Unemployed henchman

[squeak_squeaker]

Do you...uhh. Do you think I'll ever find Yzma, mun?

I know, she's not the easiest lady to work for... but I still kinda miss her! And you know how much she hates doing her own walking and stuff. Her own cooking. I wonder if she's eating right?

I sure hope so. She doesn't have to get any skinnier. I'm also wondering about Emperor Kuzco, I wonder what the little guy's up to. [Slow blinking.] Hey, maybe someone in here needs a henchman! I'm great at some really useful stuff, if I say so myself.

Fluent in chipmunk, I bake great pies... I give great hugs too! And you can even talk about your feelings with me. If you got a lot of angry feelings or sad feelings, we can...uhh. Talk about your feelings and stuff. I'm also, according to my mama, the most handsome guy in my home village! That's what she said.

Her words, not mine. Handsome. Think about it.

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[lovemesomepie]

No! You know, a cougar - old lady, goes after young guys?

[Mother knows best!]

[squeak_squeaker]

...do you think Yzma does that?

Huh. But she's never even asked me to hug her or hold hands or anything! [Kronk was stupid adorably innocent.]

[lovemesomepie]

No idea, buddy. [Winchester shrug.]

[squeak_squeaker]

Suppose you know more about that stuff than me!

[Kronk was still very new to girls, even if his first kind of girlfriend was basically an evil abomination.]

Oh...uhh. You wanted some pie, right?

[lovemesomepie]

[Dean shrugs. That means yes.]

Yeah. [He nods.]

[squeak_squeaker]

Pie. Got it! [Kronk ran off and returned with the most delicious pie you'll ever eat. Ever. It was a magical pie.]

[lovemesomepie]

[See this smile? It's reserved for the three things he most loves and cares about: Sammy, Baby, and pie. Dean's face lights up - the pie even looks delicious.

He procures one of his knives and immediately starts cutting himself a slice, dipping his finger into the filling afterward. What can only be a moan of approval makes itself known.]

This's great.

I'm back! ;_; Sorry for being AFK.

[squeak_squeaker]

[Kronk couldn't help but smile brightly at Dean's great reaction! He even blushed a little, though it was hard to see with how tan his skin was.]

REALLY? Are you really enjoying my pie? Aww... that makes me feel all fuzzy on the inside!

No problem! Welcome back :)

[lovemesomepie]

[He finds himself a fork and shovels pie into his mouth.] Uh-huh. [He nods, mouth full. Fuzzy on the inside, whatever - it's PIE.]

Thank you! :D

[squeak_squeaker]

[Kronk was almost flailing. It just wasn't every day that someone appreciated his baking!]

Want...uh. Want another pie?

[lovemesomepie]

[Hrm...]

I'll take one for the road, sure.

[squeak_squeaker]

[Giving him an apple pie and some bonus cupcakes.]

You're my best customer ever!

[lovemesomepie]

[He mutters:]Love me some pie.

[The cupcakes can be for Sam, if he can find him. Sam always did manage to bring Dean cake when he wanted pie.]

I try.

[squeak_squeaker]

I love me some pie too! [Kronk was happy to meet another grown man who wasn't ashamed to show his love for baked goods.]

But...uh. But Yzma doesn't want me to spend all my time baking.

[lovemesomepie]

Then go be a cook. [Shrug. It's simple to him.]

[squeak_squeaker]

Do you...uh. Do you think Yzma's going to let me?

[lovemesomepie]

[He shrugs.] It's your life, not hers.

[squeak_squeaker]

Yeah... you're right!

Do I get to work for you then, buddy? [Fail, Kronk.]

[lovemesomepie]

Uhh, no. You get to work for yourself.

[squeak_squeaker]

Oh... sounds kinda hard!

Who's going to give me money?

[lovemesomepie]

If you open up a joint, you pay yourself.

[squeak_squeaker]

MYSELF?

Do I get to give myself cookies too?

[lovemesomepie]

That's generally what bein' your own boss means, yeah.

[squeak_squeaker]

Oh... that sounds like the best thing to be ever! My own boss.

Are you your own boss too?

[lovemesomepie]

...Yeah, I'd say so.