Title: Ginger Cookies
Prompt: Christmas Cookies (13/25)
Character(s): Marian, Lucivar Yaslana
Word Count: 182
Her kitchen was a disaster zone. She should have known better than to let Jaenelle and Daemonar anywhere near anything. But Jaenelle had looked at her with sad, sorrowful eyes, because no one every let her near a kitchen, and Daemonar had given her that same desperate look.
Now there was ginger cookie batter all over the kitchen, sticking to the ceiling and the floor, and hardening into a solid mess. She had taken a scraper to the kitchen floor after shooing Jaenelle and Daemonar out, promising she could clean up.
Sitting back, she pressed the heels of her hands against her eyes until stars exploded on her eyelids.
"Marian?" That was Lucivar. "What happened?"
"Your sister is playing with Daemonar outside."
He was quiet for a while before speaking. "That's good. You need a break. What happened to your cooki—oh."
Her husband was such a smart man sometimes. She lifted her head and stared at him. Saw the wary look in his eyes. "To Hell with my cookies!" she shouted, suddenly incensed and needing to yell. "What about my kitchen?"