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“Ya know, for the person who said, ‘it’s just chemistry,’ you’re not a very good baker.”
“Yeah…?! Well… neither are you!”
“Is that supposed to be a burn, Chase?”
“…shut up, Valdez.”
Annabeth was wrist deep in homemade pie dough that was falling apart. It appeared that too much flour had been added to the dough. Leo was stirring a cooling mixture of blackberries. Surprisingly, he was less messy than Annabeth, who had flour splattered over her front and some eggshell hanging onto her arm. The kitchen at the Waystation was as if The Rock had come barreling through and disturbed everything he could reach before darting back out.
“What’s the point of Pi Day anyway? They should have left the ‘e’ on to start with. Would’ve saved me the time of figuring out what we were making today,” Leo said as he tasted the filling, a smile on his lips. “Cal’s gonna love this.”
Annabeth looked over her shoulder at him, a lock of hair falling from her ponytail and sticking to her cheek. “Leo, what did you think I meant when I said we were celebrating Pi Day?”
“Honestly?” Leo asked as he pulled the pot off the stove and onto a hot pad. Annabeth nodded. “I thought we were going to make a pi-based automaton. And then you showed up with food stuff instead of blueprints and that’s when my afternoon plans went out the door.”
Annabeth continued working with the dough, yelling in exasperation as it fell apart. Leo chuckled.
“Add a little melted butter. It should bind it back together.”
“Percy’s never going to want to eat this.” Leo beamed at her words.
“Don’t be so sure. I watched him drink curdled milk for a dare.”
“That isn’t reassuring,” murmured Annabeth.
“But it will be lemon filled!” Leo grinned as he opened a can of lemon filling for her.