"Can you please stop throwing my CD's around?" Alaska asked as Penn went rummaging through her collection of CD's.
"Why? You have the weirdest combination of music ever." Penn said, "I've seen Russian bands, French singers, even a few English groups." She laughed when she picked up another CD. "Tokio Hotel? Oh just wait until Prussia sees this!"
"He, like you, would laugh and then talk about how 'Vogelchen's little girl knows awesomeness when she sees it'." Alaska predicted, "I have a cake in the oven so you're leaving my bedroom now."
"How did you connect those two thoughts?" Penn asked
"I have to get the cake out of the oven, and your not going to be in here alone." Alaska said before getting up off her bed and grabbing Penn's arm.
"What? Wait! No! My Tokio Hotel! No! I'll be back!" Penn said as she tried to get back to the CD's.
"Probably will be in about half an hour." Alaska said with a sigh, "Need time for the cake to cool before we frost and eat it."
"What kind of cake is it?" Penn asked
"What kind of cake do I make with you around?" Alaska answered the question with one of her own.
"I'm coming my German Chocolate baby!" Penn said before rushing past Alaska into the kitchen. Alaska shook her head and laughed when she saw Penn jumping up and down next to her oven.
And then there was cake and more teasing about Alaska's music collection.
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