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[curiously_cora]

There were two bowls filled with a sort of beige slop. Twenty six slightly odd shaped cookies in the oven. And there was one recipe book flying through the air. All of which could possibly have something to do with the screaming teenager flailing awkwardly in the doorway.

Coraline was stuck. She couldn't move out of the doorway no matter how much

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[red_ponytail]

Bill heard Coraline yelling as he went into the kitchen, but he also smelled the burning food, so he quickly pulled the biscuits from the oven before the place started to fill with smoke, then half-jogged to where she was.

"Coraline, what are you on abou - oh, bloody hell," he said as he turned the corner and saw what she was standing under. "You're stuck, aren't you."

[curiously_cora]

"No, I can move just give me a minute. I won't be defeated by an evil, enchanted piece of mistletoe!" Coraline said flailing forward before screaming in frustration. "They won't move and now my cookies are burnt too. I hate this stupid island."

[red_ponytail]

"Coraline." He didn't say it loudly, but his tone left no room for arguement. "You're all right, you're just stuck, you know that. You need someone to kiss you."

[curiously_cora]

"But no one wants to kiss me," Coraline said trying to wriggle herself free and then tried to hit herself free. Coraline hated being trapped and she hated feeling like this and she hated the stupid island. "Let me go!"

[red_ponytail]

Calmly, Bill stepped forward until he was close enough to be stuck as well. "You know what I'm going to say," he told her, "but believe it or not, I do remember a bit what it's like to be your age. So I'll just free you." He bent down, took her chin between thumb and forefinger, and kissed her, gentle and chaste.

"There," he said, stepping back. "Will you please stop having kittens now?"

[curiously_cora]

"Yes but when you were my age there were lots of other students your age. I'm alone," Coraline said before looking up as Bill touched her chin and kissed her. Coraline was a little bit confused by the kiss. Coraline had always liked and admired Bill but she felt weird kissing him and not the weird way she thought girls were supposed to feel when a boy kissed them.

"Am not having kittens," Coraline said sulkily, wiping her mouth. "Are the biscuits burned? They were for you."

[red_ponytail]

He bit back the urge to laugh as Coraline wiped his kiss away, not wanting her to mistakenly think his amusement was directed at the biscuits. "Were they?" he said, eyebrows raising slightly. "Well, that was very nice of you, Coraline, thank you. Honestly, I didn't take much of a look at them as I took them out of the oven, I was more concerned with seeing what you were on about." He tilted his head in the direction of the kitchen. "Let's go see, maybe we can save them."

[curiously_cora]

"Yes, I thought I'd practise on you before I made some for Ja-um, friends. Definitely friends," Coraline said cutting off the name Jake or Jacob before she could blurt it out. "If I was in trouble then I probably would have said help. Maybe."

Coraline bounded around Bill towards the kitchen to check the biscuits. They were black, inedible looking things. "I don't think even Cat would eat these and he eats other mice."

[red_ponytail]

There had been a name in there, a name she'd started to say but cut herself off, but Bill didn't question it. He knew something about girls and their crushes from Ginny.

"Yeah, those are done for, I'm afraid," he said, taking a look at them. "Want me to help you with another batch?"

[curiously_cora]

"Okay, you have to tell me if they are horrible though. They have to be right," Coraline said simply. Coraline had never cooked with Adam before, she hadn't actually cooked before. All she'd ever done was use the microwave and that was easy. "Did you cook... with your mum?"

[red_ponytail]

"Yeah," Bill confirmed as he got rid of the burnt cookies. "When I was younger I cooked with her a lot. I missed it once I'd gone away to Egypt for work."