spookyβ₯
HE'S JUST PLUMP AND THATS HOW I LIKE HIM π£οΈβοΈ
A peeling knife is held up, almost in warning. Though with no real intentions... Only in his far off mind.
"What are you getting at, Took?"
spookyβ₯
Everyone say goodbye to Pippin π
Sam mutters something about his simple lunch turning into a feast...
"...Fine, two apple pies and I'll put on some vegetables for mashing and roasting."
A quiet sighing, already exasperated by the Took.
"Fine fine, an apple pie. Go on then, start peeling and I'll get to the dough."