[Heinz hadn't been going to work for the first part of the month... or at least, hadn't been going to work voluntarily. Every few days, his droned self would show up, chattering blandly without a hint of his Germanesque accent... then he'd go away again for a while.
But it's the real Doofenshmirtz in attendance today, seeming... reasonably happy to be back to work. Preparing cookies was a welcome distraction from the past. And from something that he was sure he was forgetting....
He lifts his head when he hears the door open and hears familiar hoofprints on the bakery tiles.]
Eh? Applejack?
[And then he gets a good look at her.] ...Applejack?!
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But it's the real Doofenshmirtz in attendance today, seeming... reasonably happy to be back to work. Preparing cookies was a welcome distraction from the past. And from something that he was sure he was forgetting....
He lifts his head when he hears the door open and hears familiar hoofprints on the bakery tiles.]
Eh? Applejack?
[And then he gets a good look at her.] ...Applejack?!