[OPEN] The cake is a lie

[chronomancer]

Characters: Jade!Eridan and YOU!
Setting: Cafeteria's kitchen.
Format: Action.
Summary: ...in which Eridan tries his hand at the arcane, mystic majicks of baking for the sake of his matesprit. It goes as well as you'd expect.
Warnings: FLOUR. FLOUR AND BUTTER EVERYWHERE.

[...well. That sure just happened.

Eridan blinks slowly, as the cloud of white slowly descends onto the floor. He'd never known bags of flour were even explosive. Like. Okay. Maybe he'd tugged a little too hard. Maybe. But that's not a good enough reason for it to explode on his face. The recipe he was working off from didn't say anything about exploding bags of flour.

He just stands there for a moment, W E L P all but written all over his face. Somehow, he thinks, this little project might turn out to be a little more complicated than anticipated.]
 

Comments

[terreifying]

[She'll do what he asks. Even if she spills a bit here and there, most of the ingredients end up in their proper bowls.]

[chronomancer]

[He peers at the bowls for a moment, then at the recipe again. Yeah, a little messy but, it works. He thinks. Maybe. Probably.]

Right now... to mix this. Does the order matter?

[terreifying]

Yep. See, you gotta mix the liquids with the liquids and the solids with the solids. And if you mix one liquid with one solid too quickly at first, it turns into something weird and gross and you can't mix anything else in anymore.

[This is something she's gleaned through trial and error.]

[chronomancer]

Huh. I wouldn't have thought that mattered at all.

[He gives the bowls somewhat dubious looks now.]

...okay.

[Let's try to make this work.]

[terreifying]

I didn't either, until I made a mess in Mommy's kitchen.

So do I mix it, or do you?

[She's ready to stand aside if he wants to start his hands-on work early.]

[chronomancer]

Uh. You do liquids and I do solids and try not to make a mess?

[Because if he makes a mess, he'll have to clean it up.]

[terreifying]

Okay!

[She pours all the liquids into a big bowl and starts stirring them together.]

[chronomancer]

[He nods slowly and turns to his own bowl, full with dry ingredients. He starts mixing them slowly, almost hesitantly. You'd think he's working with TNT the way he's moving.]

How do you know when you can mix them together, though?

[terreifying]

When everything is stirred evenly, I guess. Like, everything looks like the same color.

[chronomancer]

[Eridan looks down at the bowl, then at Rei, then at the bowl again. He looks about to despair.]

...but everything's already white.

[terreifying]

[She look over at his bowl.]

Maybe it means the same shade of white? Like the sugar is a little whiter than the flour.

[chronomancer]

...if you say so.

[He's just gonna mix this and look supremely unconvinced by the whole idea.]

[terreifying]

[Given that she's in charge of liquids, she gets her task done rather quickly.]

Ready to mix them together?

[chronomancer]

...I think?

[Ready and Eridan do not go together in any shape or form at all.]

Uh, should I pour into that bowl, or the other way around?

[terreifying]

I think you pour the liquids into the solids and not the other way around since liquid is easier to pour.

[chronomancer]

Uh, okay.

[Eridan offers his bowl to hers.]

Do the honors?

[terreifying]

[She quickly pours the liquid into Eridan's bowl.]

Now you go. Mix it all together!

[chronomancer]

Alright.

[He's so very careful with the mixing. Very slow. He's trying not to make a mess.]

...uh, how do you know when it's ready?

[terreifying]

When's it's all doughy. I think.

[Yeah, not much ideas there either.]

[chronomancer]

Doughy.

[Eridan poured all his dubiousness into one look as he peered into the bowl.]

Okay, doughy works.

[terreifying]

And make sure it's all the same color.

[She rocks on the balls of her heels, watching him.]

[chronomancer]

I'm pretty sure we'd need to do something very wrong for it to change color right now.

[terreifying]

That's right.

...But I'm sure it won't go very wrong. Not even if it's Eridan.

[chronomancer]

...I would be very fucking offended over that statement if it weren't basically truth.

[terreifying]

[She continues to watch him stirring at the mix. There's a moment of silence before she starts speaking again, this time on a different subject.]

...Hey, what's this friend you wanna make cookies for like?