02-26-2020, 02:49 AM
Michael hadn't exactly been hoping for people to start gathering around to take part in gawking at his failure, but he supposed that he couldn't have really expected no one to notice anything. Even though nothing was seriously harmed, the scent of the burnt cake was overwhelming and sharp, and it wouldn't take much for the tang of smoke to draw people over, as demonstrated by the appearance of Roxie, Ska'arq, and Octane. Immediately the dark bobcat winced at the sound of Roxanne's slightly frantic voice, all things considered calmer than he had actually expected her to be. He gave her a bit of a halfhearted toothy smile in response, trying to reassure without words before he thought of how to give a proper explanation. However, Ska'arq stepped in without him even needing to say anything, essentially explaining the situation without any of the little hangups Michael probably would've gotten stuck on. Michael shot the unfamiliar dragon a little grateful look before he sighed, shaking his head, "He's right. Well... about the failed attempt at makin' food part, anyways. It's actually burnt cake, not bread. Although... I guess they kinda both look the same when they're charred to fucking bits." He glared down at one of the little pieces before he flicked it off to the side, watching as a bird swiped it up swiftly.
The male jumped slightly when Octane came skidding over in a hurry, evidently very excited to see whatever the source of the smoke was. Michael wasn't even a little sorry to disappoint, since he was fairly sure Octane might've been hoping for something really thrilling like a giant house fire, given the look on his face. Scowling a bit at the other's words, Michael let out a snort, shaking his head, "No, I'm not trying to start a fuckin' fire. What I was trying to do was bake a cake for people as a thanks for lettin' me stay here. However I somehow managed to fuck that up." He said that particular fuck with a bit more oomph, giving another aggressive flick of his paw to send on of the last crumbs of cake flying. Turning his gaze back to Roxie, Michael explained quickly, "And don't worry, there was no fire or anything. Nothing was hurt, there's now just me... and the horrible little remains of this poor cake."
The male jumped slightly when Octane came skidding over in a hurry, evidently very excited to see whatever the source of the smoke was. Michael wasn't even a little sorry to disappoint, since he was fairly sure Octane might've been hoping for something really thrilling like a giant house fire, given the look on his face. Scowling a bit at the other's words, Michael let out a snort, shaking his head, "No, I'm not trying to start a fuckin' fire. What I was trying to do was bake a cake for people as a thanks for lettin' me stay here. However I somehow managed to fuck that up." He said that particular fuck with a bit more oomph, giving another aggressive flick of his paw to send on of the last crumbs of cake flying. Turning his gaze back to Roxie, Michael explained quickly, "And don't worry, there was no fire or anything. Nothing was hurt, there's now just me... and the horrible little remains of this poor cake."
[glow=#75603C,1,000]" oh, it's a setup, no, no, we won't fall. "[/glow]
— Reggan