semiautonomous kitchen

[thaumobabble]

The remaining two days of the walk are much more affectionate, and also much more free of wizards and snakes than the first two days were. Somehow, all three travelers manage to not realize that Bella has not yet produced her name, even though on at least one occasion it would have been convenient for Tony to have.

And there is the castle, and there is the -

"Skyvault," sighs Bella, diving into her hat for her specs.

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[thaumobabble]

"I went by Mariel for about three months in school. I thought it sounded more witchy, and I hadn't yet quite realized I could do more than just witchcraft. It didn't stick. I like Bella better."

[calendarofcrime]

"They are both pretty."

[thaumobabble]

"You're pretty." Pause. "Do either of you have an opinion on who definitely marries me and who has to wait for technical innovation and maybe doesn't marry me if I can't do it?"

[allthebrightest]

"Well," says Tony, "if one of us still has to go find a husband, it should probably be me."

[thaumobabble]

Bella looks at Sherlock to see what she thinks of this. Just in case anything about what Sherlock thinks of this is visible.

[calendarofcrime]

Sherlock is nodding!

[thaumobabble]

"Okay. Unless something particularly compelling pointing the other direction comes up in the amount of time allotted to this decision, we can go with that." Pause. "I can probably solve the technical issue, though."

[calendarofcrime]

"I support this plan."

[thaumobabble]

"Okay." Sherlock gets a kiss on the temple. This maneuver proves reasonably complicated for Bella and she trips on the hall rug. "I need to make myself another pair of moccasins, I wasn't even this clumsy before I made them, I'm too used to them now," she mutters as she gets up again.

[allthebrightest]

"Want me to carry you?"

[thaumobabble]

"Yes. And then I need to know where to get nice imitation leather for new moccasins. At least I have my sewing kit and my bead stash on me." She hops gratefully into Tony's arms.

[allthebrightest]

Cuddly!

"I bet somebody knows," she says vaguely.

[thaumobabble]

"Palace staff of some sort?"

[allthebrightest]

"Yeah, them."

[thaumobabble]

"All right. Any names I should be learning in that department?"

[calendarofcrime]

"Yes," says Sherlock.

She has a list. It is extensive and detailed.

[thaumobabble]

Bella starts writing things down after it is clear the list will have more than three people on it.

Hey, look! Is that a guest bedroom suitable for containing a Bella?

[calendarofcrime]

Yes!

[thaumobabble]

It is pretty! Bella likes it.

She unpacks into it a bit. Not most of her stuff - her sleeves are perfectly serviceable for holding a lot of things - but spare changes of clothes and so on are put in appropriate locations.

"Should I start on the kitchen now or later?" she asks, when this has been done.

[calendarofcrime]

"It may as well be now."

[thaumobabble]

"All right then." She hops into Tony's arms again. "About the fake leather, when I run into someone I can ask do I need to produce money for it, or what?"

[allthebrightest]

"Only if you feel like it."

[thaumobabble]

Bella takes that as a no. "Okay," she says, nuzzling Tony's neck.

[allthebrightest]

Tony turns her head and kisses Bella's cheek.

[thaumobabble]

Hurray!

Here is the kitchen. Bella scopes it out, specs on. There is some spell residue. She guides it into her marble with coaxing murmurs and little hand motions so the space will be clear for her to work, and then she inventories the tools and all the compartments for ingredients in the cupboards and the pantry.