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Rin Okumura | #A2F9FF

 

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[satanslash]

[It was earlier than Rin would normally have the doors open, but he was awake and in the middle of prepping for just that.

The knock caught him off guard, and he opened the door with a confused look and a towel in his hands.

A look that was even more confused given that it was a child standing there with the jar of caramels.]

Uh. Hi.

[wooden_one]

Good morning. My father [And if he put emphasis on that word, well. He's here to win this.] said you could make something out of these?

[And by these he means the jar of caramels in his hands.]

[satanslash]

[Huh.

Alright then.

Dude wasn't lying after all.

(Was he?)

Rin is still somewhat skeptical, but he keeps it to himself and nods.]

Yeah. C'mon. I was workin' on gettin' the cafe opened up.

[wooden_one]

[Look at this face. Is this the face of a liar?

...actually, he's a terrible liar, but he's a determined one. As long as no one asks him too many questions he'll be fine. Maybe.

He'll follow Rin inside.]

I can help if you want.

[satanslash]

[Yes.

But Rin doesn't know that.

Yet.]

Can you even reach counters yet?

[wooden_one]

You have chairs, don't you?

[satanslash]

... fine, fine, just be careful.

[Lord knows he tore his tiny hands up when he was learning to cook when he was little.]

[wooden_one]

[It's fine. He tore up his hands when he tried to learn to cook...when he was like. 20.

Either way! He's gone through this already.]

You don't need to worry about me.

[satanslash]

Still gonna.

[Don't tell him what to dooooo...

But he grabs a chair and pulls it in to the kitchen, setting the container of caramels on the counter.]

[wooden_one]

[He stands up on that chair without hesitation.]

So, what should I do?

[satanslash]

Well, I was thinkin' salted caramel bars. Melted caramel over shortbread biscuits and sprinkled in salt. Simple, and I got all the ingredients needed. Meltin' them is gonna be the harder part.

[And the 'potentially get a child severely burned' part.]

Wanna do the dough?

[wooden_one]

[He has no idea what any of those are, but he's excited.]

Just let me know what I need to do.

[satanslash]

[They're yummy, that's what.]

Yup. You're gonna wanna start with flour, sugar and butter.

[wooden_one]

[He pulls the ingredients over.]

How much of each?

[Surprisingly, Rin may have found the one thing he can do...as long as no one expects him to do the baking part.]

[satanslash]

[Rin will deal with the things that can potentially burn, alright?

He gives him the measurements, pointing to where the utensils for doing so are. They're old and pretty beat up, but the volumes are still written clearly.]>/small>

[wooden_one]

[He ties back the wide, white sleeves so they're out of the way.

Then he starts measuring out everything. He's very...meticulous and precise when he does it. If any problems occurs, it won't be because anything wasn't measured properly!

He does go a little slow but it's not as bad as when he's washing vegetables.]

Does it matter what order they're mixed in?

[satanslash]

[Baking is a lot more precise than cooking anyway, so Rin is just fine with taking his time on it. He watches for a moment before breaking off to get the needed items for melting the caramel.]

Nope. Just blend those three together.

[wooden_one]

[He nodded and did exactly that.

It was like making the dough for wonton wrappers, but the feel under his fingers was different. Oilier, for one, more firm, less stretchy.

But it was close enough that he was fairly confident in what he's doing.]

Does it need to be kneaded?

[satanslash]

[Cookies and biscuits and the like are intended to rise, so it's naturally going to feel very different. But that's good.]

Nah. Gonna mix in the vanilla and salt until they're all blended together and smooth.

[wooden_one]

[Again: he nodded. But...]/SMALL>

What's vanilla?

[satanslash]

[Rin picked up a little unmarked glass bottle with a stopper. He took the stopper off and held it out, the scent strong but not overpowering from it.]

Never seen a vanilla plant before? It's for flavor.

[wooden_one]

[Vanilla originated from Mexico, Rin.

He leans over to smell it. It smelled...sweet, almost cloyingly so.]

It comes from a plant?

[satanslash]

[Like he knows that!]

Yeah. I think they're kinda brown with white flowers? My friend Shiemi showed me one once. This is like super processed for use in food, though, and it doesn't take much for flavor. Give it like two drops then mix it in.

[wooden_one]

Only two drops?

[He's not questioning your authority(?) on this! But that seems awfully little.]

Is it really that strong?

[satanslash]

It would be more if it were artificial, but when it's from the real thing, yeah. Super strong.