<strong>Name</strong>: Prudence "Kamea" Halliwell (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=280409.msg13786120#msg13786120)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>March, around midnight.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Halliwell Manor, kitchen<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured, with black leggings, barefoot<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Zoey l Closed<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Cookies!<br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://s9.favim.com/orig/140917/beautiful-hayley-hot-phoebe-tonkin-Favim.com-2075989.png)</div>"Do you<em>ever</em>stop eating?" Kamea picked at her friend lightly.  It seemed like she was always eating, a fact that bemused her.  "Oh I can pick huh?<em>Princess Bride</em>is always a favorite of mine, but I can quote it from top to bottom."  It was true.  Much like Her Great Aunt Phoebe and<em>Kill it Before it Dies</em>, the brunette had an unhealthy obsession with<em>Princess Bride</em>.<br/><br/>The girl laughed when she was told that she was too pretty to be cursed.  Unfortunately, she was of Halliwell blood, and she knew better than to ever depend on her looks for anything, up to and including a curse.  Beyond that, Kamea was well aware of the life expectancy of a Halliwell.  Her grandparents and her parents had somehow escaped the curse, and she was convinced that it couldn't skip another generation.<br/><br/>"Well if making you happy is my only job, then I say it's a job well done!" she winked, getting up to check the oven again.  The cookies were smelling wonderful. Kamea checked them, saw that they were ready, and pulled them out of the oven.  Checking her cake, she put the cake back in for a little longer.  Turning to the cookies, she spoke, "I"m listening, keep talking.  Just setting these to cool."  Using a spatula, she slid each cookie onto the drying rack.  "Oh well, you're easy to please!" a tiny laugh was heard as she slid the last cookie onto the cooling rack.<br/><br/>Grabbing two plates, she also grabbed two glass.  Pouring the milk, Kamea set one glass in front of Zoey and one in front of her own spot.  Turning her attention to the plates, she placed quite a few on the plate staying in the kitchen.  The rest she put on the other plate to take out to them.  Setting one plate on the island, Kamea ran the other plate out to Tempest.  All she did was hand it off to  her cousins before making her way back to the kitchen to watch over the precious birthday cake.<br/><br/>Entering the kitchen, she thought about the question that Zoey had asked before she took the plate out.  It wasn't like she could tell her everything, but a little bit of what's on her mind wouldn't hurt.  Plopping down, she grabbed a cookie and nibbled on the warm, gooey mess.  "I'm just tired, I guess.  Of always being the youngest, of obligation, of looking at the bigger picture.  Sometimes, I wish I had time for just me."  It wasn't that she wasn't thankful to have her cousins, or even that she hated being a witch.  Sometimes, all the girl wanted was to have fun and let loose a bit.