Character(s): M'gann and Black Canary
Prompt: Cooking Lesson
Rating: K
Genre: Humor
Disclaimer: I do not own Mrs. Winners or Young Justice, the comic or the show, or any of the characters associated with it. I make no profit from this work of fiction; it is purely for entertainment purposes.
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"Are you sure? That mixture looks really gross with that melted butter in it."
Canary sighed and nodded, though she had to admit the dough did look like slime now. Her hands, hell, her entire forearm and the front of her suit was littered with flour and baking powder, and M'gann wasn't looking any better. The girl had called her hours ago in hopes that she would help her with her cooking, but they hadn't gotten very far. She glanced over at the girls' bowl, blinking as the dough seemed to knead and fold itself into an off white ball of fluff. If she didn't know any better she'd think the girl had brought her there to show off. The frown that wanted to form on her lips was held at bay only by the memory of her last attempt at cooking that had turned out to be little more than a pot full of sludge.
"Maybe I shouldn't have picked biscuits... "she muttered, nose crinkling as she pulled back her hands and watched the slop dribble from her fingertips. M'gann giggled softly, wiping the older womans' hands off with a towel.
"Maybe we can use my dough for the baking?"
Twenty minutes later they found themselves staring down at a pan of dirt colored lumps of dough, the tops bubbling orange with the remnants of heat. Canary was sure they hadn't added any cheese.
"M'gann... ever heard of Mrs. Winners?"
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*They have the most awesome biscuits ever.
