🔥 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑.

[ He is… stunned. His piercing amber gaze looks her up and down. Twice. ]

You’re telling me you can achieve something beyond this?

How could you possibly know? You’ve never transformed.

[ Gobsmacked might be the right word. Also: definitely turned on. ]

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"𝕊𝕠, 𝕕𝕠 𝕨𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕝, 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕠 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥~"

would it be so bad to spend the rest of your life eating your way out from inside a swiss roll i think not

back to work until her words click. ]

… What do you mean, you need more energy?

You’re already more powerful than I ever could have hope— I mean… imagined.

You have no idea how manipulative those little brats can truly be. They’ll pounce on the slightest suggestion of tension between us, and we’ve come too far for any setbacks.

[ Ben grumbles, placated at least by her apology… which surprisingly does seem genuine. He shakes his head, eager to go +

I’m not angry over your reaction! It’s your assumption, and the fact that you voiced that assumption in front of them!

I don’t need you to be afraid of me. I need them to be afraid of US.

I don’t WANT you to be afraid of me. I’m not trying to scare you.

[ The wall dissipates as his teeth clench around the stem of his pipe. Two tempers, one marriage. ]

I know how much that cookbook means to you. I would help tear this house down to the foundation to find it, if it pleased you! +

his intention to stop her in her tracks. ]

I don’t appreciate being accused of things.

[ He might’ve let it go if it weren’t for the ‘I’m not sorry.’

Slamming the study door shut is a wordless order to the children to stay where they are, as he marches right down those stairs in pursuit of her. ]

HOLD IT.

[ Thrusting out a hand, a wall of flames goes up in her path, +

[ There is the tiniest inkling of remorse beginning to fester within him. This is what he created. ]

You mean THAT ONE?

[ Jerking his head in the direction of it, since he can’t use his arms. ]

Dearest, it’s right there. Will you calm down? Whoever took it clearly recognized the danger they were in.

[ Just barely resisting the instinct to singe those vines. He can’t exacerbate the situation, so he “lets” himself be caught and dragged. ]

You have to tell me what you’re talking about!

[ He didn’t do anything wrong, but the sound of her footsteps running up those stairs is enough to strike the fear of god into anyone.

Hell, and there isn’t enough room for him under the desk. Stupid kids. ]

Run that by me again.

[ God, the foundation is shaking.

… Locks the door. Like that will do anything at all. ]

Mother’s having a moment. We’ll stay out of her way, children.

[ Discussing Evil Matters with the children, pausing mid-sentence as they listen to screaming and the kitchen being torn apart.

… Very quietly shutting the door to his office. They’ll be in here… NOT hiding from their wife/mother. Definitely not hiding. ]

[ In hindsight, yes, she has a point. But it was less about tastiness and more about destroying beastly brats.

And doing so ✨dramatically✨ ]

[ Why is murder wrong?

He’s combined it with his second favorite thing: baking!

Remember when he was going to use children as the ingredients to his children’s cake? ]

☺️

[ He’s not relying on anything! He merely gets the sense he’s being deceived in some way.

Honestly, who and what could ever compare to her baking? Truly.

… That being said—will she indulge him? ]

[ 💭 Why do I get the feeling someone is hiding something sugary and delicious from me… in my own house? ]

[ 👀 Well? Come show him. ]

LET US WALTZ INTO THIS PRANKSTER'S PARADISE!

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forward, effectively minimizing the distance between them. ]

This makes me 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙙.

his lips curling into a vicious smirk. And then he fully beholds his wife, standing there in all her beautiful, evil glory. His hands clasp behind his back. ]

I knew you were devious, dearest, but this…

[ No longer startled, Ben takes a step +

[ Her excitement is contagious… and he realizes there’s no point in denying who he is. A deep and dark chuckle reverberating in his chest evolves into full-blown cackling. ]

We’ve got those mangy brats. Finally. 𝙁𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 I’ll get what I’ve always wanted!

[ Father returns his pipe to his mouth, +

had exploded with children inside—Ben knows what he’s doing is wrong… but he’ll never change. Might as well embrace it. ]

You’re right. Perhaps with that unlimited and untapped power source combined with our machinery, our Delightful Children can finally destroy the Kids Next Door!

with him? When has he ever particularly cared much for his child? For any of them? His wife is right, their daughter is a brat. ]

She would make a very valuable resource.

[ It’s that gut feeling he had when he refused to join his brother as kids, that feeling when the Delightfulization chamber +

[ Her reaction elicits one from him, and it’s in the form of taking a step back.

This is truly the moment it hits him. This is not who he married, this is the product of his actions… and isn’t this what he’d been hoping the achieve?

… So why, despite his being impressed, does this not sit right +

No, no, the idea itself isn’t bad. You’re onto something.

[ Ugh, how he hates to see her upset, especially when the idea she’s come up with is downright inspired. He simply can’t believe it’s coming from her. ]

I mean, you can’t blame me for being a little surprised, dear. This is Gretchen.