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Warming Up pt. 2
08/14/11(Sun)13:58 No.28712309>>28712203 You stood, confused, shivering on the top step. Mrs. Cake looked over you and quickly assessed the situation.
"Oh my, poor thing, you are just drenched! Come inside, quick!" Mrs. Cake got behind you and pushed, ushering you into the bakery. Still a bit bewildered by the cold, and lack of Pinkie, you stammered a bit as you tried to explain your situation. While you tried to talk, she trotted around you in circles, your sleeve in her mouth. You spun with her for a moment before realizing she was trying to take your coat off.
"Come now deaw, we haff to ged you'we wed cwoves off..." Your coat hit the floor with a hard, wet slap. "Before you catch even more of a chill!" Your face went beet-red at the prospect of stripping before the mare, but she quickly cut in. "Oh! It's fine, dearie! I have some blankets in the closet." You stared at her as she went trotting down the hall, humming a tune to herself and swaying her wide hips to the rhythm. You shake your head for a moment to snap out of your sluggish stupor, and stare down at the rest of your outfit. Your shoes come off first, followed by your socks and your sweater. By this point she comes swaying down the hall once more, happy to see that you are following her advice.
"Good, good. Can't have you getting sick, now can we?" She brushes the blankets from her back on to the floor in front of you and looks up with a warm smile. You smile back awkwardly, stalling for a moment. Upon realizing your hesitancy, Mrs. Cake giggles to herself, "oh, I'm sorry dear! I'll leave you be and heat something up for you." She smiles again and trots towards the kitchen, putting a kettle on the stove and rummaging around some trays. You set about disrobing the rest of the way, and triple up with the blankets.
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