Booker DeWitt just wants things to make sense. (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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ten_fwd2015-10-09 05:05 pm
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Open to All - To The Market We Go!
Booker was in the shops area, wandering, with Anne along for moral support, peering about, and looking for a last minute birthday gift. He had already gotten one small one, but he wanted more, and he wasn't sure what to get. Despite living with her, he had no real idea what to get to make Elizabeth happy. Though, the way things were going, it looked like it would soon be Samanosuke's job to do that. Maybe. Or later. Maybe.
Kids these days, always so confusing.
So he was wandering with a baby strapped to his chest, in a carrier, and looking confused.
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Closed to Elizabeth: Later that evening.
After a few adventures, and after finally finding what he was looking for, Booker had come back to the rooms, put Anne down for a nap, and then baked a cake. He had found that he could replicate a one time use oven for baking if he wanted. It seemed silly, but it was apparently something you could do. The cake was tall, three layers, with two of chocolate, with one of vanilla sandwiched between the two. And it was frosted with a strawberry-vanilla frosting he had found. On top was a small Eiffel Tower and a ring of candles.
Next to the cake were two packages. The small one, the one he had gotten before, containing a music book for her with easy to learn lessons. The second one contained the present he had found while out. And now he waited for her to get home. Even if her birthday was the next day, he was intending to make sure she got something nice tonight.
Booker was in the shops area, wandering, with Anne along for moral support, peering about, and looking for a last minute birthday gift. He had already gotten one small one, but he wanted more, and he wasn't sure what to get. Despite living with her, he had no real idea what to get to make Elizabeth happy. Though, the way things were going, it looked like it would soon be Samanosuke's job to do that. Maybe. Or later. Maybe.
Kids these days, always so confusing.
So he was wandering with a baby strapped to his chest, in a carrier, and looking confused.
****
Closed to Elizabeth: Later that evening.
After a few adventures, and after finally finding what he was looking for, Booker had come back to the rooms, put Anne down for a nap, and then baked a cake. He had found that he could replicate a one time use oven for baking if he wanted. It seemed silly, but it was apparently something you could do. The cake was tall, three layers, with two of chocolate, with one of vanilla sandwiched between the two. And it was frosted with a strawberry-vanilla frosting he had found. On top was a small Eiffel Tower and a ring of candles.
Next to the cake were two packages. The small one, the one he had gotten before, containing a music book for her with easy to learn lessons. The second one contained the present he had found while out. And now he waited for her to get home. Even if her birthday was the next day, he was intending to make sure she got something nice tonight.
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Then he sighed, and looked up at this woman. "They are very lucky, then, to have a woman like you as their mother.'