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[littlest_lord]

_{[When the broadcast starts the image above is shown with a short accompanying tune before it fades away to show Ciel and Oz looking rather dapper as they sit at a fancy little table with tea and pieces of cake. Both are smiling as they greet the feed as Ciel begins to address it.]}

Good Morning Siren's Port! Both Oz Vessalius and I, Earl Ciel Phantomhive, would like to welcome everyone to Funtom's Cake Challenge! Three teams will be pitted against one another to bake and decorate the most elaborate, captivating and delicious cake they can for the grand prize of one thousand dollars to each individual member of the winning team.

But, Ciel! Don't forget, if they fail to finish their cake in time, they'll forfeit the money. [ he sips at his tea ] Isn't there a charity we could give it to instead? [ mmhmm. he's doubting the team's ability to finish. Are you really going to take that? ]

Well, there is the Newcomer Fund, but surely one of the teams will win. Each team will be judged by our team of five judges consisting of Gabriel, Madam Red, Xerxes Break, Allen Walker and Franziska Von Karma. Do your best - they will not be judging your creations lightly.

[ Oz's eyes go wide ] That's quite a list and it certainly won't be easy for our players to make an impression on our judges. [ do some of them even taste their food? But then he giggles. ] Should we warn them to stay on their toes? I know of at least one judge who likes to show up in the oddest places. [ yes, Break. That's you. He has high hopes for you! Just don't eat all the cake. ]

Batter will fly and so will mixing spoons, I believe. Keep your wits about you, contestants, the whole port will be watching!

And don't forget, if you see something you like -- or dislike -- send in your texts, your comments, anything! Our contestants won't be responding, but they might just see something to egg them on because, that's right, they'll be able to see and hear every word of it too as we'll be broadcasting the stream right over their heads.

Honestly, I'm looking forward to it. Things could get really interesting, don't you think?

_{[Ciel nods in agreement, lifting his teacup off the saucer.]} I do. May the best team win - let the competition begin!

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[TEAM ONE: ANGEAL, ASCH, KEVIN & LARRY]

[littlest_lord]

[southernreaper]

[Kevin shows up without Mimsy, but wearing short sleeves and without gloves. He's got a new earring on his left ear, but he says nothing about it and shoves hair out of his eyes.

Before stepping into the kitchen area, he pulls back the hair and ties it up into a tail on the back of his head. (Yes, it looks utterly ridiculous. He doesn't care.)

He's looking through his recipes as the others show up.]

Hey, y'all. I'm Kevin.

[not_the_dreck]

[Asch is already there with Angeal and he looks even more pissed off and about ready to flip tables than usual. Why?]

[Because Angeal made him cut his hair again.]

[HE HAD JUST MANAGED TO GROW IT OUT TO A DECENT LENGTH. WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO HIM?!]

[When Kevin approached was when he was really set off. He paused, staring for a long moment, before pointed an accusatory finger at him... while directing his rage at Angeal.]

Why couldn't I do that?!

[mentors]

[Asch dude, if you got it trimmed on a regular basis, he wouldn't have to act like your mom, he promises. Angeal isn't but a few steps behind him, greeting Kevin with a raise of his hand before the redhead explodes on him.]

You had your choice, Asch. It's not like I really forced you.

[He has his own trimmed up as well, though, so don't feel bad man. ANYWAY he'll make his way over to Kevin, to look over at the list of names on their team.]

Either of you know a Larry?

[not_the_dreck]

...

[Asch paled at that, a strange look on his face. Well, he only knew one Larry... and... he hoped it wasn't him. Please. Let it not be that loser...]

[laurice]

[Sorry, Asch, that loser is striding over toward you guys right now with this big smile on his face and a cheery wave.]

Hiya, Team One! Larry Butz, reporting for baking duty!

[southernreaper]

Howdy!

[Wearing an inhibitor makes Kevin a lot more sociable.]

So, I was thinkin' o' makin' a checkerboard cake. Maybe a white soaked in a raspberry liqueur, with chocolate? Whatcha think?

[Yes, he can do that.]

[laurice]

Hey, that sounds great!

[Larry gives him a thumbs-up.]

I've done my share of baking and I'm one of the chefs of LG, so this should be a piece of cake! Get it?

[BA DUM TSS.]

[mentors]

[El Oh El.]

Right. Well we seem to have plenty of baking experience between us, what about decorating? [He isn't very well versed in anything too fancy but he is a quick learner.]

[not_the_dreck]

[Asch wanted to crawl into a hole and die. This was going to be a complete disaster, he knew it...]

Don't look at me. I can cook, but I've never had to make it fancy.

[laurice]

Don't worry, decorating's easy, as long as you know what you're working with and what you wanna do!

[Look at him, he seems pretty dang confident.]

[southernreaper]

[Kevin's already starting to put the ingredients for the cakes together.]

Most I ever do is frostin' outta a can. Anythin' else, an' I'm pretty well worthless. Bakin's my area.

[Don't worry, Asch. Even if they lose, the cake will taste awesome.]

[mentors]

Well you seem pretty confident about it, Larry. When we figure out what we are doing, maybe you can give us a crash course.

[Taste awesome and hopefully look good!]

[not_the_dreck]

[Asch is just groaning privately. Larry designing something... even though they hadn't interacted a huge amount, he already knew this was guaranteed to be a disaster...]

What flavors are we doing? That should be the most important thing at this stage.

[laurice]

We've got chocolate and raspberry liqueur...is there white chocolate in this thing too?

[Asch, if there's anything Larry can't not never mess up, it's cooking. How else has he stayed with LG for this long?]

[southernreaper]

[Kevin shakes his head.]

I think, if'n we put white chocolate in it, it'd be overpowerin'.

But, the white'll take the raspberry liqueur a lot better'n the chocolate an' will be subtle enough. Plus, the checkerboard'll be pretty.

C'n any o' y'all decorate cakes? I ain't never tried.

[mentors]

Well, if Larry wants to show me the basics while the cake is in the oven, I could probably do a pretty good job on it. [Him and Kevin have that in common, Angeal isn't big on anything super fancy- He is a little too fugal to work with things like that on a regular basis. And then it hits him-]

If we are doing a checkerboard cake, maybe the outside should match? [Or, they could go for something... chess related?]

[not_the_dreck]

[...that really sounds awful; he wants to say as much, but he seemed to be out numbered here. He shook his head, started getting the ingredients together anyway. He could at least get the cake part cooking while they tried to figure out what the heck to do with it.]

[laurice]

Are we doing vanilla instead for the white bits?

[Larry turns to Angeal.]

And sure, I could teach you a bit! If we have time, I could probably whip up some little pieces too.

[southernreaper]

I was jus' gonna do a plain white cake, yeah. Once the liqueur soaks in it might be a bit pink, but the vanilla won't overpower the raspberry.

[That's important okay?]

I think ya should try t'make pieces. It'd be interestin'. I c'n handle this, if'n y'all wanna do the decoratin'?

[laurice]

I could help you with the baking too if you need an extra pair of hands and I'm not teaching Decorating 101.