tampered | log; ongoing

When; Sunday 19th July
Rating; G
Characters; Beast (

freckleddoll) (and Joker (

faroverthehills) if he wants to pop in to see what they're up to.)
Summary; Doll tries to get to grips with modern appliances, and Beast intervenes to save their apartment from an untimely fate.
Log;

Doll combed the fingers of her left hand through her hair, face set in concentration as she stared at the strange box in front of her. She could make out the numbers on it easily enough, but the words escaped her.

Still, couldn't be that difficult to use, could it? She placed the food she'd bought inside it - easy as anything to warm up, the lady at the store had told her while she was giving her a brief explanation, clearly used to people in the City who had never used such things before.

Clicking the door shut, she pressed buttons at random until the box lighted up and started to make a humming noise. Resting her chin on her arms on the counter, she settled down to watch, eyes wide as the food inside turned round and round.

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Meanwhile, Beast was still very, very satisfied with modern bathrooms, thank you very much. The apartments here were far nicer than she'd ever imagined they could live in, ever imagined- and it would only be better if the rest were here, Wendy, Peter, Jumbo, and Dagger-

But she had to quash those thoughts, they overtook her far too often here, toweling her thick curls dry over the tub as she finished up, sitting carefully on the edge, one and one thirds leg for balance. It wasn't until she was totally dry that she could redon her prosthetic, leave the towel loose about her shoulders and tug on a robe, leaving the bathroom-

Only to be greeted by a somewhat odd smell coming from the kitchen.

"... Doll?"

Food was supposed to give off a bit of smoke when it was cooking, right? Wasn't it? Doll was starting to worry she'd done something wrong, but she had absolutely no idea how to make it stop or switch it off.

She started at hearing her name and turned around with a guilty look on her face, half-hiding the microwave behind her.

"Beast! Was just...uhm...trying ta make somethin' fer us for lunch."

With a loud crackle, the food in the microwave caught fire.

Beast had just finished adjusting the robe to her satisfaction, moving towel to bunch at her curls again, feeling a drop slide down her neck, when she frowned a little, passing by the kitchen and stopping to see Doll trying to hide- was that the... microwave thing...

"Doll, that's nice and all, but what're you tryin' to-" And that would be when it decided to burst in to flames, and Beast's eyes widened, pointing behind the other girl quickly.

"Doll- Move!"

With a circus performer's reflexes she twisted around and backed away from the microwave almost before Beast had finished speaking the warning.

Her mouth formed a small 'o' of horror before she dashed madly towards the sink, soaking a dishcloth to throw over the flames. No one had ever explained to her how water and electricity don't go together...

Oh, for the love of-

Thankfully for the both of them, Beast had set about struggling to read most of the things in their apartment. Which included the fire extinguisher.

A dash, towel fluttering off her shoulders, and she grabbed the red can, fumbling with the nozzle just a moment before she doused the microwave, cursing this new technology even as she found it amazing. Honestly- what fire didn't go out with water?

Doll stood there looking forlorn, a dripping wet dishcloth in her hands. She rubbed the back of her head ruefully, offering Beast an apologetic little half-smile.

"Guess it weren't the best of ideas."

And then, wincing as she took in just how much of a mess the kitchen is in, she added, "'m sorry. I'll clean it up."

Beast sort of stared at Doll for a moment, then at the microwave, before she wryly shook her head.

"... right. An' lets get you some of them audio guides to some of this fool technology. I swear- water not dousin' a fire..." Mumbled to herself as she moved back to pick up discarded towel, setting the fire extinguisher down and shaking her head at the microwave again.

"Joker'll laugh." Maybe.

"Water wouldn't 'ave put it out?" Doll guessed that explained Beast's actions but she still found the thought of water not putting out fire very strange. "Sorry..." she added again. She really hated it when she made trouble for her siblings. At least when they were with the circus she knew how things worked, how to get along on her own. It was the main disadvantage to being stuck here - that and the rest of their small family being missing. If Jumbo was around, he'd have patted her on the head and told her not to worry.

The comment about Joker almost made her wince again because she didn't want to give him anything else to worry about. She set about cleaning up the mess, looking over her shoulder at Beast and brushing away her hair from her good eye. "He won't mind too much, will 'e?"

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