THE PIE HOLE

[stressbaking]

WHO: stressbaking, lovedthesun & everyone ever
WHERE: The Pie Hole pie restaurant and bakeshop
WHEN: October 1 - 31
WARNINGS: It could vary, though not too high please.
SUMMARY: This log is forever open to fraternize, socialize, and otherwise eat pie in Ned's restaurant. If you would like to make your thread closed to a specific person (be it someone you came in with

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October 1st! Around noon-ish. OPEN!

[gatewhatgate]

[ The Monster closes a bright pink umbrella before entering the Pie Hole. It took him forever to find this place, mostly because "what are these street sign things? :(" and also school. He was pretty pleased to have finally found it, so he was darkness-free today!

His kid human form grinned around at the shop. There were supposed to be pies here.

Delicious pies. ]

[gatewhatgate]

[ The Monster is sitting at a table for four all by himself. He spots her and grins.

Was that his pie! He's so excited. ]

[lovedthesun]

[It is! She sets that and the water down in front of him.] I hope you enjoy your meal!

[gatewhatgate]

Thank you, miss!

[ He starts eating almost immediately, with his hands. ]

[lovedthesun]

[Oh dear.] You're welcome! Call me if you need anything else.

[gatewhatgate]

Okay!

[ Beat. ]

Wait, what's your name?

[lovedthesun]

Shahrazad Al-Rahmman. [She smiles.] What's yours?

[gatewhatgate]

I'm Monster! [ He smiles back. He belatedly remembers to wipe his face with a napkin. ]

[lovedthesun]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Monster.

[stressbaking]

[Ned pops up behind Shahrazad, grinning broadly] Who did you hear that from?

Unsure if I should tag both?

[gatewhatgate]

[ The Monster gives a little start, before grinning back. ]

This kid called Calvin told me when I said I wanted to have a pie-eating party. He made it sound so good!

sure c:

[stressbaking]

Well, I think you'll find the pie speaks for itself. Not..literally.

[gatewhatgate]

It better be good. [ He nods seriously as if to say "because I have high standards", even though this isn't true at all. ]

[stressbaking]

I give you my word. And since I made it, that really ought to mean something.

[gatewhatgate]

Wow, you make the pies?

[stressbaking]

That's me. The pie maker. Ned, is my name.