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SPOILER!!: *is already handing out flyers for 'whitlock watch' club meeting* Quote:
Originally Posted by hermionesclone  The boy had manners. GOOD. Grayson had nearly zilch of that stuff within him -- something his mum was oh so keen on remindin him about -- but that didn't mean that he couldn't appreciate the art for himself. Besides, if the boy had gone ahead to not accept his compliment, poisonous fortune cookies might have been a thought. Nothing major, mind you. Maybe adding cockroach clusters to the bad boys. OR, he could just ignore the boy for some time. Demote him. Whatever. "You're welcome, mate." WERE they mates? Who even knew.
It was a good thing that Zander had agreed to do the mixing. Swear to Merlin, it almost made Grayson happy and gleeful! As if someone ha gone ahead and added some Elixir to Induce Euphoria to his morning bowl of cereal. And what was even better was that he was going ahead with the egg cracking too. "Come on, Chef Z, show them who's BOSS." Encouraging words from the fifteen year old. And one you wouldn't hear often so take it or leave it, Adair.
"Brilliant!" What was he talking about? Two things: that crack-a-lackin' egg cracking and the plan. "Measure out the liquids. Sounds dead simple," he said while reaching over for a tablespoon. That got a magical clean too before he continued, "Do you think we'll get to try these out for ourselves?" Or could they get someone else to take a small nibble to determine whether it tasted alright? An overly confident Gryffindor would do the trick. He didn't want to take their cookies if they tasted worse than vomit flavoured beans.
PSH. Like their cookies would taste bad. Yeah RIGHT.
ANYWAYS. Grayson poured out half a tablespoon of the vanilla extract -- which smelt nice, by the way -- and added it into the bowl. Next came the almond extract, which was another half a tablespoon. Thank you for keeping the measurements simple, Professor Cassie. Three tablespoons took a bit more time to measure out, especially when Grayson didn't want any of the substance to spill over. But when it was, one......... two......... and three tablespoons of the vegetable oil was added to the bowl. And lastly, oneeeee........ two.......... threeeeeee tablespoons of water went into the bowl. The last bit was done a bit dramatically because it was OVER.
Andddddd to bug his fellow chef because what better way was there to kill time? "Think we should leave some dough at the end for us to snack on?"
Mate!? They were MATES?? Dear Merlin. If that goofy grin wasn't already evident enough, then this one sure would be. He was officially mates with the Group Leader Grayson. The super cool Group Leader Grayson. Oh boy! If he had been at all nervous about a divination class in the kitchens- which he totally was- THIS certainly brought some beautiful sunshine to clear away his cloudy day. THE Grayson Whitlock thought he was "pretty cool" AND a "mate". Could this day get any better? Maybe. If they made good cookies, which they would because Colonel Cool, but still. Woah.
Make that five minutes. He needed five minutes. Please?
No. Focus. He'd take those five minutes after this was done. He couldn't possibly let Group Leader Grayson take back his compliments. No. Ahem. Right. Zander was most definitely fangirling on the inside. He kept pretty composed, though- well, other than the goofy grin. He had been keeping his eye on Colonel Cool over here. And yes, he most definitely was cool. And the Gryffindor had never even stopped to think that he'd ever become actual mates with the guy. This was insane. It was... cool.
Chef Z!? yes, this was most definitely- cool. He turned to Grayson and smiled, before giving the older boy a thumbs up. So far, so good.
The Gryffindor then turned back to the dry ingredients in front of them. Alright so flour was done, now for the... Cornstarch. Right. Hearing Grayson addressing him again, the boy turned just as he added in the cornstarch. "Hmmm..." It was a good question. Really, he didn't know what to expect. In this class the could be doing anything. Merlin, watch them make the cookies, but then finish the class off by sitting in a circle and snapping again. Wouldn't be surprised if the snapping returned. It always seemed to. "I reckon we're gonna have to switch with people.. So that we get different fortunes or something?" Or that too. But the snapping was always a possibility. Always.
Adding the last of the ingredients into the bowl, Zander couldn't help but feel mighty proud of himself. He hadn't managed to get any of it on his head so this was a pretty big step, y'know? One small step for wizard; One big leap for wizardkind! Anyways. Now for the mixing. The Gryffindor went ahead and grabbed a spoon, following Grayson's suit and making sure to clean it first. Incase Culloden was spying in on them or something. That man was everywhere! Aaaaaaand now for the mixing!!
At first it was pretty simple, you know with everything being so liquidy and powdery. But once all the ingredients molded together, it got a little tougher. But he could work through it! Totally strong Gryffindor guy over here. Nothing to see. It was all in a days work really. Ahum, sort of. O___O Eat the dough?! But if this was the way to be cool... Then why not? Maybe this is how he got his hair to be so shiny. By eating dough. "Alright, let's do it!" Mixing, mixing, mixing, and moooore mixing!!-- "I reckon it's done, what do you think?" Yes, what do you think oh ever-so-cool one? What do you think?
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