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“Can you pass me the flour?” Slingshot mumbles as he preheats the oven to 350.
“Oh, yeah, sorry!” You grab the flour and drop it right next to the bowl. Slingshot walks over and picks up the measuring cup, scoops flour up, pours it into the bowl, then does the same thing again.
“Baking soda?” Slingshot asks, lifting his head up.
“What do you need? That way they’re all on stand-by.” You snicker, going over and grabbing the baking soda.
“I need baking powder, salt, softened butter, sugar, brown sugar, vanilla extract, eggs, oats, raisins, a baking pan, non-stick spray, a whisk, and… I think that’s all, actually. We already have all the bowls.” Slingshot replies, pouring a teaspoon of baking soda into the bowl.
“Oh.” You sigh, “that’s a lot.”
“It’s baking, it’ll be a lot. For now though, I need baking powder.” Slingshot mutters.
“Got it…” You grab the baking powder, passing it to him and going back to get the other ingredients. You pick up the salt, sugar, and brown sugar, placing it next to him. “I’ll get the butter when you ask for it.”
Slingshot raises an eyebrow and changes the subject. “I already put a teaspoon of baking powder in when you were grabbing everything else.”
“Oh, alright.” You watch as he puts a teaspoon of salt into the bowl.
“I need the whisk.”
“Oh, right…” You go over and pick it up, passing it to him.
“Thank you.” He whisks the dry ingredients then sets it aside, grabbing the second bowl. “I need the softened butter.”
You get him the softened butter. He puts a cup of softened butter into the bowl, pours a cup of sugar in, and a cup of brown sugar. “Vanilla extract? While you’re at it, get me the eggs as well.”
“Yep…” You get him the vanilla extract and the egg carton.
He pours two teaspoons of vanilla extract in and then opens the egg carton, cracking two eggs. Slingshot grabs the whisk again, whisking everything together until it’s perfectly blended. Then he grabs the bowl with the dry ingredients, pouring it into the bowl and mixing everything together.
“I need the raisins and oats now.” Slingshot mumbles, grabbing a new bowl.
“Got it!” You go over and pick them up, getting a baking pan and non-stick spray while you’re at it.
Slingshot instantly grabs the oats, pouring 3 cups of oats into the bowl alongside 1.5 cups of raisins. He mixes it into the other ingredients right after. “Spray the pan with non-stick spray while I mix.”
“Alright.” You spray the pan down and then leave the kitchen, you really don’t wanna watch him separate the cookies and put it into the oven.
You reach into your bag and eat some chips while you wait.
Instead of smelling the delicious oatmeal raisin cookies Slingshot’s baking, you smell fire. The cookies smell burnt, too.
You rush off of your feet and go over to the kitchen. “What’s wrong?”
“I accidentally cooked it for too long. Get out of the kitchen, they aren’t edible.” Slingshot sighs.
“No, it’s fine!” You walk over and shove a cookie into your mouth. “I like cookies, it’s okay. I’ll make it edible.”
“It’s not safe for an inphernal to consume, what are you doing?” Slingshot mumbles.
“I’m eating it, what do you think?” You roll your eyes at him, eating another cookie.
“I told you that it’s not edible, why the fuck are you eating it?” He scoffs. “Spit it out!”
You swallow it. “It still tasted good, I’m sure it’s edible.”
“I don’t know what to say to you.” He sighs again. “I’m bringing you to the hospital.”
“It’s fine, it’s a burnt cookie! It’s literally just a burnt cookie. It’s not that serious.” You shove Slingshot away when he starts walking over to you. “A burnt cookie isn’t gonna kill me, you’re being overdramatic.”
“It’s not horrible for you, but it’s insanely burnt! I just wanna make sure you’re fine.” Slingshot sighs.
“Stop sighing! Two burnt cookies aren’t gonna kill me, it’s fine! They taste better charred anyways!” Just to make a point you eat two more of the burnt cookies.
“Who are you, Firebrand? Stop eating them!” Slingshot grabs the pan and throws the cookies into the trash can. “Just don’t eat the cookies! Didn’t you bring chips anyways?”
“I did.”
“Then eat the chips??” Slingshot groans. “Burnt cookies don’t taste that good anyways! Just eat your chips!”