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here]The kitchen appeared to be empty, but Kratos understood that initial impressions were usually incorrect. Through the dim light provided by the flashlights they had, he couldn't see anything lying out; everything was apparently tucked into the appropriate cabinet or drawer, which was how a proper kitchen was meant to be kept, but given
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And here was the kitchen. With absolutely no one in it. Going over the wall was definitely a better idea than going through the Sun Room which always seemed to be guarded. Better yet, they'd even made a friend.
As soon as Mori was certain the area was clear, he started moving toward the pantries to collect the ingredients they needed - and a few things the little wind ghost could play with. There was no doubt she'd like some paper or flour to swirl around, so he brought extras of both. Mori wasted no time in lining up the baking sheets, bowls, measuring cups, spoons, flour, sugar and all the other things they needed on the counters.
Once he was just about certain things were set, he looked to Mitsukuni and waited for his cousin to give him further instructions on what sort of cake they'd be making. Was tonight chocolate or strawberry or something else entirely?
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It soon grew bored with that game, however, and moved on to where Honey was measuring out ingredients, finding this whole process highly fascinating. As he scooped up some of the flour the contents of the cup abruptly flew up and out, swirling around in patterns above their heads for a moment before dropping to fall on the kitchen like an odd snowfall.
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He didn't even mind having to remeasure the ingredients occasionally as Windy played with them. Once the mixture was complete, it was just a matter of pouring the batter into the cake pans and making the frosting while they waited. Takashi helped remember most of the recipe, and Honey did his best to remember the way Wonka had shown him to add or stir or prepare things to make it taste extra good.
When the frosting was finished and the cake nearly finished in the oven, Honey hurried to play again. The balloon was almost as fun for him as it was the ghost. He chased after it, making a game of it as he jumped to reach the paper ball, if only to keep it from falling to the ground.
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