It's still odd, to think of herself with her own kitchen - even if she cooks in it more and more often lately. She'd had a little kitchenette at Heart Castle, of course, but Victor hadn't had one, and she'd grown used to going down to the Castle kitchens and sitting at one of the tables there.

They still did that sometimes, but tonight wouldn't be one of those nights.

"I haven't had nearly enough chocolate today," she says after a moment. "Has Mr. Chives made anything for dessert today?" Anything chocolate, that is. It goes without saying that there's a dessert.