Aya slowly reached up to wipe the cookie dough off her eye. Slowly because she was still deciding if she wanted to be angry or amused. There was dough dripping down her front, gooping in her hair, smutched on the ceiling...and it was all Leon's fault. Yep, totally his fault.
"What have I told you about cleaning weapons in my kitchen?" she asked quietly. An accidental discharge had shattered her mixing bowl and exploded her cookie dough. Her future cookies were ruined! Ruined! And she'd so wanted chocolate chip cookies straight from the oven...
She scooped another sweet, chippy bit off her other eyes so she could glare properly, then pointed her wooden spoon at him dramatically. "You shall pay Leon Kennedy!"
"What have I told you about cleaning weapons in my kitchen?" she asked quietly. An accidental discharge had shattered her mixing bowl and exploded her cookie dough. Her future cookies were ruined! Ruined! And she'd so wanted chocolate chip cookies straight from the oven...
She scooped another sweet, chippy bit off her other eyes so she could glare properly, then pointed her wooden spoon at him dramatically. "You shall pay Leon Kennedy!"