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[X] Pastries and baked goods for breakfast? Why not? It'll be fun!
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"How," you swish over to the girls theatrically, "do pastries and baked goods sound, my dear?"
"Ah! I haven't had sweets for breakfast since Youmu was a little girl!" Yuyu claps her hands excitedly and throws her arms around Youmu, rubbing her cheek against the hapless gardener's. "This will be so much fun!"
"I do not believe that cakes and confections constitute a nourishing breakfast." Though she offers token resistance you could swear Youmu sounds just a little excited about this.
"Youmu!" Yuyu's expression turns grave, and she straightens up to look the gardener in the eyes. Her voice sounds extremely serious. "There's a separate stomach for sweets!"
While Yuyu's deathly serious focus may have distracted her from the fact, it's impossible to miss the way Youmu mouths the same words her mistress speaks as if they were a well-practiced phrase. How curious...
Yuyu spins about, whisking a bowl off of the counter and hefting it high over her head.
"Now let's get cracking!"
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"Can you fetch that flour?"
"Yes dear." Still full of energy, you snatch up the nearby bag of flour with one hand and swing it over to Yuyu.
"Ah! Wait a moment! I had opened that previously!"
Youmu's warning comes too late as the clean, almost invisible cut in the bag tears wide open, showering Yuyu with billowing clouds of white powder. There's an awkward silence as the flour swirls through the air, but when the dust starts to settle...
"Ooo~." Yuyu floats out of the fading cloud, white from head to toe. "I'm a ghost~! I'm scary~!"
A smile creeps its way onto your face, and Yuyu grins at you. Much to your surprise, however, the sound of Youmu actually
giggling reaches your ears, and you blink in surprise. A quick peek at the girl reveals that she really is giggling, her hands brought to her mouth to hide her smile. Yuyu seems to notice the gardener's mirth and quickly floats over to the girl while making further spooky noises. Once Yuyu draws close enough, she tackles Youmu to the ground, and the two of them collapse into a fit of girlish laughter. You're left standing there in near shock - Youmu has never been this emotive before.
Although, given their skimpy attire, their putting on quite the show for you with their little game. What's the harm in letting them fool around for a bit while you fetch more flour?
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"Put your back into it while you stir!"
The three of you stand around a large bowl, all gripping the same wooden spoon as Yuyu cheerfully directs your movements. She and Youmu seem to work in perfect unison, creaming the contents of the bowl with synchronized ease, and dragging you along for the ride. The lively stirring spatters flecks of the batter about, and the bowl comes close to tipping over on several occasions, but the girls are having a blast. You can see that they're shaking their rears a bit, as if dancing to some tune that only they can hear; the sight is actually a bit distracting, but...
Well, there's no harm in this...
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Youmu leans forward eagerly, watching the contents of the oven through the little window on the stove. She looks quite focused, despite the smile on her face.
You and Yuyu stand behind her a ways, glancing at one another every now and again then turning your attention back to the sight of Youmu's rear shaking back and forth in the air, white panties clinging tightly to her curves. In fact, in all the excitement, and with the radiant heat from the oven, it seems like her panties have started clinging far more tightly than is decent, and you can faintly see certain fascinating aspects of her anatomy. While it's a pleasant sight, you feel a bit guilty; but, then, everyone has their guilty pleasures.
Yuyu reaches forward tentatively, hand poised to pinch Youmu's bottom, but quickly withdraws her hand before going through with the act. She glances at you and nudges your shoulder, cuing you to make your own attempt. But just as your fingers begin to graze Youmu's skin, you quickly pull back.
You and Yuyu glance between each other, repeating the little ritual a few more times. Oh, this is so tempting...
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You watch with interest as the girls roll about on the floor while trying to smear icing onto one another. At some point in the process of applying the icing to the various pastries Yuyu had a mischievous moment, and pretty soon she and Youmu were embroiled in an all-out icing war. Youmu seems to be on the losing end, and soon enough she's pinned down as Yuyu uses the icing to doodle on the laughing girl's face.
Of course, of much more interest is when they need to clean the icing up. Something about watching the girls licking a sticky white substance off of their fingers is a little...
Come to think of it, Yuyu looks really tasty right now. Maybe, if you ever get the chance to fool around with her again, you should bring some icing...
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"Done! Aren't they just lovely?"
Arrayed before you on a truly impressive number of plates is a collection of all the baked delights the three of you have concocted. Yuyu's pastries are distinguished by their rather elegant aesthetics, Youmu's are surprisingly gaudy and decorative, and your own are... round. Every single pastry you were solely responsible for ended up as a perfect sphere. You're not entirely sure how that happened, and the girls seemed rather confused by that as well.
"They do look wonderful, Miss Yuyuko."
The three of you admire your handiwork for a moment longer before Yuyu claps her hands decisively.
"Alright! Youmu, would you please set the table?"
"Yes, Miss Yuyuko!" Youmu skips out of the room with a spring in her step.
Yuyu smiles fondly at the gardener's retreating back, then turns to look at you with an equally soft smile. She reaches over to hook her arms around one of yours, drawing herself close to you and resting her head on your shoulder. "Shall we get seated?"
[ ] Go sit with Yuyu and talk for a while.
[ ] Help Youmu out with setting the table.
