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It's fine. I'm not feeling dizzy or anything... It happened a few days ago after all...

Well, alright, we'll need to get all the fruits to make the jams and jellies, I don't have any of the fillings here, though we can go to my bakery and I have plenty there if you want?

Ah... sure. Just lead the way and I'll do as you instruct...

Well, then let's head to the bakery, there will be more room to work with there. Come along then, you know the way there, don't you?

[ He slowly moves to stand up and holds his hand out for her to grab. ]

Yeah, I know the way by now...

[She takes the meat from his eye and tosses it to Bernard who begins to tear and destroy the "snack." She then took his hand and smiles.]

Come along then, Squall, we've no time to waste.

Everyone, Squall and I are heading to the bakery, please keep cleaning the house, alright?

[There's a cacophony of noise that is clearly each animal agreeing to what Snow White requested.]

Frederick, will you give us a ride?

[The other bear came shuffling forward and chuffed, Snow White sat side saddle on his back and then patted the spot behind her for Squall to get on.]

Have you ever ridden on a bear before, Squall?

No I... can't really say I have. I've ridden chocobos back home, but a bear... is definitely a no.

[ Squall's not so sure about climbing on. Just because she had some weird kind of control over animals, doesn't mean it won't want to bite him or something. ]

Well, this is a bit closer to the ground than a chocobo. But just as safe, I promise!

Now don't dilly dally, silly goose.

I... think I'll walk.

Squall, are you scared of riding Frederick? I would understand if you are, but you really shouldn't be, so long as I'm around. Don't you trust me?

It's not that I don't trust you. It's more that I don't trust his opinion of me.

Why wouldn't he have a high opinion of you?

Because Animals can read people... and he can probably read how uncomfortable I am with you riding on him.

And what he reads right now is someone who is upset and in need of a friend, riding or not.

[ His cheeks pinken a little. He doesn't climb on, but he stands closer to the bear at least. ]

Try it, Squall. If you don't like it, we'll walk, but you've been stuck in doing things your way and in your own thoughts. Something new and different and safe can't hurt.

I told you, he's no more dangerous than a chocobo. You either have to trust me on this or not.

Fine.... but if he wants to eat me, you only have yourself to blame...

He would never eat you, you're much too skinny!

[She patted Frederick's hide again.]

Come along then.

[ RUDE. He can't help that he's so scrawny, Snow. He's been trying to build up muscles...

Letting out a soft sigh, he slowly moves to awkwardly climb up the bear. ]

[Once he's settled, she nods.]

Alright, Frederick, let's be on our way!

Now, hold on.

[She patted the bear and he began an outright run towards the bakery.]

[ Oh hyne...! Squall quickly holds onto her hips to keep himself from falling off. ]

[She did warn him.

Her hands are in Frederick's fur, not one to put a saddle on a bear of all things. They arrive in about ten or fifteen minutes or so to the bakery. She moved off of Frederick, gave a little pump to her hair and then pressed a kiss to the bear's head.]

Squall, dear, we're here! Frederick, why don't you head home and relax? You don't have to stay on the sidewalk, especially with how hot it might get today.

[The bear chuffed and then promptly laid down on the ground in front of the bakery.]

Oh very well, be stubborn about it, you're as bad as Squall.

[She pulled out her keys for the front door of the bakery.]

Come along, Squall dear! Frederick, at least come rest inside. We won't have any customers today anyway.

[ As stubborn as a bear... well he has to say that's the first time he's ever heard that one before...

He follows behind Snow though with an awkward look on his face. ]

[She looked back towards him and then paused.]

Have you been in the bakery's kitchen before, Squall?

You'll need to take off your gloves and thoroughly wash your hands, no one is allowed to touch anything in my kitchen until they do that, and don't think I don't mean it.

[She paused and came a bit closer to him.]

Squall, it will be alright, I'm right here.

[ He listens to her instructions and gives a small nod as he goes to take off his jacket as well as his gloves. He figured with the sleeves so long, they'd end up getting in the way anyway, so he sets his gloves and jacket down on a stool out of the way. ]

I know... and I appreciate it.

[ He gives her shoulder a soft squeeze before moving over to the sink to start washing his hands. ]

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