Dream 003
Fuu was a child, no more than six years old, and was with her friends in the kitchen of her home back in her own world. Everything was oversized for her, but she had brought out a chair in order to properly reach the counter and was busily playing house.
Fuu wiped her hands on the long pink apron she was wearing over her dress, smearing batter with the flour already on it and looked around from where she was kneeling carefully on one of the chairs they had dragged into the kitchen. "Yukari-chan, please hand me the cookie tray."
"Here you go," Yukari said cheerfully, passing it to Fuu with ease: although still too short to get things out of the higher shelves in the cabinets, she was able to see the top of the counter easily and without the aid of a chair. Her hair was in two braided pigtails and she clunked around the kitchen in a pair of too-big heeled shoes. She knelt down on the floor next to Estelle who was wearing an adult-sized gray sweater and socks over her hands. "Hello, kitty!" Yukari bubbled, petting Estelle playfully on the head. Estelle, also probably tall enough to get things off of the counter without help, giggled and meowed, batting at Yukari's hand with one of her "paws".
Fuu stepped gingerly down from the chair, wobbling a bit as she tried to keep the tray of unbaked and somewhat lopsided cookies balanced. She stepped on the edge of the apron, almost tripping, and slid the tray in the open oven. She closed the door and carefully turned on the heat, feeling a note of pride that she knew how to do so.
The door to the kitchen opened and Flynn strode through it, his suit jacket and sloppily knotted tie hanging too big on his child's frame. "Honey! I'm home!" Flynn called, half-dragging the large suitcase he carried with him over to where the girls were playing.
"Hello, dear!" Fuu said with a smile, hugging him and getting flour on the front of his jacket. "Dinner will be ready soon!"
"We're having cookies," Yukari piped up as Estelle nodded, unable to speak in her current character.
"Mm, that sounds great," Flynn said as he struggled to undo his tie. "Shoot..."
"Let me try, Flynn-chan..."
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*wakes up, torn between being amused and embarrassed although leaning towards the latter* Oh, my...