Sora finished his task and set the pan and scraper down before he turned to look back at Kairi. "Does this fulfill your high expectations, ma'am?" he asked, a grin appearing on his face again as he looked down at the food they were preparing.
I was actually stuck for a very long time, but I picked it up again and now it's going splendidly. ;D
"Only if I behave, right?" Sora lightly teased back, a wide smile on his lips as he poured some sauce over the noodles. He smoothed it out with the scraper, keeping his eyes on his work but keeping his ears open for Kairi's response.
Good. 8D Can't wait to read it! When it's done, of course. xD
"Aww, man!" Sora groaned playfully. He actually had been looking forward to eating some of that cookie dough, but with Kairi keeping an eye on him, that probably wouldn't have been possible.
Yup. =) How's your story coming along?
Sora chuckled softly. "I wouldn't say that just yet," he said with a sheepish grin. "We still haven't done any baking." Somehow, he figured that would be harder than preparing a full meal.
The 24th. =)
Sora chuckled in wonder. "Wow," he said, a wide smile appearing on his lips. He was glad he wasn't a terrible cook after all; he didn't want to wreck Kairi's meal and at the start of things, he wasn't so sure he could do anything productive for this. But apparently he was better at this than he thought.
My 18th birthday is coming up this month, but I'm really not concerned about it. In my mind, I've been an adult for a while now. All the...
Sora finished the work and sat down the pan, putting the scraper in it but the handle leaning against the edge. "Really?" he said in honest surprise. He had never done something like this before, and for Kairi to say something like that was pretty shocking.
Age? Hah, I don't know where to start...pretty much what I told you; it doesn't define you, but the time that comes with aging changes you and...
Sora nodded at Kairi's words. "Okay," he said, looking to the sauce next to him. He lifted the pan with is free and and tilted it slightly over the first laying, pouring a bit on and then using the scraper to smooth it out.
Hope it helped. =) I've been doing a lot of thinking lately about a lot of stuff, and age was sorta one of them. xD
Sora rejoined Kairi by the pan, the boy standing by the sauce with a scraper in hand. He'd wait for Kairi's instruction, and then he would spread the sauce over the noodles.
The Approaching Night- Philip Wesley SO BEAUTIFUL. All piano...I love it.
It's just a number, though, dear. =) It doesn't matter what age you are; it's who you are that defines who you are and how you act and feel.
Sora nodded softly, a small smile on his lips. "Sure," he said with a small grin. It was the least he could do, since he seemed to be slowing Kairi down more than helping. After all, the conversations they were having along the way, however great they were, did take up a lot of time. He moved to grab a scraper out of a drawer, knowing that was the tool he needed to use for the job.
Ah, I see. Why are you afraid? =/
Sora smiled softly. "That's good," he said, his eyes wandering to the pasta and then to Kairi. He was glad neither of them would get burnt again; at least not by the noodles. Knowing his baking skills though, it was still possible something could go wrong with the cookies.
