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[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[Accidentally knocking your fancy... something over.]

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[ialsohaveacow.livejournal.com]

[Oh no, not the whole rack of test tubes! (Each tube contained a bit of festively colorful liquid.) Fortunately, Walter doesn't seem to have noticed yet; he's singing along to an opera record.]

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[The only reason Kronk wasn't happily singing along was because he didn't want to push his luck on his very first day at his new job; not many scientists wanted to hire an assistant who couldn't read or write or... think his thoughts all that well. And stuff.]

Uhhh... mister? I got all this green and pink and blue stuff on my arms... is that bad?

[ialsohaveacow.livejournal.com]

[He looks up.]

Oh dear, was that the nitro-hydrochloric acid?

[He steps away from his notes to come see.]

I see you're not suffering from aqua regia's highly corrosive effects...

[Now he dips a finger in the spill on the table and tastes it. And smiles.]

Hmm! Strawberry. I must have mixed up the rack for the aqua regia with my other project.

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[Kronk didn't understand any of that, except the strawberry part! Licking his hand off.]

Hah, my hand tastes like strawberry too. Are you baking a cake? DO I GET TO HELP?

I already did my chores, I fed your cow friend and I mopped the floor too! [Was it now time for cake?]

[ialsohaveacow.livejournal.com]

Excellent!

That wasn't for cake, but I spent quite some time perfecting a recipe for devil's food cake. Do you like it? Of course you do; everybody loves devil's food cake.

We're going to need to pick up some ingredients though.

[swanballerinas.livejournal.com]

Oh dear! [yelps and tries to catch the vase]

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[Oh no, it was that creepy nice lady from earlier! Kronk did get all the stains out of her tutu.]

That was a close one! I guess I was just so excited to show you your clean dresses that I forgot to watch where I was going and stuff!

[swanballerinas.livejournal.com]

[beams and sets the vase back on it's table] Oh, thank you! I was so sure my dresses were ruined! [gets all the way up on her tiptoes and then hops up a little to give him a kiss on the cheek]

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[This was Kronk's very first kiss from a lady that WASN'T Yzma his mother!]

Oh oh, I want another! [Eagerly poking at his other cheek.] And then another. And then...uh.

And then cookies. [Cookies where a logical next step; he'd have to bake them himself though.]

[thneed-need.livejournal.com]

*Catches his mixing bowl before it hits the floor*

Erm, I guess it's a little tight in here....

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[Kronk was a bit too big for this tiny little kitchen.] ...I'm sorry!

[thneed-need.livejournal.com]

Don't worry about it. At least you're not eating my butter or using my toothbrush.

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

...Oh yeah, that's true! [Half his butter was probably gone though. Kronk liked to put butter with jam and... just eat that. It was wrong.]

[ialsohaveacow.livejournal.com]

[Oh no, not the whole rack of test tubes! (Each tube contained a bit of festively colorful liquid.) Fortunately, Walter doesn't seem to have noticed yet; he's singing along to an opera record.]

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[The only reason Kronk wasn't happily singing along was because he didn't want to push his luck on his very first day at his new job; not many scientists wanted to hire an assistant who couldn't read or write or... think his thoughts all that well. And stuff.]

Uhhh... mister? I got all this green and pink and blue stuff on my arms... is that bad?

[ialsohaveacow.livejournal.com]

[He looks up.]

Oh dear, was that the nitro-hydrochloric acid?

[He steps away from his notes to come see.]

I see you're not suffering from aqua regia's highly corrosive effects...

[Now he dips a finger in the spill on the table and tastes it. And smiles.]

Hmm! Strawberry. I must have mixed up the rack for the aqua regia with my other project.

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[Kronk didn't understand any of that, except the strawberry part! Licking his hand off.]

Hah, my hand tastes like strawberry too. Are you baking a cake? DO I GET TO HELP?

I already did my chores, I fed your cow friend and I mopped the floor too! [Was it now time for cake?]

[swanballerinas.livejournal.com]

Oh dear! [yelps and tries to catch the vase]

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[Oh no, it was that creepy nice lady from earlier! Kronk did get all the stains out of her tutu.]

That was a close one! I guess I was just so excited to show you your clean dresses that I forgot to watch where I was going and stuff!

[swanballerinas.livejournal.com]

[beams and sets the vase back on it's table] Oh, thank you! I was so sure my dresses were ruined! [gets all the way up on her tiptoes and then hops up a little to give him a kiss on the cheek]

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[This was Kronk's very first kiss from a lady that WASN'T Yzma his mother!]

Oh oh, I want another! [Eagerly poking at his other cheek.] And then another. And then...uh.

And then cookies. [Cookies where a logical next step; he'd have to bake them himself though.]

[thneed-need.livejournal.com]

*Catches his mixing bowl before it hits the floor*

Erm, I guess it's a little tight in here....

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

[Kronk was a bit too big for this tiny little kitchen.] ...I'm sorry!

[thneed-need.livejournal.com]

Don't worry about it. At least you're not eating my butter or using my toothbrush.

[that-kronk.livejournal.com]

...Oh yeah, that's true! [Half his butter was probably gone though. Kronk liked to put butter with jam and... just eat that. It was wrong.]