Snippet #1654299

Taara looked surprised when Jonathan went storming off into the other room growling about how terrible it was that they demanded biscuits. There was noise in the kitchen as he threw things around looking for the biscuit jar when he suddenly poked his head through again.
"I am NOT making a bloody cake!!!" he shouted and disappeared back into the kitchen. Taara giggled a little at this comment entirely for the randomness of it all. There was more noise and then Jonathan reappeared with a jar which he set on the table before slumping into his chair. She frowned a little confused. 'He must like our company otherwise he wouldn't get all this stuff for us.' she decided at last.
"Thank you Jonathan." she said politely and took one, taking a bit she widened her eyes. "These are delicious!" she said amazed and nibbled on it more rapidly, though she was careful not to make it seem rude. "So how do we take out the Dark alices? We will need all the help we can get, especially when we have to face that maze. There's no telling what will happen."