𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍 𝐗 𝐎𝐂
» in which she find herself tangled up in the brewing battle against paradis and marley. a fight for freedom and control.
#1 snkfanfiction
#3 jean kirstein
[s4 spoilers/manga spoilers]
[started: jun 4, 2021]
[ended:...
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"ARE YOU NOT GOING TO DECORATE YOUR CUPCAKES?" CONNIE ASKED. Maeve looked up and smiled as she shook her head. "No, I'm not worried about it." She awkwardly laughed. Connie squinted his eyes as he stared, trying to pick apart what was wrong.
She turned away from him and walked over to Sasha. "What are you going for?" Maeve asked as she leaned over the counter. "Meat," Sasha smiled down at the cupcakes.
"I wish you the best of luck," Maeve said before walking away to check up on Jean. His back was turned to everyone so Maeve walked around to look. He seemed concentrated, his tongue was pinched between both of his lips while his eyebrows were furrowed.
"You're focused," Maeve looked down at the cupcakes. Jean continued to decorate the cupcakes with focus.
"Is that a goblin?" She stared hard at them trying to decipher what he was doing. Jean picked up the cupcake and smiled. "It's Connie," He placed the cupcake back down. "Well, it looks just like him." Maeve laughed.
Jean nodded his head as he stared. "Doesn't it? I think I'm pretty good at this." He said.
"I'm going to check on Connie," Maeve said while walking away. Jean nodded and glanced back at her, she had already walked away. He turned back away and continued decorating the cupcakes. "Connie come look at this," Jean yelled across the kitchen. Connie turned his head and walked over abandoning his cupcakes.
This left Sasha with the perfect idea, she walked over and began icing one of them herself. Maeve watched as Sasha tried her best to quickly finish. She walked to Sasha and peered over her shoulder. "What's that?" Maeve asked.
Sasha jumped, "You scared me," She mumbled still trying to be secretive. "Sorry," Maeve told Sasha. She waved her hand to dismiss it, and Sasha continued to decorate Connie's cupcakes. "What are you doing?" Maeve asked Sasha softly.
She turned towards Maeve and smiled, lifting the cupcake to her face. "I'm drawing me," She said proudly. Maeve leaned over to take a closer look.
Often she would watch as they fought, only breaking it up before they could get violent. It was entertaining, to say the least, even Jean would watch with her.
"Get away from my cupcakes," Connie screamed as he ran over to push off Sasha. She ran before he could even get remotely close to her.
Connie grabbed a singular cupcake from Sasha's tray and lifted it in the air. Sasha quickly came to a stop and gasped. "Don't you dare," She warned him.
