I'm Dreaming of a White...Day?
The service staff at Hokkaido palace find it really strange when Lord Jadeite takes over a corner of the kitchen for himself. Of all things, he seems to cook or bake when he's stressed. That doesn't seem to be the reason he's there today, though. In fact, there's the faintest hint of a smile on his face that won't leave.
He's baking, today. And it seems he's been busy for a while already. Several batches of petit fours lay out on doilies. Most are decorated, some are not. Those are either cooling or have been put aside carelessly in a 'not-good-enough' pile. Granted, the 'not-good-enoughs' are still entirely edible, there's just some small imperfection that has warranted them a place in the trash pile.
Right now, Chef Jadeite (who has traded his normal, ornate jacket and capelet for a regular white button-up and apron) is working with fondant, covering the current batch of tiny cakes with pastel spring colours. It's almost White Day, and he has presents to give out! Er, or he will, at least.
Come interrupt? Sample the goods?
He's baking, today. And it seems he's been busy for a while already. Several batches of petit fours lay out on doilies. Most are decorated, some are not. Those are either cooling or have been put aside carelessly in a 'not-good-enough' pile. Granted, the 'not-good-enoughs' are still entirely edible, there's just some small imperfection that has warranted them a place in the trash pile.
Right now, Chef Jadeite (who has traded his normal, ornate jacket and capelet for a regular white button-up and apron) is working with fondant, covering the current batch of tiny cakes with pastel spring colours. It's almost White Day, and he has presents to give out! Er, or he will, at least.
Come interrupt? Sample the goods?