 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Prompt #13: Gingerbread
{199 words}
Under the watchful eyes of his parents, Ary had been allowed to attempt to bake gingerbread cookies with Drake who happened to be spending some time at the Reserve.
“Your chef’s hat,’’ Ary remarked, placing the white hat over Drake’s nice hair. He took some time perfecting its perch at a jaunty angle but at the same time, an angle that would ensure the hat stayed on Drake’s head.
“Thanks! Where do we begin?”
“Says heres we need to mix flour, brown sugar, baking soda, cinnamon, ginger, cloves and salt in a large mixing bowl.” This seemed easy enough in Ary’s opinion.
“I got the bowl!” Sure enough, Drake, who clearly had made himself at home after so many visits to the Reserve that he knew where everything was stored, had placed a ginormous bowl on the counter.
“I’ll gets the flour!” Ary scurried off.
“I’ll get the sugar -”
Drake’s words were abruptly cut as he disappeared behind a white cloud of flour. Ary had thrown handfuls of it at him in a moment of playfulness.
“Ary!’’ Drake sputtered.
But Ary, giggling, had already taken off to escape whatever revenge Drake planned.
So much for them baking gingerbread goodness!
|