09-24-2018, 08:47 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family: arial; line-height: 109%; text-align: left; color: black; padding: 20px;font-size: 12px;"]it probably came to no surprise that a healthy, young and hyperactive child like linux absolutely loved food. mostly sweets really; things like frosting and sprinkles that solidified sugar for the snowy kitten to eat were all the kinds of things that linux loved to gorge on. but more recently other cuisines such as soups and pasta meals had caught linux's eye, due to the busted TV in linux's home for some reason now replaying a bunch of old episodes of a cooking show presented by a lovely lady. looking past that sheen of static waves, she spoke a human language and the alabaster child couldn't understand a word she said, but linux took care in trying best to emulate the ways in which the strange lady cooked various kinds of soups. the best was chicken. it had a homey aroma, and when served hot it warmed the child from their head to their toes.
passing on by the slowly gathering group around mirabella, linux's ears pricked up at the last remnants of the girl's announcement - that she was going to host a cooking class. exciting! spurred on by the prospect of food, linux bounded over to the group as her ebony cloak danced almost as gleefully in the wind's embrace. as the child arrived she didn't really look out to the faces of those who had already expressed their interest and linux really just sat wherever. when the ivory child looked over to baku though, indignantly the child produced a small soft toy hiding among the pockets of linux's cloak and set the toy in between the pair. it pleased linmux enough to calmly just watch on mira's class. "what kind of food are we gonna' be makin'?" linux's gaze was a shiny display as the child dreamed all of the delicious things that the class could be making today.
passing on by the slowly gathering group around mirabella, linux's ears pricked up at the last remnants of the girl's announcement - that she was going to host a cooking class. exciting! spurred on by the prospect of food, linux bounded over to the group as her ebony cloak danced almost as gleefully in the wind's embrace. as the child arrived she didn't really look out to the faces of those who had already expressed their interest and linux really just sat wherever. when the ivory child looked over to baku though, indignantly the child produced a small soft toy hiding among the pockets of linux's cloak and set the toy in between the pair. it pleased linmux enough to calmly just watch on mira's class. "what kind of food are we gonna' be makin'?" linux's gaze was a shiny display as the child dreamed all of the delicious things that the class could be making today.