Yeah, yeah.

[ex_amperage109]

[One of the regrettable side effects of being the God of Thunder was the occasional dramatic thunderstorm which would spontaneously erupt whilst he was hammering something or another...which normally wasn't a big deal. However.

There was a cake.

In the rain.

And it was kind of his fault and he recognized it and knew it. Yeah, sure, he was hammering something or another and saving the world, but still. The frosting was running into the ground. There were words which indicated that this wasn't just a cake, nay, this was a cake that was meant for some sort of festivities. A celebration of some kind! And it looked like once, perhaps, it had been delicious. That was before the spontaneous dramatic thunderstorm.

...in short, whoops. His bad.]

I am sorry.

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[princessstabbity]

[The small girl, who is now soaked - which isn't too bad on her end - and who was having a tea party with a very unhappy (soaked) kitten, a princess doll covered in fake blood and a dinosaur, gives him a dirty look.]

You should be! You've ruined Devour of World's birthday party!

[She points to the cheerful looking green dinosaur.]

appropos of nothing

[inflorence]

( Bruce Wayne stared down at the remains of what had once been a pretty nice looking decorative cake. It'd had names that weren't his on it and everything. Names currently melting off the side...

He looks over at Thor, leaning on his cane. He quirks an eyebrow up as he replies. )

The cake says you apology's accepted. I'm not so sure if Mr. and Mrs. Smith will be as accommodating...

( He shrugs his shoulders, reaching out to catch the tiny plastic wedding couple about to topple off the formerly impressive wedding cake. )

... Then again, the whole wedding party appears to have been blown away.

( Literally all of them are staring at Thor in open mouthed astonishment. The bride reaches over to gently close the groom's mouth with a click of teeth against teeth. )

[tradire]

[ Loki stands there, umbrella in hand (because why not?) and watching Thor with an almost bored expression on his face. A heavy sigh leaves his lips and he shakes his head. ]

Can you once go somewhere without leaving a trail of destruction behind you?

[something_or_other]

[It takes Bunny exactly two seconds to realize that the cake isn't going to survive in the rain. Although most would be wholly unaware, she also takes multiple attempts to rewind the timestream—in vain, as the event repeats itself without fail every single time—only to realize that no, she can't save it; there are some things that will happen no matter how much you screw with time.

Festivities or no, she's not really that sure why she was going out of her way for some dumb cake anyway, it's not like she's a sweets sort of girl. Hell, she's not even sure what the occasion was.]

Great job there, sparky. Now whoever made it's gonna need to make another.

[windriding]

[Is it really his fault, though? Storm's rather convinced she's the one to blame here. Or at the very least, she she shares the blame with him.]

I am, too. [What a waste of food! Ororo looks down at it, then up at Thor.] I suppose I got a little too excited.

[autopilots]

You killed the cake.

[ Raleigh says so with a little bit of wry humor to his tone; it's a cake, and sweets have been a luxury during the war years, but the inexplicable lightning seems like it should get more attention. ]

That's pretty impressive, actually.

[fryse]

Well I'm sure we can replace it.

[To be fair it's almost a relief it wasn't now a cakesicle.]

[givesyouchell]

[Chell was finally going to get to have her cake and eat it too. And probably won't let a little (okay, a lot) rain stop her. Even if it doesn't look as nice now.

In fact, she'll go with offering him a slice as if to say "apology accepted."]

[erfingi]

Well, [looks at the cake] this is a rather depressing Midgardian sentiment.

After so many years, one would think you've learnt control. [of course his words are very biting. There's a wave of Loki's hand and a perfect wedge of cake appears on a plate with a fork in a flash of green. There is now a wedge cut out of the cake, though how Loki managed to make the frosting appear so well without turning back time was a mystery. Of course, it might just be related to the magic keeping him dry.

It wasn't like he didn't learn from growing up with Thor the necessity of a consistent spell to block the rain. He scoops a bite out with his fork and eats it delicately. After a moment] This treat is actually quite good.

[skyn]

[ her brown hair's coated with frosting and bits of cake, and some of her face couldn't escape the explosion. a quarter of red candle near her forehead rises with her brow. soft, half-formed words fall from her mouth; ]

Uh — um.

[ jane struggles to think of something to say, acknowledging his apology but needing to express how angry she is. look, she's not a very good chef, she's come to terms with it. scramble up some eggs, sure she can handle that. bake a cake from scratch and frost it? hm, building a bridge to another world is easier. but jane wanted to show her appreciation and affection for thor, so she made him a cake.

which he just destroyed. ]

[sailorlaughter]

It's cool! I'll just make a new one!

[Quoth the small pink pony, who promptly begins to eat the soggy cake remains. Still pretty good!]

[cl4ptr4p]

That's okay! The people that designed me didn't give me a mouth-hole, so I had no way of eating it anyway!