Who: Lavi (
wtbindifference) and Nill (
neversing)
What: The blind leading the blind? Attempts are made to cook!
Where: The apartment shared with Allen. But Allen is not there. :E
When: January 10th, following
this.
It took Lavi a little under twenty minutes to get all of the ingredients they could possibly need and bring them back to the apartment, mostly because it had taken more than one trip, but he gave Nill a quick hopeful grin as he pushed the door open. Allen was still out, and would hopefully remain so, but if he came back unexpectedly... well, Lavi would probably throw a sheet over him and push him back out again.
He made several trips into the kitchen, and in the end everything was spread messily over the counter. Flour, sugar, baking soda, baking powder, eggs, buttermilk, regular milk, butter, salt, vanilla (an imitation kind of extract, apparently, which he understood would be alcohol-free), cooking oil, vinegar. Food coloring: cocoa: lemon extract: strawberries: blueberries: blackberries: black current. Gelatin.
"Heh," he said to Nill, half explanation and half apology. "I should've asked you what kind of cake you wanted first, huh?"