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[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Sure."

"Naturally," she said with a grin.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Then that shouldn't be a question."

James sighed like it was a big issue. "I knew it."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Fine, you can be serious at times."

"What are you going to do about it?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Thank you."

"Hmm. I'll think of something."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"I suppose you're welcome."

"You do that."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He nodded. "I'll settle for that."

"Thanks for the permission."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

((oh man, thought i replied))

"Good."

"You are very welcome."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

((happens to me all the time))

He nodded again, and they walked in silence for a while. Then, "Honestly, isn't there anything I could do to help you?"

"I'm glad of that," he said, still rummaging through the cabinets.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"About what?"

"Great. Find anything?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"How many things would you admit that you require assistance to fix?"

"Things," he murmured vaguely, setting some packages aside for use later.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"I don't need to fix anything, really."

She picked some of them up, turning them over to see the labels. "Interesting."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"So you don't want to put an end to your potentially suicidal tendencies?" he asked, raising a skeptical eyebrow.

"What, is that not how you make cookies?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"I don't think anything can be done about those."

"I guess so."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

Still, he was skeptical. "Nothing at all?"

"Do you have a better list of ingredients?" he teased.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Nope," he said simply.

"Oh, shush you."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Forgive me if I do not believe you."

He zipped his lips and went about preparing cookie dough.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Of course you don't."

She smiled and slid down from her perch on the counter.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"How come you don't think anything will help?"

"Hello."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Because I've tried, believe me."

"How are you?" she asked, wrapping her arms around him.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Tried what?"

"Just wonderful," he replied, grinning. "How are you?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"To not be suicidal and all."

"Perfect."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Yes, how?"

At that response, he paused in his flour measurement to turn and face her. "Is that so?" he asked with a smile, tapping her nose with a flour-covered finger.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Positive thoughts and such."

"Hey," she laughed.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"That's never enough."

"If you don't want me to touch you," he teased, lightly kissing her, "Let me know."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Yeah, now I know."

"Not with flour, anyway," she said, scrunching up her face.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Honestly, Edward," he said, shaking his head. "If you don't want to live like this, how do you want to live?"

"But flour is delicious."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"I haven't figured that part out yet."

"Not on my face."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"And I take it human isn't one of your ideal options?"

"You sure?" he teased, kissing her nose to get the flour off.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"I don't think it's possible."

"Pretty sure," she smiled.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Well, it exists, if that's what you mean. Up in Japan, they have those sort of resources."

"Well, fine. No flour for you, then," he said, minding his own space.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Yeah? How do you know?"

"Not even in the cookies?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He shrugged evasively.

"Maybe in the cookies."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Have you tried?"

"I hope so,"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Maybe once."

"I could always work around the flour."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"What happened?"

"Well, you go do that, I'll just go take a nap," she said with a grin, heading to the living room.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"I decided not to use it. Still have it, though, somewhere."

"Careful, I think someone's already napping."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"What is it?"

"Oh, I guess you're right," she said, stopping short and looking over at Mimi.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"It's a miniature bunch of flowers. Inhale and you're human again."

"Go on to your room, then, if you need more sleep," he suggested. "I'll find you when I'm done here."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"That's...odd."

"You certainly will," she teased, heading off.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Yeah. My friend went through with it, though. She was fine."

He laughed. "Glad you have such faith in me."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"And she's a human?"

Naturally, or rather, because I wanted it to happen to wake Mimi up, Ray tripped over an overturned chair. She managed to poof a pillow on the ground to avoid hitting her face too hard but the impact was still loud. Ray froze and then looked over at the couch, hoping she hadn't woken up the sleeper.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Yeah."

That is an excellent decision. Mimi jolted awake and scanned the room. "What, what happened?" she asked, pretending she hadn't just been in a deep sleep.

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Hmm, okay."

"Uh, hi Mimi."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"I don't think I'm ever going to use it, though," he continued, sighing.

"Hi, hi, hi," she said, still searching the room for some sort of threat. "Is there anyone I have to stab?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"So what do you plan on doing with it?"

"No, it's just Ray. And James is making cookies in the kitchen," she said quickly, sitting up.

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

He shrugged. "I dunno. Guess just hold onto it. I was thinking about getting rid of it, but that would be rude to just destroy it."

"Is he putting raisins in the cookies?"
"Hell no."
"Then no stabbing for me."
"Thanks!"
"Don't sweat it." She turned back to Ray. "Did you fall over?"

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

((i have to go soon D:))

"So give it back?"

"Indeed I did."

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

((awwww))

"That's also rude."

"Oh. For a second there I thought the sky was falling. Weird dreams."

[Just Plain Ray, Cause it's nine in the afternoon...]

"Hm, I suppose that's unfortunate for you."

"Ah, yes. How'd your nap go?"

[Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?]

"Is it, you say?"

She shrugged. "Not great."