Chosen By The Moon

Chenen By The Moon

Still I suppose I did have to wash up. I forced my howly to stand, stretching my used limbs out anst shakily walking to the Lewis’s room, which had belonged to me just as much this preit weet. | hard quick cool shower, not liking the feeling of the water on my back, and changed into a simple pair of leggings and one of Lewit ́s T–shirts. I was still borrowing clothes from people In the pack house.

made my way back down with my wet hair scooped up into a messy bun and entered the kitchen to see that blonde woman, wearing a blue apron and gathering all the necessary ingredients to bake this cake.

Oh good, I didn’t think you would come. Here…” She threw another apron at me and smiled befor opening the fridge and grabbing a carton of eggs. It was so strange to see the all the ingredients laid out. In the past we were lucky to get three items to make pancakes, never mind the rest of it. “So, I thought you could do the pouring and mixing, while I do the measuring? Does that sound ok?”

“Look, I really don’t have the… This woman was formidable, in fact, I don’t think she had ever been denied anything in her entire life.

“Oh, well if you don’t have the energy I suppose I could help with the mixing, only when you get tired though.” She chuckled and began humming a little tune while I just stared on, baffled by the entire interaction. “Come on…” she called me over and I sighed, I had no idea who she was but at least I was in the pack house if someone decided they actually needed me. So I slipped the apron on over my head,

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“I might not be able to stay for the whole…” I tried but was cut off again, this woman was the only person ever to actually render me speechless. I was just so shocked at how pushy she was to get me to

do something so menial.

“Of course you can, you’re allowed to have some fun you know…” She poured some sugar into the bowl that sat on the scales and pointed to it one it was all measured out. “Come one, into the mixing bowl.

Your on pouring duty remember.” I frowned but nodded, grabbing the bowl and pouring it into the large metal bowl that sat next to me. “Good, now pass me the flour, don’t forget. You have to sift it when you pour it in to get rid of lumps.”

My baffled expression quickly changed into one of amused acceptance. As we continued to add things into the bowl. By the time it was ready for mixing, there was flour everywhere, we were both chuckling away at whatever the other person had said and I couldn’t help but feel Relaxed in her presence.

“Right, get mixing.” I picked up the little hand whisk and placed it in the gloopy mixture ready to attempt to make it smooth, trust me when I say it was a lot harder than I had thought. “Come on, you’re young, put your back into it.”

Eventually it was poured into a tin and placed in the oven to actually cook while me and this woman began cleaning up. “You can have a taste if you want, the best part about baking is licking the spoon. and scraping the bowl clean.” She stated placing the whisk on her tongue and licking some of the

mixture off.

I swiped my finger over the side of the bowl and brought it up to my lips. Surprisingly it tasted nice. Very sweet but nice.

“I actually had fun doing that.” I stated with a small smile. As I got another finger scoop of left o

cake mix.

“Well, we aren’t done yet you know? We have to decorate it first… How about some lunch while we for it bake and to cool down.” She began to gather more items and I couldn’t help but feel guilty at using all the packs supplies.

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