(You're Bobette.)

Ginger and Rudie were making cookies again, it was a normal day. The holidays were over, and the toons were back in isolation with each other. Coal was sitting by the kitchen, Bobette was well.. off to the side. Ginger and Rudie were just trying to make it a little less mentally tolling, (Well, Ginger was, at least, Rudie didn't mind eternally being stuck on a Christmas floor too much..) giggling, messing around with the cookie dough, even joking around. It was nice.. or well, as nice as it got at times. There wasn't much to do, so they had to work with what they had, but that was okay! They had eachother, right?

Ginger and Rudie could be heard from the kitchen, messing around, being silly with eachother.

Ginger: "Oh! Rudie, get the icing off your nose, silly-"

Rudie giggled, his hooves, tapped against the floor. He spoke up in a happy tone, as usual..

Rudie: "At least its funny!"

It was better than just.. sitting there, at least.