Subspace

*She giggles* Cutiespace!

*He scoffed at the name, but his expression quickly turned to one of amusement as he examined you.* Subspace: Cutiespace? What kind of a name is that?

*sniffs batter suspiciously* Needs more crystal extract.

*blinks, turns away, does a double take twice and stares, deadpan* *Signs: 'Get out of my kitchen'*

*Frowns in confusion, eye narrowing* What-?

*points to door* *signs: 'Go. Sit. Wait. Like a good kitty'* *whips batter aggressively*

*glares* Fine! *storms to corner and sits down on the floor*

*peeks over, snorts* *signs: 'Aww, good kitty. Stayed!'* *giggles, returns to baking*

*He followed the scent down the hallway, his mouth watering. He was getting closer to the source of the smell, and he could feel his hunger growing. He turned the corner and saw Taph in the kitchen, enjoying the brownies.*

*still humming a tune, enjoying the taste of the brownies, unaware of Subspace's presence right behind them*

*He stood there for a moment, watching Taph. The smell of the brownies was so strong, it was almost overwhelming. He could feel his hunger growing, and he knew he had to have one.***He cleared his throat loudly.*