Sep 17, 2013
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*Queues and reblogs five-ish things from you before realization hits of who that url belongs to* *Blinks* *Dies in fits of laughter* I approve xD haha
THANK YOU!! I love it, too! Appropriate URL is appropriate
azskyrider replied to your post: Not Captain Swan, but I figur...
Aww she’s cute though! Lovely job!
Thank you Casie :D
azskyrider replied to your post: Because abandoned barns are m...
This is lovely, Ashley! I love this sort of thing. Old barns and houses and just… old stuff.
Thank you Casie!! :) I'm seriously the same way. If it's old or abandoned there's a 99% chance I want to take a picture of it. Haha.
Killian Jones, Prince Charming, and 20. *slinks away cackling*
20. Cookies
"Batch number 10," Emma said, setting down the tray of cookies between the two men. She’d volunteered their services when she decided she needed to at least try to hone her baking skills, since they were pretty lacking. With how excited she seemed to try her hand at it, they couldn’t exactly bring themselves to say no to her.
David reached out his hand hesitantly, still slightly queasy after the ninth batch. Looking to Killian, who was eyeing his cookie like it might attack him. “Over the lips and past the gums,” he muttered as he bit into it.
Killian bit into his as well, trying to keep his face from betraying the flavors that coursed through his mouth. “I think,” he started, looking up at Emma with the best smile he could muster, “it could do with less salt.”
David could only nod, not trusting himself to say anything. After Emma smiled at them and turned away, he reached for the nearest napkin, spitting the cookie into the napkin and downing the rest of his glass of milk. “Can you get food poisoning from this?”
Killian mustered the strength to swallow the bite before making the face he’d wanted to since the cookie had hit his tongue. “Something tells me we’ll be the first to find out.” Giving David’s shoulder a slap, he couldn’t help but laugh. “It was nice knowing you, mate.”