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4th Floor Common Room, Saturday afternoon

Saturday was a good kind of day to bake cookies! Especially when it was chilly outside. Because that only made the cookies extra-delicious!

That, at least, was Rapunzel's firm opinion.

And the kitchen in the common room made it super-easy to bake! There were so many supplies! Sometimes, actually, there were too many. After all, Rapunzel knew better than to take all of the delicious ingredients and try to make one crazy batch of Franken-cookies. But that didn't mean that there weren't way too many delicious-looking ingredients.

So Rapunzel had settled for the only reasonable solution: bake different kinds of cookies. So while the chocolate chip were on the wire cooling rack (and weren't those a neat invention?), Rapunzel slid a tray of oatmeal raisin out of the oven and replaced it with a tray of peanut-butter cookies. She glanced at the sugar cookies and estimated they needed another five minutes...

There were far too many for Rapunzel to actually eat by herself, but Fandom had a tendency of helping her out with that sort of thing.

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Oh! Hey, Warren could handle that! He set the egg carton back down on the counter and pulled out two eggs, counting them off as he passed them to Rapunzel.

"One, two! One for each hand!"

See? He was a pretty bright kid!

Rapunzel nodded in approval. "Perfect."

She reached out and cracked one of the eggs one-handed over the bowl. Then followed suit with the other. The movements were smooth and practiced, as if she'd done a lot of baking in her life.

"There! All ready to mix in."

That. That was. That was so... so neat! Oh! Oh, Warren wanted to learn how to do that someday! He could maybe be a baker when he grew up! A baker and a millionaire!

One of these two things was slightly more likely to happen than the other.

"That," he reported as he made a reach for his spoon and started mixing again, "was really, really cool. I've never seen anybody break eggs like that except on TV."

"Really?" Rapunzel laughed. "I could teach you. After we make the cookies, I mean."

"Er, if you wanted to learn."

"I do! Oh, please!" Warren nearly got excited enough to stir that dough right out of the bowl, but he caught himself before any of the egg could slosh over the side. "I'll be really careful and I'll get the eggs into the bowl right and everything!"

Tiny Warren was apparently very big on making promises that he probably wouldn't be keeping.

[Long day just caught up to me and it's bedtime now in a big way. Revenge of the SP?]

"I'm sure that you will," Rapunzel nodded seriously. "But first, cookies. So finish stirring in the eggs and then we can add the flour and cocoa."

"And then," she grinned, "the chocolate."

[I did it to you last night, it's only fair you get to this time. Sleep well, and see you on the morrow!]

Oh! Oh, Rapunzel was saying the magic word again! That got Warren nodding and stirring with a gusto, fervently mashing the eggs into the butter and the sugar with a goofy little grin. At the rate he was going, it wasn't long at all before he was proudly holding the bowl up for inspection.

"Okay, it's ready!"

"Excellent. So now we need the cocoa and flour. Should I measure those out, or do you want to?"

Now she was giving him options! Be still, Warren's weetiniest of hearts!

"Um... maybe I can measure the cocoa, and you can measure the flour?"

Not that he was planning on, say, sneaking any extra cocoa in or anything. That would be absurd!

"That's a great way to divide the work," Rapunzel nodded. "You first!"

"Okay!" Warren was already reaching for the cocoa, bouncing a little on his toes as he worked off the lid. "How much?"

ALL OF IT.

"Just a third of a cup," Rapunzel told him. If she'd been thinking, she would have said a quarter cup and let him get a bit over-zealous. But she didn't.

ALL THE CUPS.

"Alright, here I go!" Warren was pouring cocoa like his little life depended on it. And, perhaps miraculously, unlike with the sugar, he wasn't missing this time.

A third of a cup was almost like three-quarters, right?

...

Close enough.

Rapunzel couldn't help but laugh. "You really like chocolate, huh?"

"Uh-huh!" Warren sounded pretty proud of himself, yes. He'd totally gotten away with it, hadn't he? "I really really really like it!"

Because he was seven. It was practically law.

"I noticed." Rapunzel shook her head. "Well, let's see if we can make this work."

"Want to add it to the bowl and start mixing while I measure out some flour?"

More mixing! Rapunzel was clearly spoiling him, here! But Warre nodded and dumped the cocoa into the mix, only losing a little bit of it in the atomic cocoa dust-puff that resulted. He certainly didn't seem to notice. He was stirring again, either way.

"I'm ready for the flour whenever!"

It was taking every little bit of his weetiny self-control to keep from fluttering excitedly.

"Well, if you're ready!" Rapunzel could measure things pretty quickly.

"We'll add it a bit at a time so that you can make sure that it mixes in smoothly, okay?"

Warren seemed pretty okay with that train of thought, yes. If the pretty lady who had let him get away with putting that much cocoa into the cookies wanted to do it little by little, he was certainly not going to complain in the least.

"Okay! I'll stir and you can pour it in!"

The dough was starting to get more and more difficult to stir, and his little arm was getting tired, but so help him, Warren was going to persevere!

So Rapunzel did. A little at a time, leaving him time to stir the flour in before adding more. Slowly that would thicken it up, making it harder and harder to stir.

Especially if one was tired from all the stirring already. Or was seven.

And a half!

Either way, Warren was giving his best go of it! Stirring until the stirring was more like mashing a big ball of dough around inside the bowl, and then mashing until it was more like... kind of dragging the doughball around, instead.

Until, finally, his perseverance waned a little and he huffed a bit.

"My arm is tired," he announced. "Can I use my hands?"

That would be easier! And squishy and more fun!

Rapunzel laughed. "Well, it's about that time anyway," she admitted. She eyed the mixture thoughtfully. "I think it needs a bit more milk," to counter-act the extra cocoa, "and then we can add the chocolate."

"The best part," Warren decided, because... apparently the chocolate cookies weren't chocolatey enough, just yet. They needed ALL THE CHOCOLATE to go with ALL THE COCOA.

It was important!

He was totally putting down the spoon for this and readying himself to just dig in and mix with his hands, of course. The milk was bound to be messy, but as if a little mess had ever stopped him before!

Fortunately, Rapunzel had an experienced eye and was able to gauge (roughly) the right amount of milk. She poured some into the bowl and gave Warren a nod. "You can add the chocolate chips now, too."

This was the most awesome ever. Warren was pretty much deciding to never leave this place again by the time he reached for the bag and started pouring chocolate chips directly into the bowl.

Measurements were for weenies.

"Tell me when, okay?"

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