@Festive_Fenrir
he shook his head "my family used to bake all the time, brings back memories of a better time."
he shook his head "my family used to bake all the time, brings back memories of a better time."
"Oh, well I can barley bake. This is burnt."
"huh, thought that was chocolate." he smiled at the memory of his mother burning the baked goods "did you make them yourself or did you use magic?"
"My self."
He nodded "your mother taught you?"
"she is dead. I never knew her….."
He looked down "I'm sorry, I had no clue." He glanced up "so you learned on you're own?"
"Yeah. I did." He said then finished his cookie.
"you need a better teacher," he said looking and the hockey pucks, BAsil called cookies"
"Yeah probably."
"I could teach you if you want."
"I would end up burning everything."
He stood "come on, you can't be that bad" he looked in the kitchen and saw that it was black with soot "I was wrong…."
"see. I'm awful at cooking stuff."
"cooking period." he scanned the room and sighed "this might take a while."
"Yeah, It might. Or we could just not cook."
"think that's best." he spun around and sat back in the chair
"Yeah. I'm going to clean this up."
He sighed and stood "I'll help you, I need something to do."
"Yeah, I could probably clean this up. But if you are going to help, don't look in the oven."
"The first place I'm going to check is the oven." he walked over and opened the oven door "what the hell did you do?!"
"Shut the hell up. And just help me!"
Rashe rolled his eyes and started to clean the oven
Basil started to clean the counters.
By the time Rashe finished cleaning the oven, it was 8:00 at night "Never knew you could burn this much stuff."
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