Post by Bon Bon on Mar 10, 2014 16:03:03 GMT -6
It was a beautiful autumn afternoon outside Bon Bon's window. The maple tree was a deep, beautiful gold-orange color, and though the sun was shining through the clouds, there were enough of them around to give off a hint of rain later. The window was open, and the sound of dry leaves skittering around came in through the screen. For once, she didn't have music playing; sometimes it was better to let nature get a word in every now and then.
She had double and triple-checked off her checklist, and she had everything she needed; the ingredients for the fillings, crusts, decorations, sides, and tops, the utensils and cookware and bowls, all the directions listed out nice and neat in color-coded steps, and she'd notified her family that there would be cooking going on and not to interfere... so there was just one important thing missing. The actual cooking assistant.
Lyra was meant to be coming over today to get a lesson or two in baking. Sure, it was supposedly to help her with Home Ec. class—but if Bon Bon did her job right here, Lyra would forever more know a few things about how to bake a pie. Little steps like this were what would get her to cook like... well, a cook, and not like a bachelor.
Bon felt maybe it'd help Lyra with more than that, too. When things got lonesome, it felt good to have a nice, home-cooked meal, even if you made it yourself. And she knew Lyra sometimes could get lonesome.
"Right," she said to nobody in particular. "Any minute now. ...Have I got the—ah, crud, where'd I put the spare apron?" She turned around and got to digging around on door handles and cabinets. There had to be a second one around here, she had a whole stack of them, usually. Unless they were in the laundry...?