Advent drabble 4
See how I'm writing lots of gen incidentally! I can when I try *g*
(Alex Rider series) Alex Rider, Jack Starbright- Mince Pies
"He SAID he'd be back today and it's almost supper time and where IS he!"
Jack sighed, Alex was sulking again. It was difficult enough dealing with a bored eleven year old, trapped inside by constant rain and sleet, but Ian Rider had promised he's be back and he wasn't and Alex was far too smart to be put off anymore.
"Alex you know he's got lots of work to do!"
"But he promised! He's going to take me to that climbing wall tomorrow so we're ready for our trip and..."
Jack grabbed hold of Alex's shoulders and turned him to face her.
"I know what he promised but staring out of the window won't make him come any faster and neither willl constantly pacing the living room and certainly not complaining to me."
Jack couldn't help the way her own eyes strayed to the door.
"And anyway it's only 5 o'clock, he could still come back."
Alex scowled harder but he did come and sit on one of the stools in the kitchen where Jack was.
A few minutes later Jack could feel his eyes following her movements as she measured out amounts for a pastry recipe she'd found in Helen's handwriting. He was clearly interested but determined not to speak.
"I'm making Mince Pies," Jack said making sure not to look at the way Alex's hand was creeping across the counter towards the recipe. "If we're going to be here for Christmas this year rather than in Spain I thought we should have some traditional British foods."
"But you're not British!" Alex said scornfully.
"Well no, but you are, and Ian is and we're going to make them anyway. Grab that sugar will you?"
Jack carried on what she was doing, knowing better than to check if Alex was doing as he was told. He was far more likely to get involved if she didn't watch him.
An hour later when Ian Rider finally did get home he looked completely exhausted after his conference on... well Jack wasn't exactly clear what it had been on. The grin on Alex's face threatened to split it in two but Jack thought her reward was probably more in the smile Ian gave Alex on being presented with a warm mince pie straight from the oven.
(Alex Rider series) Alex Rider, Jack Starbright- Mince Pies
"He SAID he'd be back today and it's almost supper time and where IS he!"
Jack sighed, Alex was sulking again. It was difficult enough dealing with a bored eleven year old, trapped inside by constant rain and sleet, but Ian Rider had promised he's be back and he wasn't and Alex was far too smart to be put off anymore.
"Alex you know he's got lots of work to do!"
"But he promised! He's going to take me to that climbing wall tomorrow so we're ready for our trip and..."
Jack grabbed hold of Alex's shoulders and turned him to face her.
"I know what he promised but staring out of the window won't make him come any faster and neither willl constantly pacing the living room and certainly not complaining to me."
Jack couldn't help the way her own eyes strayed to the door.
"And anyway it's only 5 o'clock, he could still come back."
Alex scowled harder but he did come and sit on one of the stools in the kitchen where Jack was.
A few minutes later Jack could feel his eyes following her movements as she measured out amounts for a pastry recipe she'd found in Helen's handwriting. He was clearly interested but determined not to speak.
"I'm making Mince Pies," Jack said making sure not to look at the way Alex's hand was creeping across the counter towards the recipe. "If we're going to be here for Christmas this year rather than in Spain I thought we should have some traditional British foods."
"But you're not British!" Alex said scornfully.
"Well no, but you are, and Ian is and we're going to make them anyway. Grab that sugar will you?"
Jack carried on what she was doing, knowing better than to check if Alex was doing as he was told. He was far more likely to get involved if she didn't watch him.
An hour later when Ian Rider finally did get home he looked completely exhausted after his conference on... well Jack wasn't exactly clear what it had been on. The grin on Alex's face threatened to split it in two but Jack thought her reward was probably more in the smile Ian gave Alex on being presented with a warm mince pie straight from the oven.