shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

u cant burn pasta wtf

 

At least nothing is on fire...

 

It. STICKS. To the edges. And burns.

-Stir stir stir the sauce, don't break the sauce, don't break the sauce.-

 

tf kinda pot you got you dont need to stir pasta it stirs itself through the bubbles

 

-The sauce breaks and starts curdling.-

 

i've burned pasta.

 

-insert inner monologue about honor, law, and guilt about pasta here-

 

u can BLOAT pasta but you literally cannot burn it if you cook it in water. thats not how pasta Works

 

-Clover turns off her part of the stove, picks up the pot, walks a little ways away from everyone, and CHUCKS the pot of sauce to the ground.-

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

 

well thats my cue to shut up forever sorry yall

 

-what would the arrin-ken say were they here-

 

YOU'RE not the one who ruined the sauce like an! IDIOT!

 

idk i probably somehow am tbh

 

-perhaps the dark judge himself would make a ruling. nemesis. accursed one with the darkling glamor though she has not seen the master's house like her brother has-

 

Rawneth says nothing but she's clearly laughing.

 

-She just sits down and angry frustration cries.-

 

-GUILT-

 

no srsly hear me out

it wouldntve burned if i wasnt runnin my big fat mouth right therefore Everything is My Fault

*Nods sagely.*

 

-She just. Makes a bowl of mac and cheese.-

Naw, I was distracted.

 

and WHY were u distracted might i ask

#wannabe-lawyered