MCA #2 | Thursday Afternoon

[long_memory]

Silver and Rey were going to try cooking lessons again. Well, they were moving on to baking this time. He thought it ended well the last time but when it came down to it he actually hadn't learned anything about cooking. Hopefully this time will end up better on the learning front.

How hard could it be to bake some chocolate chip cookies, really. Children do it on TV commercials all the time.

"There's a lot of measurements on here."

[For the girl!]

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[thatwaslucky]

"Did you want fun sprinkles?" Rey smiled.

[long_memory]

"Would it ruin everything if we added some?" he asked.

[thatwaslucky]

"I don't think it'd be possible to ruin anything with sprinkles," Rey told him. "I do have to get them from my pantry, though."

[long_memory]

"Good thing it's not that far away," he said, leaning in for a kiss. "I can use the cooking spray without adult supervision."

[thatwaslucky]

"I'm trusting you," she teased, giving him another kiss. "Back in a minute."

[long_memory]

"I'll be waiting." Silver did managed to grease the pan without starting a fire, though he might have gone a little light on the spray. Oh well, they'd figure that out later when the cookies got stuck.

[thatwaslucky]

When Rey returned a couple minutes later, she was holding two bottles of sprinkles. "I only have red and green. I hope it's okay if they look like Christmas."

[long_memory]

"Sprinkles are sprinkles as far as I'm concerned." He made a dramatic flourish at the newly greased pans. "Ta-da. No fires."

[thatwaslucky]

"I'm so proud," Rey laughed. "From here on out, everything's easy."

Liiiiies.

[long_memory]

Silver gave her a look. "Somehow I don't believe that."

They hadn't even used the measuring cups yet!

[thatwaslucky]

She believed in him! Even after the raw pizza thing!

"It's pouring and stirring," Rey told him. "Like we need three cups flour. That's easy."

[long_memory]

"Do you want to measure it out or shall I?" he asked. "Do you trust me with it?"

[thatwaslucky]

"I absolutely trust you to measure it," she told him, though she did hand him the correct measuring cup.

[long_memory]

That was probably a wise decision.

"Brave of you," he joked, taking the cup. He did measure out everything properly, leveling it out and everything without having to be told to.

He did get some flour on his hands by the time he had finished, which he flicked over at Rey. Lovingly.

[thatwaslucky]

"That is not where flour goes," she told him, laughing.

[long_memory]

"I'm pretty sure the recipe said to do that," he said with an innocent shrug.

[thatwaslucky]

"It didn't," she said, dipping her finger into the flour to dot some on the top of his nose. "That, however..."

[long_memory]

"It helps with the baking process," he said with a grin. He didn't bother wiping the flour off as he looked over the recipe again. "Now--what is the difference between baking soda and baking powder?"

[thatwaslucky]

"I'm not sure except that it's important somehow," Rey told him. "I know I have the right one because no one told me they were horrible while we were decorating for the party."

[long_memory]

He laughed. "They could have also just been nice since you were letting them use your apartment."

[thatwaslucky]

"How dare you," Rey teased.

[long_memory]

"Hey, I'm just exploring all the options," he said, laughing. "I thought your cookies were good but we already know I don't have a discerning palate."

[thatwaslucky]

"You are not helping yourself here," she told him.

[long_memory]

"I'm just saying--these cookies will be the real test," he said. "If they're good despite me being involved I think you could be considered a master baker."

[thatwaslucky]

"I'd be more concerned with actually finishing them," Rey pointed out.