Re: Another Kitchen

**Molly Prewett** January 30th 2011, 9:27 am

Molly smiles very, very sweetly. "Ted Tonks, let me, like, make this simple for you. Either you share that cookie dough, or there will be a frying pan in this kitchen with your face permanently imprinted on it. Am I, like, clear, or should I totally demonstrate?" she asks, grabbing one of her old favourite cast iron pans ready.

**Ted Tonks** January 30th 2011, 6:22 pm

Ted laughed again because angry!Molly is fucking adorable. I mean really she's like some evil little swirl of ginger hair. He took a few careful steps back so he could grab a second bowl and scraped about half the dough into it, "If you did that could we make Ted shaped pancakes?"

**Molly Prewett** January 31st 2011, 1:20 am

Molly giggles at that, appeased because Ted is clearly getting the hang of sharing time now. "OhmyGod! Yes! We could, like, totally make Ted shaped pancakes. Ooh we could get whipped cream and strawberries and choc chips to make a little Ted face on the Ted pancakes, too!" she says, distracted from cookie dough by Ted shaped pancakes, the frying pan held loosely and mostly forgotten in one hand as the other reaches for one of the bowls.

**Ted Tonks** January 31st 2011, 1:37 am

Ted laughed hysterically, "That sounds amazing! I want them now! Can we make Molly shaped waffles too!!?!?!!?!" He carefully moved the frying pan away from her and pushed the bowl at her, "Now eat up! The pies should be done in about ten minutes."

**Molly Prewett** January 31st 2011, 1:40 am

Molly giggles. "I don't know if the world could handle the awesomeness of Molly shaped waffles," she says, happily abandoning the pan for the bowl. She hoists herself back up onto the bench and scoops cookie dough onto her fingers and into her mouth, obediently following Ted's directions because why wouldn't she when the outcome is cookie dough? "OhmyGod I, like, love cookie dough," she announces, and checks the timer for the cookies.

**Ted Tonks** January 31st 2011, 2:53 am

Ted nodded, "Cookie dough is the best." The awesome that would be Ted and Molly breakfast foods. Want. The timer beeped and he pulled the shepherds pies out the oven. Tam wants one now. He put them down on the counter and fanned them a little with the oven mitt.

**Molly Prewett** January 31st 2011, 3:02 am

Mya spent all morning answering PMs and stuff and didn't make her lunch. Now she's sad. She wants Mollywaffles and Tedcakes.
"There is, like, no problem that cannot be solved by cookie dough," Molly announces, swinging her legs back and forth so that the heels of her boots thud against the cupboard doors. She sniffs appreciatively at Ted's pies. "They look totally awesome!" she chirps, and then her own timer goes off and she pulls the cookies out. With oven mitts of course, she's ditzy but not fucking retarded.

**Ted Tonks** January 31st 2011, 3:35 am

Ted will now forever call her Mollywaffles. And good, Ted doesn't want her hands burnt off. Molly is ditzy except she's a culinary genius. Remember. He moved them onto two plates and pulled out some cutlery while she got the cookies. Then he got them drinks and sat down on a stool, "Bon apetit"

**Molly Prewett** January 31st 2011, 3:42 am

Mollywaffles and Tedcakes: Partners in Culinary Crime. Molly lets the cookies cool a bit so they can have them for dessert and takes the stool next to Ted. The sitting stool, not the stool sample. That doesn't belong in the kitchen. "Thanks," she chirps, and digs in. Then she spits the mashed potato into a napkin. "Ow ow ow hot hot hot!" she squeals, and takes a long drink.

**Ted Tonks** January 31st 2011, 4:00 am

That should be the title of their book. Ted laughed at her as she spat out the food, "You did see it come out the oven, and notice the steam right?" He took a spoon of his own and blew on it a bit before carefully tasting it, "Mmmm I love bacon."

**Molly Prewett** January 31st 2011, 4:34 am

"I forgot," Molly says with a frout, throwing the napkin full of recycled mashed potato into the bin and trying again at a much more appropriate rate. "OhmyGod, the tastebuds that haven't been burnt off are, like, totally deliciagasming right now! Well done, Ted~~cakes~~." That should totally be the name of their book.

**Ted Tonks** January 31st 2011, 5:33 am

It will be. "I love the recipe! Where did you get it?" He took another bite of the food. Tam really wants to try to cook that now. He is happily eating now and not really talking because food comes before conversation.

**Molly Prewett** January 31st 2011, 5:38 am

Mya agrees. Food > talking. Always.
Molly greams with pride. "I made it myself," she says. Mya stole it from I think taste.com. Votever. "I just sort of, like, played around with things and tweaked the original recipe from my grandma; she never even wrote it down, just taught me how, and I went from there, you know? My brothers like this one best, anyway - I tried, like, all sorts of things that never quite measured up, you know?"

**Ted Tonks** January 31st 2011, 7:58 am

"Yeah, it's hard to find things that complement lamb. Aside from mint sauce that is." Ted, Tam, Draco and Audrey all really really really want lamb chops with mint sauce. Ted quickly finished up his own bowl because it's amazing and delicious. After he finished he drank some water and relaxed against the table, "What are we doing with the extra? You want some for Kingsley?"

**Molly Prewett** January 31st 2011, 8:03 am

FML. I am so hungry. I shouldn't have spent all my change on drinks, all I've eaten today is a bag of pretzels.
"Uh huh.," Molly agrees, twirling a strand of hair around her fingers while she waits for hers to cool a tiny bit more. "Um, yeah, I should take him some because he, like, totally forgets to eat otherwise. He's so weird. Who would want to forget food!? Anyway, you should totally try a cookie!"

**Ted Tonks** January 31st 2011, 8:13 am

Ted shook his head, "He forgets to eat!??!? That's crazy. How can anyone forget to eat? Eating's the best." Still shaking his head he reached over and grabbed a cookie. Taking a bite he grinned at her, "Delicious!"

**Molly Prewett** January 31st 2011, 8:16 am

"I know, right? Like, what is the point of anything without food?" Molly says, shaking her head as if to say 'my boyfriend, the digestively retarded one'. Then she smirks. "Naturally. It was, like, a really good recipe to follow, though," she says fairly, because it's true. She eats her pie now, washing the taste down with some water before she can try one of her own cookies too. "Did you want to take, like, a bunch of these, too?" she offers.

**Ted Tonks** January 31st 2011, 8:28 am

He grinned at her, "That would be great! I would love to take a bunch of them with me, I'll need something to keep me sane." He took another cookie as he walked over to a cupboard and found some baggies and boxes then walked back over to them, "How many do you want?"

**Molly Prewett** January 31st 2011, 8:33 am

Molly shrugs. "Just a few. I've, like, always got cookies," she says, grinning, because Molly is a cookie factory. Yes, she is. She tries one fresh, smiling at how good it tastes. "Awesome," she judges, waiting for Ted to wrap everything up to go.

**Ted Tonks** January 31st 2011, 8:42 am

"Okay!" Ted handed molly the box for the pies and then put a few cookies in a bag before putting the rest into another for him. He handed her her bag, "There you go. And it doesn't surprise me at all that you always have cookies around. Not that I think Gideon and Fabian would let them last very long."

**Molly Prewett** January 31st 2011, 8:44 am

Molly takes the packages gratefully. "Thanks," she says, and giggles. "You're right. Except sometimes I just, like, leave boxes of cookies on their beds to keep them happy. They totally get all growly and stuff when they're hungry. I'll see you next time, ok? Bye!" she chirps and skips off because Mya has to log off & go home now.

Guest February 4th 2011, 4:32 pm

Sirius is here, surrounded by sammiches and generally being a happy camper because he has sammiches and house elves to serve him and everything is wonderful and delicious.

Lucius Malfoy February 4th 2011, 4:36 pm

Lucius walked in, and I guess he'll be on his meds so everything is chill for him. He demanded a house elf go make him breakfast, in a most rude way, then sat himself on a table as he waited for the stupid creature to hurry the fuck up (omgMyadontreadthis). He noticed Sirius over at his own table, and decided to be nice and ignore him. Just kidding-- He's going to make a rude comment. Wow, it's early let me think of a comment. I can't. Lucius is just going to tap his pimp cane loudly against the table he sat on, and hope that it bothers Sirius' sammich time because it's really annoying when he does this.

Guest February 4th 2011, 4:42 pm

It IS really annoying when Lucius does this, I can just imagine it and I want to swat him like a fly, and so does Sirius. Sirius slowly puts his sammich back down on his plate and looks up, fixing Lucius with a glare especially reserved for those infringing on his sammich eating time. "Yes, Lucius? Do you have something to say, or do you just like feeling like a muggle pimp with your fancy little cane there?" Sirius questions, completely disregarding the abused house elf, even if he himself isn't quite so rude to ones that aren't Kreacher.

Lucius Malfoy February 4th 2011, 4:46 pm

Lucius glanced over at Sirius, a bored expression crossing his face as he arched an eyebrow. "Hm? Oh, no. Nothing to say here. Just getting breakfast, why does it bother you?" he asked Sirius with a falsely cheerful grin. He took the meal that the house elf prepared for him, but realized that he couldn't eat and annoy Sirius with the tapping noise at the same time. Seeing as it annoyed Black so much, Lucius charmed it to continue tapping on its own as he ate his breakfast of whatever meal he's having, let's go with French Toast because I want that right now. How mature of him.

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