33 Apocalypse Ave, Late Sunday Afternoon

[not_every_mage]

Anders' cooking skills mostly stalled out at grilled cheese and cans of soup, but the holiday season and its influx of guests had him wanting to try something new. (He was going to blame it on Kathy's influence.) He stopped by Turtle & Canary for supplies and then set up a baking station in the kitchen.

First on the list of things to try: cornflake Christmas wreaths. They seemed easy right up to the part where he started trying to shape the melted marshmallows and cereal into wreaths and found out exactly how fast a mage could get marshmallow all over every surface in the kitchen.

[OOC: Open to those there.]

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[boneyard_girl]

Ada could hear a ruckus somewhere, and followed the sounds until she was in the kitchen door, laughing.

"Anders, you want a hand?"

[not_every_mage]

Anders gave her a grateful look. "It depends," he said. "How are you at keeping marshmallow from sticking to everything?"

[boneyard_girl]

"Y' got flour an' wax paper?" Ada asked, starting to peep into cabinets. "I dunno about cleaning this up, but we c'n get th' rest of 'em done up just fine."

[not_every_mage]

"I think so," Anders hazarded. "Check the next cabinet to the right for the flour, and I'll get the wax paper."

He bent to pull it out from under the sink. "I don't think I knew you cooked."

[boneyard_girl]

"There's a couple hundred of us on th' road at any point in time during th' season, an' even more when we're home at th' ranch," Ada replied, grabbing the flour. "'S cheaper t' buy ingredients in bulk an' cook th' same thing at once, so everyone ends up taking turns in th' kitchen trailer, making dinner for th' rest of th' family."

"I cook just fine in bulk. Small batches are harder for me."

[not_every_mage]

"Good thing that six of us counts as about a dozen normal people," Anders said, glancing around the kitchen. "We don't need a small batch."

[boneyard_girl]

"Put 'th wax paper down, we'll make th' treats on it, an' then they won't stick to th' countertop," Ada coached, "--an' a little flour on our fingers will keep it from sticking to us."

She gave Anders a grin. "You guys still eat like you got five more stomachs t' fill?"

[not_every_mage]

"I don't," Anders said, mock-offended. "But Kathy and Dante always act like they may never see food again."

[boneyard_girl]

"Right. 'S just Dante an' Kathy," she teased. "'S not like you got magic t' power or nothing."

"Since it's just them, we'll only need a few hundred of these."

[not_every_mage]

"I don't eat that much more than anybody else," Anders protested, laughing. "As long as 'anybody else' is your average ravenous teenage boy."

[tigerundercover]

Raven, having no idea what her counterpart got up to last weekend, gave Ada a wave.

"Hey. Happy Christmas, or whatever."

[boneyard_girl]

Ada’d had a bit to remind herself — repeatedly— that Raven wasn’t that Raven and didn’t need to know about any of it. It was over. Everything was FINE. And Ada was very good at selling a fiction and making it look like truth.

“Hey yourself,” she said easily. “Y’all got a heck of a setup goin’ on here.”

[tigerundercover]

Raven shook her head. "This was all these guys. I'm barely even ever here."

[boneyard_girl]

"What, they bad roommates or somethin'? 'Cause I ain't above wacking th' boys upside th' head if'n they're being stupid," Ada offered, because... this was Raven's house too, right?

[tigerundercover]

Raven laughed. "I appreciate that! But no, I just like spending the night on the preserve, mostly. I'm not . . . the best at people, anymore."

[boneyard_girl]

"I ain't th' best at Houses," Ada shared, laughing. "All shut-off from th' sun an' fresh air an' noise of th' world. I had a hard enough time adjustin' to th' dorms! Th' preserve would be nicer if'n it weren't so damn cold out."

[tigerundercover]

Raven shrugged. "Cold's never bothered me. Which is good, since I'm usually only pretending to be wearing clothes."

[boneyard_girl]

"That's gotta be handy," Ada sighed. "'M almost always cold."

[tigerundercover]

"I gather a lot of people are?" Raven said. "Kathy always refuses to come out and visit me in the preserve if it's less than, like, 70 degrees out."