 not throwing away my shot | Slytherpuff | roll for initiative | woof you ❤
Elena was overjoyed to be visiting with Auntie Zinnia over the Christmas holidays. She'd been over to her house before, of course. As a friend of both of her dads, Elena had grown up considering her as much of an auntie as her actual aunts and uncles. And when Elena heard a story about how she did aerials, she had demanded to learn. It intrigued her, the grace and the artistry parallel to dance in her mind. And Elena loved dance.
Her tatko dropped her off, and after some chatting among the adults she shooed him away, insisting that she would be fine and promising to behave and whatnot. She was ready to get on with it. And for some girl time.
Elena was immediately drawn toward the food laid out, even before it was offered to her. How could she resist it? "It smells good!" It wasn't unfamiliar; a kitchen filled with yummy smells and good snacks. Her daddy liked to cook and bake and she was always happy to taste. Elena was most intrigued by the crostini. She wasn't positive what was on top of it, but it looked delicious so she was eager to find out. She bit into it and sighed in pleasure. "Delicious," she declared with her mouth full. Oops. She gave a thumbs up and finished eating before speaking again. "I love it." |