I'm baacckkkkkkk!!!

Raziel: * looks at the chapter title* A /seasonal\ chapter. Oh joy.

AF: No shout outs for this chapter-

Raziel: * looking at his ...er, claws* She's consumed too many items of sugar to be coherent. Run while you still can!

AF: Now that's just silly.

* the lights brighten, and AF and Raziel can be seen to be in a large kitchen, that just so happens to be in the Sanctuary of the Clans. Raziel is wearing a pink frilly apron belted very small-*

Raziel: * glaring at the pinkness* You hate me, don't you.

AF: * pauses in admiring the stainless steel set of knives* You know, I think I've seen the infomercial of these. Dreadful things, those infomercials. *adds the inventor of infomercials to her list of people who will get IT, forgets about the list completely, then looks at the distraught Raziel* Of course not. You just need some innocent joy in your life. Unlife. Or is that death? * shrugs*

Raziel: * eyes crinkle* Your just mad I won't let you have Kain in your fics, aren't you.

* AF growls, but says nothing. Actions, however, are completely different. Such actions include: attempting to rip off Raziel's head, throwing formerly admired set of knives at Raziel, wincing when the knives missed him completely and skewered yet another random Dumahim, then thwacking Raziel soundly on the head when he collapsed in a fit of laughter, and doing absolutely no damage, other than to her poor hand.*

AF: * glares at the still chuckling blue form at her feet* Let's get started, shall we?

Raziel: A cooking show? You? * laughs harder* Remember what happened last time you tried to create a recipe?

~~~~~~~flashback~~~~~~~~~

*in the very same kitchen*

AF: *stalks in muttering* I refuse to pay that much for chocolate! I'll just make my own! * opens the cupboard and glares at the contents* Milk chocolate has ... * grabs the unsweetened coca* ... coca and ... * opens the fridge and looks for the second ingredient, ignoring bottles filled with an all to obvious red liquid* milk. * pours the milk and unsweetened coca into a pan* Now all that's left is to wait for it to harden. On second thought, I want a milkshake. *wanders out*

* who should come in but the brothers themselves*

All: *see a pan of chocolate ((now hardened))* Mine!

* through a long and very funny fight that the authoress found too long to record, each of the brothers got some. And promptly realized it was unsweetened ((trust me, not good tasting!))*

~~~~~~end flashback~~~~~~~~~

Raziel: * shocked that such a fancy thing such as a flashback has found its way into one of AF's fics* When did we get one of those?

AF: * pats him on the head* As much as I love your voice Razzy-boy, I won't let you lecture me.

Raziel: * sighs* Amazingly, you're still mad. * shakes his head and groans* What are we cooking, o mad chief?

AF: * ecstatic maniacal grin* Peeps.

Raziel: * wrinkles up his forehead* Peeps...?

AF: * nod* Peeps it is then.

Raziel: You don't cook Peeps.

AF: Yes you do.

Raziel: * slight scowl* Peeps are sugar coated marshmallows. How do you cook them?

AF: * grand fanfare* Like so. * pulls out boxes of Peeps and a microwave*

*****RECIPE FOR PEEPS******

* a parent's assistance is nice for all the lifting and carrying required. It's also fun to watch their faces when you tell them your Peeps NEED to be cooked!*

1) Take a box of Peeps

2) Remove 1 Peep from the box

3) Insert into a microwave, WITH A LIGHT SO YOU CAN SEE INSIDE

4) Set microwave foe 1 minute

5) WHILE WATCHING THROUGH WINDOW, start the microwave

6) Enjoy!

******HAVE FUN KIDDIES! ********

AF: There you go! A fun and new way to take pleasure in the prolific spreading of sugar and dyed objects to throw at annoying muses who won't let you have your favorite character in your own fics!!!!!!!!!!! * throws yellow and red eggs at Raziel only to miss and bean a random Dumahim* GGGGGGRRRRRRR!!

Raziel: * long suffering sigh* I already told you. If I let Kain into your fics, you would do whatever he wanted you to do!

AF: ...your point? I want bishie Kain!

Raziel: NO! Go start your new fic!

AF: *walks out of the kitchen while muttering* I want my bishie Kain.

Raziel: Finally, she's gone! Hehehe. I'm gonna cook me a Peep. * grabs a pink Peep chick and sticks it into the microwave. Just as he hits the start button, the power goes out* Great, just great. *wanders out of the kitchen to watch AF start her new fic ((It'll show up... eventually))*

((You have to try the Peep recipe! Truly a recipe worthy of LoK fans! And please go review chapter 4 in the Cursed and the Damned. Please? * throws random sugar products in hopes someone is moved to pity))