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COOKIES!!

Who: Innes and Tana Alastair
What: She's making cookies, and Tana takes this as her mission to get her older brother to help.
When: During the bad weather when they're not much else to do.
Where: Their apartment.
Warnings: Uhm...sibling stuff?



Tana had woken up this morning hoping that the weather report would be wrong. Unfortunately, it had been right, and she sighed as she looked at the dark clouds and torrents of rain streaming from the sky. Great. She still needed to do Christmas shopping, but it didn't look like the weather wanted her out.

It wasn't long before an idea struck her. The apartment she was sharing with Innes had yet to be decorated for Christmas, and she had yet to make cookies! She went online and sent messages to her friends, promising them some, and looking up recipes, then flew to the kitchen. She tore through the cabinets, collecting ingredients and putting them on the counter where she could see them. Somehow, they had the right ones to make sugar cookies. She wanted to cut them out with cookie cutters in holiday shapes, but she would figure out how to do that without cookie cutters later.

She didn't try to keep the noise down. The kitchen was full of clanging and other noise from Tana collecting mixing bowls and cookie sheets. She was hoping to attract someone's attention anyway...

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She'd have to treasure the moment as it would never happen again. "Nonsense," he proclaimed about the fish shape, reaching for the eggs. He'd bear with the cooking business if he could get his way with the shapes. It seemed like a fair exchange. Until photos of some sort were involved. Then the unspoken deal was off.
Fortunately for Innes, Tana had not even thought about taking pictures, and it would be difficult to do so anyway with messy hands. He would get away from this experience without any blackmail pictures. Lucky him.

"As long as you make them Christmasy, you can have your fish." She flashed a grin and continued to follow the recipe, adding the wet ingredients to the dry ones. "Hurry up with those eggs!" She poked him with the clean end of the spoon she would use to mix the dough.
They'd be most likely green and blue, the colors he wore most often but could somehow be passed off as Christmasy colors. Or something. He could give them Santa hats. That'd make her happy, wouldn't it?

He, of course, returned the demands with a rather large frown. The poking only made him frown harder. "Here," he offered the eggs to her.
Tana ignored his frowns like she usually did and added the eggs. All the ingredients were together and she started mixing the dough. Despite Innes attitude, she was having fun.

"We can make icing once the cookies are in the oven. I found some food coloring hidden behind all the sugar, so we can make them different colors." Decorating the cookies was the best part, other than eating them of course. She gave Innes a pseudo-glare. "And you're not allowed to eat all of them! We have to save some for Eirika and Ephraim." She had promised them some, and she would make her brother's life miserable if he did in fact consume their cookies.
He frowned again. Like he'd eat all of them. He'd end up sick first. "Nonsense, I wouldn't do that." That was just absurd anyway. He'd just leave the not-best cookies for Ephraim, because he and Tana would get the best. That's how it worked.

I love your Innes. I want to give him a hug.

"Sure you wouldn't." Tana's words were dripping in sarcasm. She loved bugging Innes. Being his little sister, it was her job.

The dough was getting more difficult to mix, and Tana felt her arm tire, so she switched them. It didn't take too long for the dough to get to the right consistency and for the lumps to go away. She grinned and scraped the remaining dough on the spoon into the bowl and set it down. She then cleared a spot on the counter and sprinkled flour on it so the dough wouldn't stick as she dumped it on top. She grabbed the rolling pin, sprinkled more flour on that, and rolled the dough out. It took her a few times to get it right, but she soon worked it in the right way so it would be easy to cut out shapes and pick them up. "Grab a knife and start cutting out shapes!" It would be harder without cookie cutters, but it would be more fun too.

aw thanks. he does need a hug.

"Nonsense," Innes shot back.

He watched her mix the dough. For a moment, he thought she wouldn't be able to mix it, but then again, she was his sister. She'd do it just fine.

A knife to cut cookies? Well, whatever suited her. He could handle cutting dough just fine but he didn't want her cutting her fingers off. Last thing he wanted was to drag her to the hospital and explain she took out her fingers while cutting shapes in cookie dough. Lovely.

"I'll cut then." He fished out a knife to start cutting shapes out, particularly fishy shapes.

He does. Tana can glomp him for me. >:3

Tana's face formed a pout from a smile in less time it takes to flip a light switch. "You're just going to make a bunch of fish! Making the cookies was my idea, so I should cut some out too!" Tana knew she could be a bit childish, like right now, but this was ridiculous! Did Innes think she'd be so stupid as to cut her fingers off or something? She did have training with deadly weapons, so she knew what not to do with something like a little kitchen knife.

rofl he'd throw such a fit

"Nonsense!" Innes shot back. "I can make plenty of shapes." He completely avoided the subject of her cutting the cookies. It wasn't that he thought she was stupid, it was that he wanted to keep an accident from happening and the fiasco which would likely follow.

A fit...with some love?

Tana kept the scowl on her face as she went to the drawer and pulled out a knife for herself. "There. Now we can both cut out shapes." She hated it when he treated her like this. She wasn't a child anymore, and he seemed to forget that. A lot.

of course! :D

Innes sighed, "Fine." He couldn't control her, no matter how much he wanted to for the sole purpose of protecting her. And that usually backfired right in his face too. Cheer leading, cutting cookies with a knife (which hardly sounded safe in the first place), gallivanting off on her own in the city. Keeping her safe felt like a full-time job.

8D Nice icon

Tana stuck her tongue out at Innes when he backed down. She pushed him over a bit so she could cut out shapes easier and so she could bug him a little more. He was such a jerk sometimes. Why couldn't they get along like Eirika and Ephraim?

She carefully started to cut out shapes. They weren't very good, but you could still tell what they were supposed to be. Sort of. She attempted to cut Christmas tree, snowmen, stars, and other Christmas shapes. She then looked over to see what Innes was cutting out.

Haha thanks X3

Innes didn't express himself like Ephraim did. It wasn't his style at all, though he did deeply care about Tana more than the world itself. He just couldn't say it.

He scooted over, allowing her to where she wanted to go, then he busied himself cutting out first fish, then other things followed: snowflakes, stars, and trees. They were pretty well cut, as he took his time to make sure they were the best.
Tana smiled as she saw Innes cut out more than just fish shapes. "Those are really good!" She looked back at her own sloppy shapes and pouted a bit. Maybe she should take her time with these...

Even while taking their time to cut out nice shapes, it didn't take too long for them to fill the cookie sheet. Tana had thought ahead and preheated the oven to the correct temperature while she had been mixing the cookie dough. She grabbed the cookie sheet and opened the oven, carefully popping the sheet inside, closing the door, and setting a timer. She tured to Innes. "Now we can make the icing!"
They were the best, as he had to be great at everything, even greater than Ephraim. Though Innes doubted his rival was really great at cutting out cookies anyway.

He perked an eyebrow at that. As if she needed the sugar, but she would complain cookies weren't cookies without icing, or something along those lines. He'd end up giving in to her in the end so he didn't feel like fighting and he carefully placed the knife in the sink to be washed later.

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