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Kate grinned stupily, pretending she'd intended to make it sound like she wanted to eat the bird. She used her finger to rub Blades belly, as if reassuring him that there was no other bird she'd love as much as him. He cocked his head to the side and glared back at her for ruffling his feathers.

"I have no idea what a pigeon roll is." Kate smirked thinking of pigeon shaped bread buns. "Sounds yummy though. I have held a pigeon one time. I didn't realize it was hurt at the time. It was super cold and it was sitting outside the door to my work. Uhh, I worked alone at the time. Anyway-"...

"Ooo pretty. Hi Neet Neet." Kate said grinning at the chubby bird. It was about the same size as her own shoulder chicken, but the added feathers made Neet Neet so much rounder.

"So, we gonna get this donut rollin? Let goo!" Kate said standing abruptly as she downed the rest of her coffee.

Kate chuckled. "You know the first time I made kraft dinner the noodles were so over done they disolved before you had a chance to chew them. All you gotta do is try again." (Also a true story. i see autocorrect is trying to make you sound anxious this morning) Kate lifted her free hand and...

Kate gasped, envious of Amer's skills. "I've made souffle once and the colder air of the kitchen sucked it down into the dish. It was good, but squished. How do you make it not sink? Does it have to cool in the oven?"

Kate grinned barely able to believe that Bri couldn't cook even that. "Oh, that's easy. Of course you can. I'll show you how." She said, instantly regretting volunteering to cook at all, she knew if she did it even once it would be her job permanently. She sighed accepting that she'd likely end...

Kate reluctantly rolled off her giant stack of pillows and made her way to the mugs. She raised an eye brow at the large collection of mugs all with unique writing on them. She didn't care what was written on it. A mug was a mug, shape and weight was what mattered. The square ones though cool...

Kate scowled at the noise maker. Opening a black hole next to her with a point of her finger.

Kate assists by carding and spinning the unending kitty wool supply, so Bri has enough.

Kate grinned and nodded. And since the planning stages seemed to be complete she found a stack of feather pillows to flop on.

Blade ripped a hole in the fabric of space and retrieved the candy necklace from z-space. Dropping it in Kate's hand as he flew past and landed strutting on the floor with his chest puffed out. The child vortex was ignited by the sight of candy. The 4 munchkins merged into one being, spinning...

Blade flew after her. He was a good roo boy, he would follow her forever until he accomplished his task. (You're not used to spoof craziness at all are you. :D )

Kate's eyes lit up, literally glowing brilliant blue, "BLADE. FETCH." she commanded. Her gaze fixated on the candy necklace.

Boy yeets the chidders out the door.

Boy yelled after her, "Hey you're supposed to take the kids."

Boy grinned, "Suuuure. Kids! Your moms friend wants you to go on the adventure with them! Get dressed!" He yelled back into the house, he turned back to her and took the Switch back still smiling. "They can't have this. But I can."

Kate cringed as the mop moved toward her head. She was going to let it happen, no sense fighting it, but she wasn't going to enjoy being bopped by a questionably clean mop. "I thought we were making plans. But alright, seat of the pants works for me too." She said shrugging. She didn't know...

(hehehe, I can work with this.) When she finally did arrive at Kate's house Mr. Boy opened the door screeching children running rampant in the back ground. "She's not here. She went to "The warehouse". What ever that means. He then handed her a nintendo switch and told her she could keep it...

Kate blinked at Roo, realizing she'd said something that didn't make sense. "Good point." She said sticking her face back into her cup to pretend she didn't just tell a bunch of thieves and murderers not to do the murdering while she helped them do the thieving.