For sugar, spice, and everything...er, nice!
 

Jasmine could not wait to get started on the pizza. She needed to complete the pre-dough making process first. Jasmine reached into her pocket and retrieved a rubber band. Then she proceeded to gather up her hair as much as she could and tie it back with her rubber band. Hair properly secured, Jasmine went to find an apron. Jasmine decided on a pink one and quickly put it over her head, taking a moment to securely tie the apron's straps. Next she went to the sink and washed her hands thoroughly. Satisfied that they were clean enough to perform surgery or at the least make pizza, Jasmine was all set to make her dough.

So this time sugar will be added. Cris hadn't mentioned the ingredient because he thought after Professor Hadley's objection to too much sugar in one's diet that sugar would be omitted.

Cris quickly copied down the steps to make pizza in his journal, since he figured he'd have a go at making one of his own outside of class.



Now that he had everything written down, Cris pocketed his quill and journal and proceeded over to the wash basin to wash his hands and grab an apron. Rubbing his hands together he washed them thoroughly before letting them drip dry. Then he selected an apron. A nice manly one before returning to the workstation.

Something pink caught his eye, and on turning to see what it was, he immediately chuckled when he saw it was Jasmine wearing a pink apron. "Nice pink apron you have there. Jasmine, are you up for partnering with me. I'm no too adapt in the kitchen," Cris asked as he reached over and pulled a bowl over to him.

Haha yeah, she figured as much and gave a shrug, not a defeated shrug but one of acceptance. "You'd only be lying to yourself if you thought I wouldn't try my luck anyway." Lex was all about pressing her luck and seeing what could happen after, like Grayson agreeing she could taste his pizza if--

"What?" She blinked, wondering how serious he was. "You'd trust a girl who can't make her own sandwiches to help you make a pizza you plan on eating after?" .....This...this explained why he wasn't a Ravenclaw, but sure. She'd let him have it. "I'll try not to mess everything up." And a firm nod before following them to have her hands washed. Her hair had already been pulled back. A result of being too lazy to brush it this morning leaving it in a messy bun. Her obvious choice was the blue apron. It was the only one that registered in her mind and if she'd just deprived a Claw of a robe...well tough.

Oh and lookit Lottie asking questions that already had answers because obviously they were partners, yes, this was assumed but then she figured that was to include Grayson so she didn't mind it being asked and instead glanced to Grayson for his agreement. "The way I see it, I can supervise, call it a collective effort. I'd be doing us all a favour really."

THEN THEY COULD EAT. "Even though we're only one group I think we should still have two pizzas." And with that, she shoved another bowl toward Grayson--ONE SHE'D SCOURGIFY-ED, SEE CONTRIBUTION!!!--along with everything Lottie had just used. They would work in sync then have them bake at the same time. Get on it dude, ten minutes are wasting!

Glancing over at the instructions, she saw a section for spraying the boil with. When it came to that, she would be on it. Honest.

Angel was just standing there wondering what to do when suddenly someone spoke to her, she turned around to say yes to the person until she realised it was her cutie-pie Benny who had totally just ignored her and basically left her for no reason what so ever.

"I suppose so." Angel gave a small smile, inwardly she wanted to beg him to partner her but she was playing it tough and trying to get him to realise that he had hurt her feeling by ignoring her, and he had no excuses they were in the same house so he could have spoken to her in the common room and told her what she had done wrong.

"Is there a spell to make me an Italian?" Angel asked him, "I could do a Pizza in seconds then." Angel wondered if that would be classed as cheating, but well she thought it was using her brains.

Smiles from the pretty one were appreciated. Very much. Thank you.

Did he trust Lex on making pizza when she couldn't even make her own sandwiches? "I trust you not to poison me, there's a difference." What? It was the truth. She wouldn't dare to do something like that, when her precious badge depended on it. Besides, the fact that Lex couldn't make her own sandwiches was interesting. Uh huh. Plus, he had full trust in her not messing everything up. Again, not saying because secrets.

Er. Did these two know each other? Maybe. Because he was about to open his mouth and agree to the pretty one's request for partnering up -- because OBVIOUSLY, she was asking HIM -- when Lex piped up. Supervising? Collective effort? HMMMM. Interesting. "We'd probably get the pizza making process done a little faster." MAYBE.

Soooooooooo they were going to work as a group of three them?

BRING IT.

"'Course! That leaves more pizza for everyone." See? He was being NICE. They all got bigger portions. Uh huh. It might have also been his greed or hunger talking but he didn't care. He still took the bowl form Lex, shooting her a smile and a "Thanks!" Did Lex realise that she'd be doing the minor work? Collecting things, cleaning things. Very minor.

Maybe that what was so appealing about supervising the whole thing. You got to do the least amount of work and get two pizzas out of it.

MAN, he had opted for the wrong job.

Copying the unknown girl, he was. More or less. A cup was magically cleaned before he poured one a half cups of warm water into his bowl. Cleaning the spoon too, he added a tablespoon of sugar and then a tablespoon of yeast. There. Easy peasy lemon squeezy.

"How much longer do we have to wait?"

O____________________________________________O


HAS HE DIED AND GONE TO HEAVEN!?!?!?!?!

They were making PIZZA!!!!!!! PIZZA! sweet beautiful pizza. Jeremiah would of squeaked had he not been so speechless by it all, really. Though his heavenly dream was crushed at the mention of tying hair back............. no, Jeremiah didn't do that, it wasn't debatable. Ahem, he'd just be in the back where he can't be seen or noticed. Not paying any attention to anyone at his workstation table he grabbed a pile of ingredients and started working at it after washing his hands properly and grabbing a random apron, which happened to be purple but you know he worked it. He's made a pizza before.......... Kinda, it almost worked but then again they eyeballed and guessed with ingredients so that was probably why they failed. Now though with the measurements laid out for him it was so on like donkey kong!

Settling all his things down he grabbed the water sugarand yeast and mixed it all up untill it was really mixed, actually it was untill he was bored but no matter. Sitting and looking down into his bowl he waited for it to become bubbly, because who knew when ten minutes was up really? After he noticed it bubbling some he assumed it ha been long enough and he dropped in his small amount of salt before stirring it agaiiin. PIZZA WAS HAPPENING!

Step 2+3
 

All right, after what seemed to be ten minutes of waiting time Tag checked his mixture. It seemed bubbly enough, so he just went with it and looked at the next set of instructions to complete. So the blonde added in that teaspoon of salt to the mixture and let it stir until everything seemed smooth and well mixed together.

Now this part, Tag didn't want to confuse himself and mess everything up. He figured if he still had the right amount of measurement mixed into the bowl then everything would be all right. So he first put in three cups of flour and then added in that one half next. That should do the trick. Hopefully, it didn't turn out to be bad or anything like that, seeing as he had taken a different route on how to do it. Every now and then Tag would gently poke the dough with a finger to see if it was transforming correctly.

The dough was somewhat pulling away from the bowl but, when Tag glanced at his fingers, some of it had decided to glue onto his skin. Hmmm. Would this be a probably later? Maybe Tag's way of doing things would prove to hinder him in his dough making. Anyway, it seemed all right, probably if it sat out a bit it'll all be perfect.

Step 1
 

Pizza, pizza, pizza, PIZZA.

That's all that was currently running through this Wayne's mind. Her love for pizza...it was quite something. Making sure to listen to everything carefully - even though she was already familiar with it - it didn't hurt to listen. Besides, it was pizza talk.

It was time to start!

Twisting her hair into a long braid, Beverly tossed it behind her back, grabbed an apron and proceeded to wash her hands. No germs. That was NOT allowed in Beverly Wayne's food. Ew.

Wiggling her fingers over her workstation, as if the stuff on it were tarot cards, Beverly pulled a bowl to the center and added water, sugar and yeast, then mixed them. Now bubbly, she needed to wait for that to happen.

Jasmine laughed at Cris' compliment about her apron. "Well you know I have to keep up my Pink Panther rep.", she said. When he asked her to be his partner, she replied, "Of course I will be your partner. Are you ready to get started?" Since Cris had already gotten a bowl, Jasmine grabbed a measuring cup, measuring spoons and a regular spoon.

"First we need the water, sugar and yeast. Why don't you take the measuring cup and measure out 1 1/2 cups of water. It needs to be warm though. I'll get the sugar and the yeast. We can pour it all in the bowl and you can mix it together. Then we wait."

Jasmine took the measuring spoons and measured 1 tablespoon of sugar. She took extra care to make sure that the spoon was full and the sugar was evenly distributed. Pouring that into the bowl, she next measured 1 tablespoon of yeast. Jasmine added the yeast to the sugar already in the bowl and waited for Cris to pour in the water.

Step 1
 

Her answer didn't leave him much confidence in the matter. Usually Angel was far more energetic and welcoming. Especially around him at times. And now she was almost like he was, close-lipped, the smile she gave the only thing that made him willing to continue with the partnership. Though he did manage a small chuckle at her question.

"I don't think so..." he answered offering a small smile of his own. Maybe that would break the tension. "But then it doesn't seem quite as bad as potions so maybe it can't all be that bad....right?" Glancing at his notes for the steps, he saw step number one and moved over a bowl. Out of habit he nearly took out his wand to scourgify it but this was muggle studies.

Oops.

He had caught himself in time thankfully. Then poured the sugar and yeast into the bowl before measuring out the water. This time using magic since it was allowed by Hadley, handing over to Angel. "You can do the honors."

Post 1
 

Cooking was a skill Cutty could value. Mostly because with it, he could lure a maaaa'aaaan. Or even an unsuspecting member of the board. This is how his thirteen year old brain figured it worked anyway as he'd seen by example of Adelaide Adams and her highly coveted brownies. So without hesitation, Cutty carried his pale little behind over to where the aprons where and fastened one onto his body. He looked it over and decided that it suited him. Maybe he'd even invest in one of them for future use.


He washed his hands next, careful to get beneath the fingernails and eager to work alone. He figured it was best this way. Cutty gathered the yeast, flour and sugar and combined them into a bowl very carefully. Yes, their Professor had said that it wasn't potions but what if something went wrong and he'd introduced the wrong ingredient at the wrong time and then had to start all over? Could that happen in muggle cooking? Were there ever ways to fix it? Why hadn't he paid attention when his own mother cooked their meals? They lived in a predominantly muggle building, but maybe she did use a bit of magic in the privacy of their own home whilst cooking for her and her boy. Cutty would pay closer attention next summer.

"Aquamenti." He said looking like an absurd fountain of a boy dressed in an apron as he held perfectly still to let the water flow into his mixture. Cutty was stirring his ingredients and looking around for texture, colour and clockwise or anti-clockwise stirring queues from his fellow classmates. He presumed a bisquey colour and that a smoother texture was what they were after. When he reached that texture he ceased stirring and withdrew the stirring instrument before hitting it with a cleansing charm.

Angel looked at Benny as he started to do the baking, this was going to be very interesting if they couldn't make themselves super good at baking, the only thing she was good at making was cookies and that was because her mamma helped her with it otherwise it would be a totally mess.

"Oh you don't know." Angel giggled as she looked at Benny. "I once accidently burnt something I was baking, I put it in the oven to cook and watched a film it wasn't until my mamma told me about it did I remember." Angel sighed, her mamma had made sure she kept a close eye on her since then.

"Oh cool." Angel looked around for a mixing spoon, she had been thinking of just using magic. "I'm all mixed up!!" Angel giggled as she said it but she wasn't watching what she was doing whilst mixing and the mixture splashed over her and Benny. "Is that okay Benny?"

Steps 4+5
 

So Tag had stood about a few more minutes, not doing anything, in hopes that the dough would turn out better and not all sticky to his fingers. He gave it another light jab with his fingers and it seemed to have fixed itself up somehow. Thouuuugghh, a little bit, much much much smaller than last time, had stuck itself to Tag's fingers.

Sigh.

Oh well, he'd gone this far and everything had seemed fine.

OH NO. These next steps were so difficult Tag hoped that he didn't mess it up. Kidding. This was the easiest tasks they would have to do with the dough. He got the spray bottle and covered it in the other bowl, trying to spread it out evenly. The boy, remembering something his father had always done, got a small piece of napkin, or something of the sort and moved it over the bowl. He wasn't quite sure why his dad did this, but he wouldn't question a chef's way. Then he put the dough into the sprayed bowl and placed a cloth over it.

Now he just played the waiting game.

internet is being lame and who knows when it'll stop so *does this all in one post*
 

Half a cup of flour, right. He squinted down at the measuring instruments before scooping up the required amount. He could do this, he totally could. Turning over the cup it feel into the bowl ad let up a small puff of flour!smoke!dust that went right up into his face..O_o Letting out a cough he waved the smoke away before mixing it again.

mix mix mix..

still too runny, another half a cup in, this time he did it carefully so that he wasn't bombarded with dust smoke. Mixing that up he squinted down at it's consistency before mixing a few more times.... onnne more half cup couldn't hurt, yeah?..


Scooping up one more half cup he poured it in gradually while stirring constantly. it was a tedious task to do the two things at once and at one point he had to stop his tongue from going between his teeth like it usually did when he was concentrating on doing something difficult.

The dough was pulling away from the sides and Jeremiah grinned to himself as he stuck a clean finger in it to make sure it didn't stick to it. Sweeettt!!!! All markers were for go!!!

He quickly sprayed the other bowl he was given and placed his dough in it before covering it. now he had to wait SOOOOOO loong. it was worth it though, pizza is always worth it. yes.

Jasmine. Step One
 

Cris chuckled at Jasmine's mention of the Pink Panther. He was glad that she remembered his teasing reference to the fuzzy creature the other day at lunch. He smiled gratefully when she agreed to partner up with him and then nodded eagerly when she asked whether he was ready to start making dough.

"As ready as I'll ever be," Cris replied cracking his knuckles to demonstrate his readiness. He listened as she doled out the duties. "Warm water, 1 1/2 cups of water? I'm on it," Cris nodded before reaching over to grab a measuring cup.

His first instincts were to whip out his wand and clean the cup before he realized he wasn't in potions class. He had to believe that the house elves kept everything clean in this kitchen. So that just left conjuring up the water. Pointing his wand inside the measuring cup, Cris cast the water spell, saying, "Aguamenti."

As water flowed out of his wand, Cris concentrated on keeping the water warm. Once the cup was filled, Cris ended the spell as he first emptied its contents into the bowl. Then he pointing his wand back inside the measuring cup and proceeded to fill it up midways before ending the spell and holstering his wand.

He poured the remaining water into the bowl and then picked up a wooden spoon and then stirred the ingredients all together, before letting it stand for 10 minutes.

When 10 minutes was up, he turned to Jasmine. "Okay what's next?"

2+3 here!
 

Step 1
 

A few minutes into her wait time, a young girl appeared next to Hayden. She looked to be about the same age, and by the color of her robes she was obviously a Hufflepuff. Hayden smiled and shook the hand that was offered to her. "Hi Norah, I'm Hayden. I don't, do you want to work together?" Yay for teamwork and new friends. With two of them, they probably wouldn't be able to mess anything up too badly. Probably. Hayden peered into the bowl, and decided to consult with her new partner. "Do you think that's bubby." Before starting something, weren't they supposed to have clear definitions so as not to cause confusing? Maybe that wasn't a rule for cooking.

Poison? Snort. "Believe me when I say they are more creative ways of killing you." Poison was sometimes slow and in the cases it wasn't, it was a little too quick for any real satisfaction. So he was right. He could very much trust her to not poison him while they worked on the pizzas together.

And he had the right idea. They would get it done faster working together...except not really now that they had two pizzas and two of them working on it. The odds were just like before but she wouldn't point that out because she was HELPING in the little ways she could. The Professor should let them make drinks during a lesson. She could, it was easy enough. Maybe some time closer to the summer when she'd be burning up.

OoooOoOo for a Slytherin Grayson was generous, or maybe it was because it was her and Lottie? In any case he was agreeing that the pizza sharing would happen and she was all for that, even when Lottie added the conditions to her getting a share. The Gryffindor beamed anyway because it was fine as long as they fed her. "That's cool, see, at least two of us standing here is ambitious so I'm guessing the pizzas will be big, then you factor in that at least one of us won't have a large appetite, so even if you have the biggest slices there'll still be more than enough for me." And she wouldn't have to go lifting too many fingers. Neat, huh?

But yes, follow Lottie's lead Grayson, she knew what she was doing--not that she doubted he didn't too but you always had more faith in the bestfriend, it was just a thing.

"Lemme know when we get to easy stuff." Granted what they were doing now was easy but shh, for now she was supervising. Busy work, it was.

Step 1 Redo
 

Angel seemed not to be sure of herself, fumbling with the steps and Benny suddenly found himself sprinkled with yeast and sugar just like Angel was beside him. So much for their first step. At least it was all still dry. But there wasn't enough of either still in the bowl to work from so they would have to start over. He wasn't going to take a chance by trying to. "Um....I think we should try this again..." he mused as he moved to retrieve more of the two ingrediants.

This time he measured and added the sugar salt and water himself, combining it just enough before setting it aside. They had ten minutes to wait before the next step. "How about I handle the mixing and you help by handing over the stuff when its needed," he suggested. That way they were still working together but there was more control.

Step one-bay
 

Watching get that ready he followed her suit and went and washed his hands. when they were dry Bay put on a black apron.. "sweet at least the apron isn't a girly colour…I can deal with the black apron" he thought as he he got back Lux was starting the first step.. he must of been gone for a few minutes because it was starting to bubble…. "hey Cucumber… its bubbling… what does it say for us to do now?" he tried to see their notes but her hair was in the way.. he brushed it over her shoulder for her..

"maybe you should tie up your hair?" he said… he surely loved Lux but he wouldn't like it to much if her long strands of red hair was in their food plus he just wanted an excuse to be closer to her. he he.

Why did it seem that when you watched something, it never bubbled? That was why instead of watching the bowl, Lux was staring off out the window while humming a song. Bay brought her back to earth however, and reminded her about the hair thing. "Oh, right. I guess we don't want that as an added ingredient." Making a face then giggling, she got a hair elastic from her pocket (obviously blue), and tied her hair up. "That's much better." No more hair over her shoulder.

After washing her hands again, Lux looked back at the board to see what they needed to do. "Okay, so I add the salt now..." In it went as she spoke. "And now you put those muscles to work and stir." Beam.