Zodiacness

Pisces thrashed at the cake batter with a wooden spoon until her wrist began to ache. Her hair hung in two pigtails on either side of head and she would stop every so often to brush the aqua strands from her face. She sang cheerily as she spooned the sticky mixture into small pink patty pans, and donned her purple mitts to place the tray in the oven. She let out a happy sigh and placed her hands on her hips. Twelve little globs now sat in the warm glow of the oven, soaking in the warmth that would give them the power to rise into beautiful little cupcakes. Now to begin making the icing. She grabbed the ingredients and swirled them together,