Downstairs Again
May. 18th, 2012 11:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crossover_chickNo, something hasn't gone wrong with Chester -- I'm actually on him right now. Our router has decided to die, so in order to get any internet, I've got to be plugged in directly down here. Fortunately it'll just be for tonight, I hope. Dad plans to get a new router in the morning.
-D: At least you can keep on your own computer.-
Indeed. The pleasures of having a laptop sometimes. . . Anyway, I'm trying to complete a few prompt tables, so let's have a 25 Foods:
3. Cake Batter
Victor knocked gently on the kitchen door, wondering if the person he sought was inside. He hadn’t seen Alice at all today – the pawns had assured him she was here at White Castle, but he hadn’t caught so much as a glimpse of her boots. He really hadn’t been seeing much of her in general – with their wedding rapidly approaching, she’d thrown herself into getting everything prepared. Victor was really starting to miss her. “Alice?” he called. “Are you in there?”
“Victor!” Alice flung the door open and pulled him inside. Victor only just stopped himself from falling over in his surprise. “Perfect timing. Ask him,” she added over her shoulder.
Victor shook his head, trying to process what had just happened. “Ask me what?” he said, brushing his hair back from his face and standing up straight again.
“About the cake!” the White Queen said. She, Susan, and a few of the royal cooks were lined up at a flour-strewn counter, with whisks, spoons and other instruments of baking at the ready. “We’re ready to start making it, but Alice hasn’t yet decided on the flavor.”
“You all know that I don’t particularly care for sweets,” Alice said. “Victor is the one you’re really making that cake for.”
“Do you have any suggestions for us, Master Van Dort?” Susan asked.
Victor’s head was still spinning. They wanted his opinion on something? After the proposal, he hadn’t really been involved with planning the wedding. He’d been informed by multiple people that it was “women’s work.” While Alice had to choose flowers and have a dress made and prepare a menu for the breakfast, Victor’s duties seemed to consist of showing up, remembering the ring, and saying his vows correctly. Nobody seemed willing to trust him with anything else. (Remembering his disastrous rehearsal with Victoria, he was honestly surprised they trusted him with that much.) To be suddenly asked what he wanted for something, even something as simple as the cake, was a shock. “Er – I like chocolate,” he blurted.
Susan frowned, arching an eyebrow. “Chocolate? Traditionally, the wedding cake is a white cake,” she said.
Victor wilted a little. “Oh,” he muttered. He should have known he’d say something wrong.
Alice, however, was frowning severely at her aunt, arms folded. “Aunt Susan, there’s not much point in asking his opinion if you’re not even going to consider it,” she chided. “If he wants chocolate, I say he should get chocolate. After all, he’s getting married too.”
Victor felt a fresh swell of love for his girlfriend. It was just so nice to have someone who was willing to stick up for him. Bolstered by having someone on his side, he straightened and gave Susan his own frown. “She’s right. It’s my wedding too, and you asked what I wanted. Besides, who cares about tradition in Wonderland?” Glancing over at Alice, he added, “Now, if you didn’t want chocolate, that would be another matter.”
“It – it still seems a little odd for a wedding,” Susan said, looking discombobulated.
“Why can’t we put both flavors into the cake?” the White Queen said, looking between them. “I’m sure my cooks could manage it.”
“A marbled cake?” Victor thought about that for a moment. “Actually, I think I like that even better. What do you think, Mrs. Liddell? A good compromise?”
Susan started to nod, then stopped and blushed. “No, you were right before,” she said, chastened. “It’s your cake and your wedding. You pick what you like. I’m sorry, Victor – it’s just this is usually the providence of the bride and her friends. Most grooms don’t even seem to care about wedding plans.”
“Well, I probably would be completely lost during most of it,” Victor allowed with a small smile. “But I do know desserts. And I think marbled would be best.” Alice nodded her agreement.
“Wonderful!” the White Queen said with her usual bouncy cheer. “All right, everyone, let us begin!”
The cooks promptly got to work assembling the cake batter. Victor was impressed by their efficiency. They even already had all the ingredients out!
Wait. All the ingredients?
Alice noticed it too, and gave her friend a bit of a look. “Do you just enjoy watching us all argue?”
“No, no, I just want to keep the proper order of things. You seem to get confused whenever I live ahead of you.”
“I wouldn’t mind knowing what our next brilliant idea will be for this cake,” Victor half-joked.
The White Queen beamed. “Let’s do sugar butterflies instead!”
-TTV: Alice doesn't like cake? This is obviously an AMA Alice.-
LOL, yes -- and it's less that she doesn't like cake than that she can take it or leave it. This is a "Solicitor's Ward"-verse fic, which is probably obvious by the AMA-style Alice and the pair of them getting married in Wonderland. I'm thinking that the book "8 Simple Rules for Marrying My Daughter" inspired this one -- one of the author's friends in the book is obsessed with getting the couple to choose a chocolate wedding cake. (Fortunately, they like chocolate too.) I'd already decided Victor and Alice should have a marbled cake for their wedding, so I played around with the concept. After all, when most people think of wedding cakes, they think white or vanilla cake.
-M: Otherwise known as "kinda boring cake."-
LoL, yeah, I suppose. It tastes fine, but I'm with Victor -- give me chocolate any day.
Anyway, the story itself is just a bit of wedding-themed fluff with some Looking-Glass humor near the end. I love playing around with the idea that, thanks to being able to remember things forward and backwards, the Looking-Glass people are always one step ahead of everybody's arguments. Much to the others' annoyance. XD The sugar butterflies she mentions at the end are also part of Victor and Alice's wedding cake, at least for this verse. I thought it would be cute.
-VuM: What was somebody gonna suggest?-
I think Victor was going to suggest doing butterflies in the icing -- you know, just drawing them on. But he immediately gets on board with the 3-D idea, so to speak.
-VD: You need to draw this wedding cake one day.-
That and Alice's wedding dress, yeah. One day, maybe. . .
Hope you enjoyed that! I'm off to -- well, get my bathrobe. I'm a little chilly, to be honest. Might get my headphones too, see if I can get some better sound quality for listening to music. . .
-D: At least you can keep on your own computer.-
Indeed. The pleasures of having a laptop sometimes. . . Anyway, I'm trying to complete a few prompt tables, so let's have a 25 Foods:
3. Cake Batter
Victor knocked gently on the kitchen door, wondering if the person he sought was inside. He hadn’t seen Alice at all today – the pawns had assured him she was here at White Castle, but he hadn’t caught so much as a glimpse of her boots. He really hadn’t been seeing much of her in general – with their wedding rapidly approaching, she’d thrown herself into getting everything prepared. Victor was really starting to miss her. “Alice?” he called. “Are you in there?”
“Victor!” Alice flung the door open and pulled him inside. Victor only just stopped himself from falling over in his surprise. “Perfect timing. Ask him,” she added over her shoulder.
Victor shook his head, trying to process what had just happened. “Ask me what?” he said, brushing his hair back from his face and standing up straight again.
“About the cake!” the White Queen said. She, Susan, and a few of the royal cooks were lined up at a flour-strewn counter, with whisks, spoons and other instruments of baking at the ready. “We’re ready to start making it, but Alice hasn’t yet decided on the flavor.”
“You all know that I don’t particularly care for sweets,” Alice said. “Victor is the one you’re really making that cake for.”
“Do you have any suggestions for us, Master Van Dort?” Susan asked.
Victor’s head was still spinning. They wanted his opinion on something? After the proposal, he hadn’t really been involved with planning the wedding. He’d been informed by multiple people that it was “women’s work.” While Alice had to choose flowers and have a dress made and prepare a menu for the breakfast, Victor’s duties seemed to consist of showing up, remembering the ring, and saying his vows correctly. Nobody seemed willing to trust him with anything else. (Remembering his disastrous rehearsal with Victoria, he was honestly surprised they trusted him with that much.) To be suddenly asked what he wanted for something, even something as simple as the cake, was a shock. “Er – I like chocolate,” he blurted.
Susan frowned, arching an eyebrow. “Chocolate? Traditionally, the wedding cake is a white cake,” she said.
Victor wilted a little. “Oh,” he muttered. He should have known he’d say something wrong.
Alice, however, was frowning severely at her aunt, arms folded. “Aunt Susan, there’s not much point in asking his opinion if you’re not even going to consider it,” she chided. “If he wants chocolate, I say he should get chocolate. After all, he’s getting married too.”
Victor felt a fresh swell of love for his girlfriend. It was just so nice to have someone who was willing to stick up for him. Bolstered by having someone on his side, he straightened and gave Susan his own frown. “She’s right. It’s my wedding too, and you asked what I wanted. Besides, who cares about tradition in Wonderland?” Glancing over at Alice, he added, “Now, if you didn’t want chocolate, that would be another matter.”
“It – it still seems a little odd for a wedding,” Susan said, looking discombobulated.
“Why can’t we put both flavors into the cake?” the White Queen said, looking between them. “I’m sure my cooks could manage it.”
“A marbled cake?” Victor thought about that for a moment. “Actually, I think I like that even better. What do you think, Mrs. Liddell? A good compromise?”
Susan started to nod, then stopped and blushed. “No, you were right before,” she said, chastened. “It’s your cake and your wedding. You pick what you like. I’m sorry, Victor – it’s just this is usually the providence of the bride and her friends. Most grooms don’t even seem to care about wedding plans.”
“Well, I probably would be completely lost during most of it,” Victor allowed with a small smile. “But I do know desserts. And I think marbled would be best.” Alice nodded her agreement.
“Wonderful!” the White Queen said with her usual bouncy cheer. “All right, everyone, let us begin!”
The cooks promptly got to work assembling the cake batter. Victor was impressed by their efficiency. They even already had all the ingredients out!
Wait. All the ingredients?
Alice noticed it too, and gave her friend a bit of a look. “Do you just enjoy watching us all argue?”
“No, no, I just want to keep the proper order of things. You seem to get confused whenever I live ahead of you.”
“I wouldn’t mind knowing what our next brilliant idea will be for this cake,” Victor half-joked.
The White Queen beamed. “Let’s do sugar butterflies instead!”
-TTV: Alice doesn't like cake? This is obviously an AMA Alice.-
LOL, yes -- and it's less that she doesn't like cake than that she can take it or leave it. This is a "Solicitor's Ward"-verse fic, which is probably obvious by the AMA-style Alice and the pair of them getting married in Wonderland. I'm thinking that the book "8 Simple Rules for Marrying My Daughter" inspired this one -- one of the author's friends in the book is obsessed with getting the couple to choose a chocolate wedding cake. (Fortunately, they like chocolate too.) I'd already decided Victor and Alice should have a marbled cake for their wedding, so I played around with the concept. After all, when most people think of wedding cakes, they think white or vanilla cake.
-M: Otherwise known as "kinda boring cake."-
LoL, yeah, I suppose. It tastes fine, but I'm with Victor -- give me chocolate any day.
Anyway, the story itself is just a bit of wedding-themed fluff with some Looking-Glass humor near the end. I love playing around with the idea that, thanks to being able to remember things forward and backwards, the Looking-Glass people are always one step ahead of everybody's arguments. Much to the others' annoyance. XD The sugar butterflies she mentions at the end are also part of Victor and Alice's wedding cake, at least for this verse. I thought it would be cute.
-VuM: What was somebody gonna suggest?-
I think Victor was going to suggest doing butterflies in the icing -- you know, just drawing them on. But he immediately gets on board with the 3-D idea, so to speak.
-VD: You need to draw this wedding cake one day.-
That and Alice's wedding dress, yeah. One day, maybe. . .
Hope you enjoyed that! I'm off to -- well, get my bathrobe. I'm a little chilly, to be honest. Might get my headphones too, see if I can get some better sound quality for listening to music. . .
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