Today I watched Bard try to bake brownies, and I do regret it. Lizzy had heard some rumor about how cooking makes people happy, and brings people together, and asked, no, begged, if we could make brownies together. Sebastian had to go out to the market to buy a few things, so I am stuck with Bard in the kitchen, while he explains to me step-by-step how to make the brownies. First, Bard got out the things needed to make the small squares of chocolaty goodness. I never knew that you put vinegar in brownies... See, you learn new things everyday, I guess. As Bard mesured out the amount of gunpowder you put in them, I happened to glance over his shoulder at the ingredients. Eggs, cheese, flour, yeast, chocolate bars, gunpowder (of course), vinegar, glue, nuts, and other unidentifyable objects were next to him. Then, when I looked back up at him, he had poured everything together into a huge bowl, and was beating it madly.
"You have to make sure that you don't-" Bard said, just as the odd mixture bubbled crazily and spilled everywhere. I watched as he cleaned up the mess, curiously enough I thought I saw last nights leftovers in the mix, and I barley restrained myself from upchucking the delicious meal. I watched, in slight fear, as he grabbed a blow torch from somewhere beneath the counter. Where he had aqquired such a thing, I would never know. Last I was informed, Bard was banned of touching such objects.
"Bloody- Bard, I do not believe that is such a good idea." I slowly backed away, fearful of what would happen next.
"Don't worry, young master! Everything is under controll!" The next thing I knew, he had the torch on and a large blast came from the pan which he had poured the mixture into. That was the last time I stepped twenty yards near the kitchen. I later learned that Sebastian had gone to the market to buy the ingreadients for brownies.