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puckandpie) wrote2016-01-24 05:54 pm
puckandpie) wrote2016-01-24 05:54 pm
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a weighty request [dated for 1/22]
Not only have I been asked to bake pies for Dean Winchester's birthday, but I've been asked by Derek and Dean's husband, a real life actual angel. Derek asking me would have been enough for me to say yes, of course, but being surprised by an angel had made thinking of any other response absolutely impossible.
Again, not that it was really on the table to begin with.
I have two and a half days to get them all done and I'm not really worried, but I have work tonight and I'd like to film and edit something for my vlog at some point tomorrow so I need to get started. I'm elbow-deep in the mix for the salted caramel cookie pie when I hear a light knock on my door.
"Oh, one second!" I call out, quickly wiping my hands on my apron after I set the bowl aside and hurrying to the door.
I feel a smile break across my face when I see who it is, immediately holding the door wide to let him in. "Jack! Hi! Come in."
Again, not that it was really on the table to begin with.
I have two and a half days to get them all done and I'm not really worried, but I have work tonight and I'd like to film and edit something for my vlog at some point tomorrow so I need to get started. I'm elbow-deep in the mix for the salted caramel cookie pie when I hear a light knock on my door.
"Oh, one second!" I call out, quickly wiping my hands on my apron after I set the bowl aside and hurrying to the door.
I feel a smile break across my face when I see who it is, immediately holding the door wide to let him in. "Jack! Hi! Come in."