[Video]
[The camera is turned on, pointing it to a familiar person person still in his armor.]
Yukimura-san you can do it! Just slowly add the flour to the mixer
[Slowly, she says, but the term is unfamiliar to Yukimura, and he just ends up dumping it in, resulting in a large cloud of white. Needless to say it gets EVERYWHERE. Tohru coughs a little and sets the camera down. She appears on the screen now beside Yukimura and takes the mixing bowl.]
Ah! A-apologies Honda-dono...! This... flour is quite the unruly ingredient...
It is rather tough but you just need to work it! U-Um..like preparing for a fight! You work the flour into the butter and eggs so they both can work together to become a good cake!
Like a fight, Honda-dono?
[He gives it some thought as he stares at the defenseless bowl. A smile spreads across his face, as he seemingly comes to an understanding of what she means. So he picks up the bowl, holds it firmly against his body, and starts to beat like mad. How that bowl is even surviving such a rough treatment is a mystery. Tohru suddenly yelps and tries to stop him.]
UOOOOOOOOOO!! THIS HEART IS ABLAZE!!!
---Y-Y-Yukimura-san!!!
[--But instead batter gets everywhere. She flails her hands and tries to hold onto the bowl still. He stops immediately, and looks to Tohru, there's flour in his hair, and batter on his nose... he's bundle of messy confusion. Tohru is just as messy as him. There are bits of batter on her cheeks and nose.]
Th..Thats too violent..
-too violent? But is this not similar to a battle? I, Yukimura, must put all my effort into producing this mixture!
You...have to gently mix it! Lik-Like- making tea.
[She gently takes his hand with the whisk and begins moving his hand in the motions of stirring.]
Like this.
Like tea--?
[His sentence ends rather abruptly as Tohru takes his hand. He'll never get used to such a level of physical contact. You can probably see him blushing despite the distance between himself and the communicator. He gulps, but lets Tohru continue.]
[The camera pings out suddenly then it clicks on a bit later. Tohru smiles sheepishly at the screen. She shows the finished cake and it is nicely made. There is one next to it as well; half eaten.]
um..I'm sorry about that.. H-Happy Birthday Ciel-san! I made the cake you requested.
((ooc: ahaha red is Yukimura and blue is Tohru. |D; forgive their..fail.s-sorry for tl;dr))
Yukimura-san you can do it! Just slowly add the flour to the mixer
[Slowly, she says, but the term is unfamiliar to Yukimura, and he just ends up dumping it in, resulting in a large cloud of white. Needless to say it gets EVERYWHERE. Tohru coughs a little and sets the camera down. She appears on the screen now beside Yukimura and takes the mixing bowl.]
Ah! A-apologies Honda-dono...! This... flour is quite the unruly ingredient...
It is rather tough but you just need to work it! U-Um..like preparing for a fight! You work the flour into the butter and eggs so they both can work together to become a good cake!
Like a fight, Honda-dono?
[He gives it some thought as he stares at the defenseless bowl. A smile spreads across his face, as he seemingly comes to an understanding of what she means. So he picks up the bowl, holds it firmly against his body, and starts to beat like mad. How that bowl is even surviving such a rough treatment is a mystery. Tohru suddenly yelps and tries to stop him.]
UOOOOOOOOOO!! THIS HEART IS ABLAZE!!!
---Y-Y-Yukimura-san!!!
[--But instead batter gets everywhere. She flails her hands and tries to hold onto the bowl still. He stops immediately, and looks to Tohru, there's flour in his hair, and batter on his nose... he's bundle of messy confusion. Tohru is just as messy as him. There are bits of batter on her cheeks and nose.]
Th..Thats too violent..
-too violent? But is this not similar to a battle? I, Yukimura, must put all my effort into producing this mixture!
You...have to gently mix it! Lik-Like- making tea.
[She gently takes his hand with the whisk and begins moving his hand in the motions of stirring.]
Like this.
Like tea--?
[His sentence ends rather abruptly as Tohru takes his hand. He'll never get used to such a level of physical contact. You can probably see him blushing despite the distance between himself and the communicator. He gulps, but lets Tohru continue.]
[The camera pings out suddenly then it clicks on a bit later. Tohru smiles sheepishly at the screen. She shows the finished cake and it is nicely made. There is one next to it as well; half eaten.]
um..I'm sorry about that.. H-Happy Birthday Ciel-san! I made the cake you requested.
((ooc: ahaha red is Yukimura and blue is Tohru. |D; forgive their..fail.s-sorry for tl;dr))