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"… Fuck." He stated, embarrassed.
"… Fuck." He stated, embarrassed.
"It's all right. Do you want to get the ingredients together? I can stay here and get the stuff out."
"Stay here." He went to get the ingredients.
Nyx somehow managed to gather together most of the pots and pans needed.
He came back with the right ingredients.
"I think I got everything that we need," Nyx said. The counter was completely covered in pots and pans and various other measuring devices.
"Good. Same here." He put the ingredients on the counter and went to work
"Can I help?" She picked up a bottle of honey and poured some into a measuring cup.
"Sure."
"Did you get the frosting recipe, too?" She cut open the sack of flour, coughing slightly as a dusty white cloud rose from it. It dusted the front of her black tank top. "Oh, crap…"
"Yes." He said. He saw her covered.
"Nyx…"
(Carl…)
(Can you guess where that's from?)
(Phineas and Ferb? That's the only show with a character named Carl that immediately springs to mind. 😂)
"Yes, yes, I know." She grabbed a wet rag and dusted herself off. "This is why Anne always wore an apron. I'll look for one. You should probably wear one, too. I don't think you'd like your suit getting dirty."
"I have one on." He did.
(No, it's from Llamas with Hats)
(OH MY GOSH I LOVE LLAMAS WITH HATS)
"Why didn't you get one for me?" she teased, checking the pantry and finding an apron, putting it on.
(I do not kill people. That is my least favorite thing to do.)
"I didn't figure you would do that!"
"I forgot that flour gets everywhere," she laughed, tying it on. "I'll get the messy stuff. I think tank tops are a lot more replaceable than Gucci suits."
"Very. And this isn't Gucci. It's a Rafter suit, founded by me."
"You have your own fashion company? And the tie is Gucci." She pointed to the double-G logo.
"I couldn't find the tie that went with this. And yes, of course I do."
"Do you have anything for girls?" She grabbed a measuring cup and got a few cups of flour.
"Oh, of course. Why do you think there was always a dress on your bed? And have you ever checked who made it?"
"What, you think I check the labels on everything I own? I need something to sift the flour. Have you seen a strainer?"
"Over there." He pointed to the strainer.
"Got it." She picked it up and sifted the flour. "Would you get the cocoa?"
He did so.
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