ignore my blood dripping to the floor, and get a plate

 

Riku: *Watches her still*

 

"Forgive my rudeness… do you want cake, too?" I ask absentmindedly, getting a second cake.

 

(replace cake with plate )

 

Riku: Um... Very well... *Carefully takes the plate*

 

I take the knife, poised to cut it. "How big of a piece?" I ask.