Fandom High Dormitories

Christmas was a week away, and Eric being Eric, he'd been planning a massive cookie-baking session for weeks now. Of course, he'd originally planned to do it over the weekend, but. Well. For obvious reasons, that was delayed while he spent his time hiding out in his room so that the more heroic types could do what needed doing.

But the radio this morning had confirmed that things were back to as normal as Fandom ever got, and so cookie-baking was back on. Because what better way to celebrate both the holidays and the successful vanquishing of something evil? He might not be a great fighter, but he was excellent at providing baked goods as a way to de-stress.

[ooc: open! and with so many kinds of cookies. SO MANY.]

Well, Eric's first proper-school-year semester at boarding school had officially begun, even if he didn't have any actual classes until tomorrow.

So, naturally, he was celebrating with a bit of baking.

He'd also lugged his laptop up with him and had it set up to record as he puttered around the kitchen, chatting about the weekend's welcome picnic in between narrating the recipe's steps.

[ooc: oooopen!]