Title: Simple Words
Word: blueberries
Request by: blizzardblu

It was a rainy Saturday afternoon and the twins were stuck inside, bored. They couldn't really go out and bug their favorite toy like they had previously planned when the sky outside was still bright and sunny. This was something Haruhi would probably be grateful for since she would finally get a chance to finish her chores which she rarely got to seeing as the host club dragged her off at the most inopportune moments.

Eventually the twins boredom (and hunger) lead them to the kitchen which was, for some reason, empty. Where did the cook go? In fact, where were all the maids? They hadn't seen anyone in the mansion all day. They wandered around the kitchen searching for some thing to eat when they eventually came upon a recipe book that the cook had left open on the counter. The page was open to a recipe for blueberry pie. The two looked at each other for a moment before they just shrugged their shoulders and started looking through the cabinets for the ingredients.

1 9inch pie shell

4 to 5 cups of fresh (or frozen) blueberries

1/4 cup corn starch

They found the first three ingredients in both the cabinet and the fridge. The looked at the rest of the ingredients. Flour, Sugar, vanilla extract. What the hell was vanilla extract? And egg wash for that matter? Did that mean they had to wash the egg? Most of it just didn't make sense. They didn't even know that butter was salted.

As Kaoru looked through the list of ingredients again trying to make sense of what they were suppose to do, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around only to be hit by a ball of flour. His other half stood there holding his side unaware that Kaoru had picked up the bowl of blueberries they had gotten from the fridge. Before he knew it, Hikaru was his half the blueberries in the bowl which smeared down his face. And so began the blueberry war. Rather than making the pie as they had intended to do, Hikaru and Kaoru ended up running around the kitchen throwing the remainder of the flour and blueberries they had found in the fridge.

When the cook came back close to a half hour later with the rest of the ingredients for that nights desert, she found her kitchen a complete mess. There was flour, butter, probably sugar, and what he took to be the blueberries he had put in the fridge, smeared all over the fridge, cabinets, and two identical boys who sat in the middle of the kitchen laughing until their sides hurt. Angry, she grabbed both boys and shoed them upstairs to shower. The cook looked back at her kitchen and sighed as she grabbed the mop to begin cleaning.

The twins ran up the stairs still laughing and trailing blueberry goo over the carpet. And that was how a very boring rainy afternoon turned into a fun afternoon for them but an exhausting afternoon for their cook.

Hope this came out okay. Things in my head seem to make a little more sense for some reason.