Traumend 26

[dritte_tochter]

[accidental second level for the win]

Hnn...I should add a little more salt and pepper, desu, then stir everything together~ [is using her reading skills the Master has taught her so far, but since she still doesn't know some of the words, this might taste interesting] And then some strawberries and some milk and some, umm...well, that one doesn't matter, desu~ And stir it together again...and put it in the oven~ And then I can go paint that stupid ugly human's jacket and then give these to the Master, desu!

[dreamily] The Master will definitely like these, desu, and he'll see what a wonderful cook I am and how much better I am than the Doctor, desu~ Not that I don't like the Doctor, but the Master spends too much time with him when he's supposed to be my medium, and that sort of bothers me a little, desu.

[aaaand something's burning] What's that smell...? AH! FIRE! THERE'S A FIRE IN THE OVEN, DESU! [turns off the heat to the stove but can't actually get the food from it and stares in horror] The Master's scones...!

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[masteronhigh.livejournal.com]

Well, that doesn't look fortuitous.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

Master! [ohmygosh how did he know?!] E-everything's fine, desu! See? [stands in front of the smoking oven, hands behind her back, grinning] I have everything under control, desu!

[masteronhigh.livejournal.com]

Oh, I believe you. But are you sure you don't want your medium's assistance?

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

O-of course you do, desu! Eh-heh...But, umm... S-since you're here, then I guess you can help me pull these out... [steps aside and looks into the oven, upset] I don't understand why they burned, desu...

[masteronhigh.livejournal.com]

Physics and chemistry, Suiseiseki. [trala! Time Lord hands do not feel heat! So out they go, no gloves necessary. And the Master's is a neat freak, so he cleans his hands off after]

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[watches him yank them out, almost stopping him when he doesn't wear mitts, then just sort of pouts and nods, climbing up on a stool to assess the damage to her scones -- which, by the way, smell horrible. so much for one-upping the Doctor~] B-but I did it just like the book said, desu...See? I heated the oven and put in all the flavours I like, desu...

[masteronhigh.livejournal.com]

Is it the first time you've cooked? [leans against the countertop]

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

Umm...ah... [frowns and pokes the scones, then nods] I-I can make tea, desu! But...but I wanted to make these for the Master, desu...

[masteronhigh.livejournal.com]

[smiles knowingly] Of course. Hm... Shall we make this a lesson, then?

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[blushes, cause awww, this was supposed to be for him and he's offering to help and she's embarrassed] I-I guess it can, desu...I-if you want, I mean! But only because the oven ruined my recipe, desu! N-not because I can't do it myself, okay?

[masteronhigh.livejournal.com]

[a small smirk] Oh, really? [why yes, he is poking about purposefully, why do you ask?] I'm afraid I doubt that, Suiseiseki. [takes the cookbook she was using and looks at the instructions] Do you have enough leftover of the required ingredients?

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[and here's Suiseiseki, looking crushed and even more embarrassed, if that's possible] But I...! [stops herself, frowning, then hops off her stool and opens a cupboard where she stashed all the ingredients she'd needed -- and some she didn't -- beginning to pull them out one by one] They're all right here, desu...Oof! S-stupid flour...!

[masteronhigh.livejournal.com]

[strokes her hair for a moment before helping her take the ingredients down] It's nothing to be ashamed of, Suiseiseki. You've only just started cooking - and reading - and it's remarkable that you didn't blow up the entire kitchen. [thoughtful pause] Though I suppose I'm used to the Doctor, and as such have very low expectations in my aquaintances for the culinary arts. [yes, that was intentional too] Well then~ I think we have everything we need~! Shall we start? I'll just guide you along, since I know you want to do this on your own. I'll just nudge you a little if you err at all.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

But I watched the little human's sister do it all the time, desu! [protest: Suiseiseki's number one skill. also: denial] A-a-and I'm not nearly as bad as the Doctor, desu! See? I'm not covered in batter like he was when he made a cake, desu! I can definitely cook better than he can! [hops back up on her stool, ready to prove this and watching the Master expectantly since he's still got her cooking book]

[masteronhigh.livejournal.com]

[such a talented girl!] Well, that's to be seen, now isn't it? [sets the book down on the table] You'll read it, and I'll be certain to stop you from erring, hm~? Ohh, a supportive role. I haven't done that in centuries.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

I am, desu! Just watch~ [sets about putting the ingredients together, glancing at the book occasionally, though it's obvious she's skipping certain ingredients or misreading them -- like salt for sugar, for instance~] I can definitely do this, desu!

[masteronhigh.livejournal.com]

[puts a hand over hers to stop her from continuing] Suiseiseki~

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

Eh...? [stares at his hand, then up at him, then at the salt shaker in her hand] Eh-heh...I-I was just, um...ah... [frowns, sets it down] I-I'll just go on to the next one, then, desu! [grabs for the flour so she can start measuring that out, instead. whyohwhy did he have to stand there and watch her? it was making her nervous~]

[masteronhigh.livejournal.com]

The sugar, Suiseiseki. You forgot the sugar. It's fine to need help. I think no less of you.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

Ah, um, I...! [frowns, staring at the flour all over the counter, then nods, shoulders slumping] I-if the Master wants to help, then, I guess, um...I guess he can help, desu...

[masteronhigh.livejournal.com]

[takes her hand with his (particularily, the hand on which he wears her ring)] Suiseiseki. Look at me.

[apatheticalblue.livejournal.com]

You all right?

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

I'm fine, desu! Everything is absolutely okay!

[apatheticalblue.livejournal.com]

Are you sure...?

Oh, you're cooking?

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

I-I-I'm definitely sure, desu! Everything's perfectly fine! I'm just making scones for the Master, desu! Eh-heh...