Prompt: Sometimes, You Can Even See Rating: K
Summary: Baking, brownies, brackendra.
A/N: Happy November! I'm going to finish this if it kills me! Luckily, I have all day to catch up! Question: Would you guys be interested in a soulmate story? Just an idea.
"What are you making?" Bracken asked curiously, peering over Kendra's shoulder.
Kendra shrugged, "Brownies."
"I feel like I should know what that is," Bracken said, "But honestly, I don't."
"Poor Bracken," Kendra teased, "Doesn't know a thing now does he?"
Bracken rolled his eyes, something he must have picked up recently from either Kendra or Seth. The first smiled that she knew she affected her boyfriend. "Can you just tell me what it is?" Bracken asked curiously, "It sounds interesting, especially if you're making it."
Kendra hit him playfully with the spatula, "Flatterer."
"Don't pretend you don't love it," he countered.
"Brownies are a chocolate treat," Kendra explained, "You tried chocolate the other day, it's like that, except softer in a way. A different texture. You'll like it, trust me."
"Can I help?" Bracken asked.
"Sure," Kendra handed him the bowl, "Can you keep mixing that for me? Warren broke the electric mixer when he had Seth tried to make smoothies the other day."
Bracken chuckled, "How did that happen?" He asked curiously.
"They added too many things and a lot of them were too hard," she explained, "Broke the blades and made the kitchen a total mess. You were in the fairy realm at the time, but it took them a good two weeks to clean up the whole thing."
"That sounds like them," Bracken said.
"Yep," Kendra agreed, "Since they are now banned from the kitchen, I can bake a little more for table knowing they aren't going to come in and mess it up."
"I resent that!" A voice called from the living room, presumably her brother.
Kendra ignored him, "Let me know when that batter's nice and smooth," she said.
Bracken nodded before proceeding to mix the batter for a good ten minutes. Since they didn't have an electric mixer, it would for sure take longer to mix. "Done," he announced after the batter was free of clumps.
Kendra took the bowl delicately from him, careful not to spill as she poured into the pan before popping it into the oven. She pulled out her phone and set a quick timer.
"Now what?" Bracken asked.
"We wait," Kendra pulled up a stool and set it at the counter. Bracken pulled up one of his own before sitting down as well.
"How long do we wait?" Bracken asked.
Kendra shrugged, "Until the timer goes off." She looked to the pan, "Sometimes, you can even see when it's done, but it's a little unreliable to go by sight. I usually wait until the timer goes off and then stick a wooden stick in it."
"Why would you do that?" Bracken asked curiously.
"If the stick comes out clean, it's good." Kendra said.
"Strange," Bracken said.
"It's pretty simple once you get the hang of it," Kendra said, "But I suppose it's a little strange. But to put it another way, brownies are done when they are more solid rather than the battery texture, if that makes sense."
"A little." Bracken said.
"It'll have to do," Kendra said, "It's going to be about twenty minutes before they're ready, do you want to do something well, we wait?"
"What do you have in mind?" Bracken asked.
"How about a movie?" Kendra asked.
"Sure," Bracken got up and walked towards the living room, Kendra in tow. "What movie?"
"Star Wars," Kendra said, "I think tou'll like it."
"Sounds strange," Bracken remarked.
"I happen to like it, thank you very much." Kendra huffed, "And just for that, you no longer have a say in what we watch."
"Did I ever?" Bracken asked.
"I suppose not," Kendra smiled, "But now you erased any chance you had."
Bracken shrugged, "How about we start the movie?"
Kendra nodded as she clicked the remote, putting on the show. Twenty minutes later, they were cozied up watching a movie, eating an entire pan of brownies.