Kitchen Chaos?

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Desinex glanced around the 'kitchen' area, frowning. She had never seen a human kitchen before, and wasn't quite sure what to make of it. "Okay...where should we start?" She glanced at her current partner in crime.

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"Woooooo!" Kimchee spins in place till she falls down, then blinks and squints in the direction she's pointing. "White thing!"

White thing being the fridge....

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Desinex raises an optic ridge before heading over to the white thing, inspecting it for a way to open it. Her expression brightens once she finds a groove in the side of the front part that allows the front part to swing open. "..." Desinex isn't quite sure what to expect from the inside of the fridge.

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"Hmmmm." Kimchee lands on her shoulder, still dripping soot, and stands to study the neat rows of boxes and bottles before giving a little snigger and diving in.

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Desinex shook her head, beginning to pull out boxes and examining them before tossing them behind her.

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Most of those boxes are either empty, or full of some sort of white powder. But one actually contains energon treats of a sort that might not be familiar to the blue femme, and is nothing familiar to the little one who is currently prying the lid off a TF sized bottle of ketchup.

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Desinex continues to toss boxes after examining their contents, but hesitates upon finding the energon goodies. This box is examined in more depth, before Desinex takes one of the treats out to give it an experimental taste.

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Flavor explodes on her sensors, delicate but at the same time intense and multi-faceted. This isn't something you'd probably want to eat a lot of... but it is definitely something one would want to savor.

"Hmmm, icky goo not squishie food..." murmurs Kimchee curiously, examining the red glop on her hand.

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"Eeek!" The tiny femme freezes and looks up at her at the sudden movement. "Tsk. Dumbdumb."

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Desinex razzes Kimchee, before resuming the savoring of the energon treat.

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Kimchee razzes back heartily, then tips over into the box and starts nibbling a different treat.

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Desinex reaches into the box, grabbing another treat for when she finishes the first, which happens moments later. "These are really good, huh?"

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"Yummy yummy yummy dummy." Kimchee folds her wings and continues nibbling.

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Desinex chuckles, shaking her head. At this point, she really doesn't care if she gets caught with her hand in the goodie box. "Think there's anything else worth taking out of the cupboards later?"

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"Ack! Ack!" Kimchee swats at the big hand, but then manages to fall into it from the upright and stationary box.

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Desinex chuckles a bit, "take it easy...I'm not going to hurt you..."

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"Spinnnnnyyyyy!" :p Tiny hands grip hers.

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Desinex chuckles again, before standing up and subspacing the bottle she found earlier. "I wonder if there's anyone to pester?"

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"Trippy dippy do dah.... Dumbdumbs."

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Desinex chuckles, before heading for the nearest door, not quite sure if it's the one she and Kimchee came through earlier. "C'mon. At the very least, we can see if we can't get the greenhorn medic to twitch."

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The scowl continues for a few moments, but then the tiny face brightens. "Pesterfesterhesteryeah!"

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Desinex's grin is mischievious as she pushes open the door to head out into the rest of the mansion.

"So, pick a direction and see where it takes us?"

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"Yerp!" Kimchee points at the wall in front of them.

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Desinex raises an optic ridge, before looking around to see if there's a door that would allow them to go that particular direction. "I don't think I can go through walls, Kimchee..."

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"Oo?" Those beady red optics look up at her with an intently stoned expression, but then the tiny femme turns her head toward one of the doorways a little distance down the hall as voices reach them as though from above. "Dumbdumb WakeJumper."

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Desinex blinks a bit before she tilts her head, listening. Moments later, a wickedly mischevious grin is on her faceplates. "Let's go see how high the greenhorn can jump..." She begins making her way down the hall as quietly as she can, towards the voices.