#[[ even Vaggie can't deny the cuteness xD ]]

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@rainbowofsinners sent:

Sure, she wanted his head on a stake. And she took away (most of) his weapons. And his minions that one time. Buuuut he’s trying to be a better person, so he’s presenting her with a peace offering of sugar cookies of her and Charlie holding hands.

“We made cookiesssss for you, purple female!” He’s got that nervous, expectant look with his tongue flicking between his teeth. His hat has the same expression, too.

And by we, he apparently means him and his egg minions, who are all standing behind him in cute aprons, curious smiles upon their faces.

(Pentious @ Vaggie)

When Pentious and his little gang of eggs approach her, Vaggie's first thought is that they have made some kind of mess and now they need help cleaning it up. And, perhaps, the sinner is also hoping that he won't get scolded too much if he fesses up before anyone can find out.

So, when she's faced with that batch of admittedly well made cookies, for a moment all she can do is staring in surprise. It's a little embarrassing, especially considering how obviously caught off guard she is, but that's something she intends to keep for herself and pretend not to have noticed.

"You made...cookies. Of me and Charlie," she eventually says, talking a little slowly, as if she was trying to process the words as she spoke. "These aren't...poisoned or anything, right? Or part of one of your latest paranoid trips?"

Okay, that's a little uncalled for. After all, Pentious has done nothing but behave after Trust Exercises day, so she should give him some more credit. Or at least trust him enough to know that, if the cookies end up making her sick, it's because he sucks at baking and not because he meant to harm her on purpose.

In all honesty, she's very tempted to call Alastor and have him taste them first. That creep can eat everything, so he would have been fine anyway.

However...That's not what this whole Hotel is about. As Charlie always reminds them, this is a place of second chances. So the least she can do is make a little leap of faith.

Besides, the cookies are so freaking cute. And so are the Eggs with their little apron. How can she say not to such a display?

"You know what? Never mind that, let's just..."

Her voice trails off as she picks up one of the cookies and bites into it. The moment the flavour hits her taste buds, her eye goes wide because...holy shit, they are actually good.

"Wow, they are awesome! That's...I mean...thanks for making them. For me."

And now she's feeling beyond awkward, just as she knows the silence between them will be if she doesn't feed some more substance to the conversation.

"I didn't know you were so good at this. Where did you learn? And, uh, Charlie loves sweets, so...any chance you could teach me a little?"