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[Does Nice even remember this guy anymore?? BECAUSE OZ SURE REMEMBERS NICE and even though he's been valiantly combating weird Cerealian shit this entire time, he's also definitely not forgotten about his weird, weird promise...

Which is why Nice will be getting a voice mail this morning!]

Nice! It's Oz! Call me back when you get this message, okay?

Edited (oh my god i forgot time in cereal is weird) 2015-05-10 10:18 (UTC)

[Nice sure does remember Oz, but he's pretty surprised when he hears from him anyway. Because...he hadn't really thought Oz would be able to come up with anything different -- but he had to have, if he was contacting him now, right?

????

So he'll answer Oz:]

Yo. What do you want?

[So...polite.]

[Ah, the refreshing bluntness of his new friend Nice...]

I have something for you to try when you have the free time. I worked really hard on it!

[Kind of... In between screaming about every weird thing happening at the same time.]

Edited 2015-05-14 07:13 (UTC)

[Poor Oz...why did you befriend someone like him]

Oh, is it one of those new dessert things? Did you actually do it?

[??? He's actually surprised about this.]

[The true question of the hour...]

It is, and I did! I told you that I would, didn't I? [And he just sounds so very proud?!] So, when are you free?

I don't know, I'll have to look at my busy schedule and see when I can make some room.

[.....Nice please. But he'll pause, as if he's actually looking at his schedule.]

Looks like I got nothing going for a while.

[what has he done to land himself with a friend like Nice]

Good! Then you can come over whenever, since I have some ready right now. It should keep for a while, though!

[who knows...]

Oh, really? Where do you live, then?

[That's important, ok. And he's definitely wanting to take up Oz on the food offer right now.]

Do I get to know what it is before I get there?

I live- [insert apartment building, floor and room number here!] -so it's not that hard to find!

[As for the question...]

It has to be a surprise, okay?

[r.i.p nice]

Got it. And I'm okay with surprises, as long as it's not a bad one.

[That makes no sense.]

It's not going to be a bad surprise, right?

[A LONG PAUSE...]

You'll have to judge that for yourself!

[But he'd like to think it's a very pleasant surprise indeed!!]

[Oh lord.]

Ok well, I'm on my way.

[Because he's really curious about the new and unique thing that Oz has up his sleeve..]

[Maybe what should have been said back there is "what has Nice done to deserve a friend like Oz"...]

I'll be waiting!

[AND HE WILL BE, right at the door. Clearly someone is excited.]

[It's okay, weird attracts weird.

But he ends the conversation after that because he's moving to leave, and it's not too long before he arrives at Oz's place.

Well, here we go...and he's knocking on the door.]

[THROWING IT OPEN. HE'S SO EXCITED.]

You came quickly!

[The interior of the apartment... actually smells pretty good?! Whatever it is, it appears to be something sweet judging by scent alone.]

[It does smell good...hm...]

I'm not that far away.

[And he steps in, taking off his shoes at the door and smelling the air. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad???]

So, what'd you make?

I made-- [Wait a second, he needs to get into a better position to present this grandiose dish...

Turning abruptly and running over to the kitchen, where he excitedly slaps his hands down on the counter!!]

I made... dissener!!

[why

That's also definitely pronounced like it's just a mashup between the words dessert and dinner.]

Dissener?

[That. Sounds so weird...and why is he acting so dramatic

why?]

What's dissener?

[He gets that it sounds like a mashup but that doesn't mean he understands it.]

[HE'S ALWAYS DRAMATIC. He's just extra dramatic now to fit the... situation. Or something?!]

It's this!

[AND VOILA!! From the cooling rack, he'll pull out a tray with... SOMETHING WEIRD ON IT. It looks similar to chocolate lasagna, whatever it is, and smells faintly of s'mores...]

Whoa!

[He looks at the chocolate lasagna in awe, looking pretty surprised that it even looks edible.]

What's in it?

[The first hurdle is cleared... He sets the tray back down and then sets his hands at his hips, looking quite pleased!]

Lots of things! I couldn't really figure out how to make an entirely new ingredient- [for the good of everyone here, honestly] -but I did make some new types of old ingredients. Try a piece first and then I'll tell you more about it!

[THAT'S ASKING FOR TROUBLE but he seems confident...]

I guess I'll let you pass this time.

[Nice.

Okay, but he walks over to the tray, and then looks at it --]

A knife or something would probably be a good idea.

[So he can cut a piece and stuff.]

Oh - right!

[OFF TO GET A KNIFE HE GOES and fortunately the dishes get done even in this apartment full of frilly nobles, so there's a clean one waiting to be used.]

How big do you want your first piece to be?

[He considers it for a minute, and he scratches at one of the bandages on his face.]

Pretty big. I want a lot.

[Of course.]

[Diving headfirst into danger, huh...]

All right! This big? [He'll measure out a piece but then start cutting before he gets an answer anyway?! It's definitely sizable... Once he's done, he'll plate it and hold it out with a fork.]

Here you go!

[IS HE READY.]

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