http://spandexorgtfo.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] spandexorgtfo.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2010-01-16 12:19 am
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Night 46: Kitchen

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The kitchen appeared to be empty, but Kratos understood that initial impressions were usually incorrect. Through the dim light provided by the flashlights they had, he couldn't see anything lying out; everything was apparently tucked into the appropriate cabinet or drawer, which was how a proper kitchen was meant to be kept, but given the atmosphere, it almost felt as if its cleanliness was meant for reasons other than sanitary ones.

As the group moved through the kitchen toward the refrigerator, Kratos kept his ears especially open for any sounds of rapid movement across the white tiled floor, as even with a flashlight, it was difficult to see much other than what was lit a few feet ahead of them.

[identity profile] mukuchi.livejournal.com 2010-01-24 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
Both the ghost and Mitsukuni seemed pleased to be in the room and Mori noted that with a mild sense of satisfaction. He'd been able to get them all here safely and now they even had a new friend. A new...somewhat silly friend. Mori glanced up as the flour came down like snow and sneezed once, shaking his head like a dog to get the flour of it. It was a good thing he'd brought extra supplies out after all.

Moving around the kitchen, he started looking for the fruit and milk and butter to make the cake - finding a small step stool for Mitsukuni to stand on in the process. Setting that down by his cousin, Mori took a piece of paper and started folding it. The ghost seemed to be a playful one, but she also seemed to be easily bored. Giving her something to do would be important if they hoped to get any of their own work done. It only took a moment to get the origami balloon made and once it was finished, he blew into one end of it to puff it up, then set it on the counter for the girl.

Turning to Mitsukuni, he began to rattle off ingredients and measurements and the instructions as he remembered them from seeing Willy Wonka make a cake. And home economics class. He'd made sure to pay attention to that, too, when he'd still been in school. One cup sugar, half a cup of butter, two eggs, two teaspoons vanilla, one and a half cups of flour, one and three fourths teaspoons baking powder, and half a cup of milk - mix that all together and bake for 30 to 40 minutes. Then they just had to cool it, frost it and put strawberries on top.

[identity profile] host-club-honey.livejournal.com 2010-01-24 09:05 am (UTC)(link)
Honey didn't mind at all getting messy. In fact, it was a great change of pace and he found himself genuinely laughing as they played together, despite how strange the circumstances were. No zombies or monsters or people getting hurt, just the three of them having fun and getting a bit dirty.

He didn't even mind having to remeasure the ingredients occasionally as Windy played with them. Once the mixture was complete, it was just a matter of pouring the batter into the cake pans and making the frosting while they waited. Takashi helped remember most of the recipe, and Honey did his best to remember the way Wonka had shown him to add or stir or prepare things to make it taste extra good.

When the frosting was finished and the cake nearly finished in the oven, Honey hurried to play again. The balloon was almost as fun for him as it was the ghost. He chased after it, making a game of it as he jumped to reach the paper ball, if only to keep it from falling to the ground.