Keeley walked down to the kitchens, hoping to get a snack. She was pretty much just bored, and realised that she hadn't been here in such a long while. So, there she was, finding a tray of cookies and doodling on some spare parchment.

"Umm...ok. Where to?" he said walking out the door. He was wondering why but it sounded urgent.

Cadence looked over her shoulder at where Lucy sat on the top of the counter. She grabbed Nate's hand and pulled him out into the hall as she whispered, "I don't care! Anywhere but here!"

What? What did Evelyn mean she couldn't turn it? It has to turn on, or else the cupcakes would be not cooked, duuuh. Trying to hold back a laugh, Destiny read the box again. She couldn't look at Evelyn struggling with the oven. When she saw her throw her hands up from the corner of her eye, Destiny couldn't hold it in anymore, and she laughed, 'You can do it!' This baking was going to be more fun then she expected.

And now that the hard part was over they could start adding the ingredients! 'Yep. Put the cake mix in first. Easy though, or else it will fly everywhere.' Destiny wanted to bake not bake and clean. 'And then measure two tablespoons of the oil and then two cups of water, and add it to the mix,' she slid the measuring spoons to Evelyn, 'Use them to measure.' She would save the cracking of the eggs until last. 'Cooking is like potions. Only KaziMan isn't breathing down my neck.'

Growing had a cost. Food.

Wesley was hungry. Extremely hungry. Her tummy was telling her it was time to eat, and even though she had informed it, very sternly, that dinner wasn't for a couple hours, it wasn't listening.

So, having given in quite easily, the 4'5" (soon to be 4'6"; Wesley could feel it) Hufflepuff popped her head in the kitchen, giggling because even though she wasn't the one being tickled, the very thought, or in this case action, of tickling made her squirm like she was.

The plan was to just ask for scraps. Anything. As long as it was edible. Strawberries. Grapes. Lettuce. Cheese. Potatoes. Beans. Radishes.

Wesley didn't particularly enjoy radi-

"Oh!" Never proficient at multitasking, the Hufflepuff was too busy picturing various food to watch where she was going. "I'm sorry!" she automatically exclaimed, hopping back and blinking to refocus her vision.

Narrowing her eyes at Destiny, not being able to decide if the girl was actually trying to help her with encouragement, or making fun of her, she decided to just let it go and listen so she knew what to do next. Okay, she was saying everything too fast. Two tablespoons of oil and two cups of water. Wait, she had to put the mix in first. Opening the box, she pulled out a smallish plastic bag that had pink looking powder stuff in it. "That's the cake mix?" Cake was secretly powder? Who knew!

Opening the package, or at least trying to since it was about as tough as turning on the oven...she finally got it open. But not without spilling part of it on her arms and shirt. Great. Just great. Practically glaring a hole though the pinkish package, since now she was pink!, Evelyn dumped the rest of the mixture into the ball before slamming the empty plastic bag on the counter. "Baking has a lot of cleaning up afterward doesn't it." she said, staring at Destiny. If only her friend mentioned this before...

Okay, so baking was like potions? Yea, potions had a lot of cleaning up afterward too. 'Why didn't I put two and two together?' Sighing, she tried to rub most of the pink powder off of herself, but just ended up spreading it and making it even messier. Well, at least one thing was for sure. She was good at potions. So maybe she would be good at baking. Forgetting the mess that she was now in, she measured two tablespoons of oil exactly, placing the liquid neatly into the bowl before getting two cups of water from the sink. "There. Now what?"

'Yep,' Destiny nodded, 'What did you think was in the box?' Not a cake hopefully. How would they fit a cake in that little box.

Destiny was surprised that Evelyn only got a little bit of the powder on her, 'When I made my first cake, I got that powder all over the kitchen.' It was a giant puff ball of cake mix. It was not fun, and even less fun cleaning it up. 'If you're careful, you don't need to clean up. Or that's what our wand is for.' She would take the easy route and clean by magic. After slaving over a hot oven, she didn't want to be bothered with cleaning too.

Destiny measured out the right amount of oil, and then water. And now for the hardest part yet, 'So now you have to add the eggs.' Ehh, maybe she should be more specific. 'Don't put the whole egg in there though.' Gah! Even more specific. 'Grab an egg and gently tap it on the side of the bowl until there is a dent in it.' She did the first step, so Evelyn can see how it is done. 'When it is dented, put your thumbs on opposite sides of the dent. Then pull the shell apart!' Aww, Destiny could totally be a teacher! Or a house elf, she hasn't decided yet. 'Just make sure no shells get into the bowl.' You know, so Lupa doesn't choke on an egg shell.

After all her eggs were cracked and in the bowl, Destiny leaned over the counter to see if Evelyn could do it. If she did, Destiny would be soo proud!

Lucy giggled when Lavi ran for the cookies, like she knew he would. She handed him the platter of cookies, and took one for herself--she didn't know how many Lavi would eat. She smiled at him and took a bite, noticing for the the first time that there were other people in the room. And as she leaned in to see better, she saw that it was TrainGirl and Nate. Lucy waved her hand to Nate, but didn't say anything to TrainGirl (what was her real name??). She'd probably freak out or something.

"So you really wanna bake, Lavi? 'Cause if you do, then I'll bake with you," She said as she finished her cookie.

What did she think was in the box? Not powder, that was for sure. Oh that's right, she could just fix this mess with magic. Except, her cleaning skills, even using magic, sucked. Eh, maybe Destiny would teach her sometime. Just like those healing spells.

Okay, so onto egg...cracking. That didn't seem too difficult. But than again, everything else that didn't seem too difficult ended up being insanely frustrating. So, add the eggs. Don't put the whole egg in there. Dent it on the bowl and do...what Destiny did. Got it. Nooot difficult at all. Taking an egg and staring at it for a moment, she raised her hand and hit it against the bowl's edge like she had seen Destiny do a moment before. It was a tiny tiny tiny little crack in it, but nothing big like in the demonstration. Perhaps it wasn't big enough? Hitting it one more time against the bowl's side, the crack grew bigger, twice it's size. There, perfect!

Pulling the egg shells apart, she watched the egg itself fall into the mixture inside. Slightly fascinating actually. Raising a brow, she placed the egg shells at the side of the bowl and stared at her work. No shells had landed in the bowl either. Awesome. Smirking, Evelyn glanced up at Destiny, seeing if that was an okay job. "Do we only need one egg?"

Destiny was proud! She was an great cooking teacher! Or perhaps Evelyn was just a great student? Didn't matter, they were both great and soon they would have great cupcakes to give to a great Professor!

Of course one egg wasn't enough! 'No, you need two more. That's what the box said.' Destiny didn't even need that box anymore, she had finally memorized it. 'After you add them, you have to stir it. Stir it a lot, lot, lot. Until it gets all smooth looking.' She started to stir hers to hurry and get to the best part of making cupcakes..licking the spoon!

Emily laughed and walked up to a house elf. "Can you make us a pie?" she asked him. "What kind do you want?" she asked Arya.

"Two more." she repeated with a slight nod. Two more, she could do that. Excited now that she was getting a hang of this baking thing, she cracked two more eggs and looked over to see how Destiny was mixing her cake. Eh, she didn't feel like stirring. Wiping her hand on her already messy clothes, she took out her wand and flicked it at the spoon. Just a random thing learned from tutoring. They all tried to teach her to cook, but she always managed to get them into trouble, which eventually made them stop.

Waiting for the cake mixture to get nice and smooth, she leaned against the counter again, watch Destiny still stir hers. Wouldn't her arm get tired? Anyway, what decoration should she do for the strawberry cupcake? Perhaps she should do a green icing? Or would that make it look somewhat Christmas-y? Or maybe put a rose on it. It would be like her little signature thing since she was called Rose by someone...Eh, she think about it later... "Is it done yet?" When do they get to the fun decorating part?!

Still behind Emily she thought about what kind of pie she was in the mood for. "Ummm, apple pie please."

Evelyn was cheating! She was supposed to stir it by hand. Why would she make the spoon stir it for her, and why didn't she do that to Destiny's? Oh well, Destiny was done stirring hers anyway, so no need to enchant the spoon. Now she could lick the spoon..

Just as she was about to shove the spoon in her mouth, Evelyn had asked that question. Putting the spoon on the table, Destiny shook her head. 'No, they aren't done yet. You have to bake them now.' Someone was a little impatient with these cupcakes.

Destiny handed a cupcake tray to Evelyn and placed one in front of her. She would lick that spoon after the cupcakes start to bake. 'You have to pour the mix into the tray. Just don't fill it up all the way, or the cupcakes will come out ugly.' and ugly cupcakes were not good. She poured her mix into the tray, walked over to the oven and placed the tray inside. 'After you pour it just put it in the oven like that. And then we wait.' Wait for thirty long minutes.

Bake them. Bake them for how long? Just about to take the whole bowl and put it in the oven, Destiny placed a small tray in front of her on the counter. They bake the cupcakes in that? Well that made sense since the little hole things looked like the bottom of a cupcake. Watching Destiny fill the little holes with the cake mixture, she did just the same, making sure not to fill the whole thing up like her friend said. Perfect! Just a few spots here and there on the tray that fell off the bowl but nothing too bad.

Walking over to the oven, she placed the cupcake tray next to Destiny's and just the door. "Then we wait." she repeated with a nod, turning to her friend. "How long to we wait?" Long enough to get this mess out of her clothes?

'Then we wait.' Destiny repeated. 'For thirty minutes.'

What could they do for thirty minutes to keep themselves occupied? They could clean their mess, but the house elves would get more pleasure out of doing it themselves. Destiny tapped her fingers on the counter as she thought. Nothing in this kitchen would occupy them for half an hour. Why did kitchens have to be boring? 'How are you decorating your cupcakes?' It wasn't all a thrilling topic, but if it would help pass the time, 'I was thinking sprinkles. Green sprinkles on mine.' Totally Slytherin-ey.

"Thirty minutes." she sighed in frustration. Thirty minutes...of doing nothing. Fuuun. Hopping up on the counter again, placing her hands underneath her legs, she swung her feet a little, trying to waste time so it would go by faster.

Hmm, what would should she decorate the cupcakes as? Slytherin-ish maybe? But they were pink. *shudder* "Maybe I'll do like a green frosting or something. With a little Rose on top. Or I'll just put a piece of strawberry on top instead." Lame decorations, but she couldn't think right now. It was slightly noisy in the room and her attention was going everywhere! Gah! Stay focused! "What are you going to decorate yours as?"

Lavi nodded his head when Lucy asked if he wanted to bake something. The house-elves were busy and he loved to cook. He nommed on his third cookie that he had grabbed off the plate. "Yea i wanna bake! but lets make waffles cause those other slytherins are already baking cupcakes" he said as he pointed at the two girls. "Besides, waffles are better!" he grinned stupidly before shoving the last piece of cookie in his mouth and swallowed it.

Was it thirty minutes yet? Probably not. Where was a clock when you needed one? They would just have to wait until they cupcakes looked done..why didn't she set the timer??

Leaning on the counter, Destiny rested her head in her hands. A green and pink cupcake? Ehh, however Evelyn decided to decorate hers is up to her. 'I don't know yet. I'll have to see what is in them cabinets.' That would mean she'd have to go rummaging again. Straightening up, she walked over to the cabinets to start her search all over again. 'I think I will use vanilla frosting,' because vanilla is the best, 'and green sprinkles!' Now if only she could find them.

One day, Destiny would come in here and organize these cabinets. Maybe even add a few labels here and there. House elves and their and their lack of organization. 'Ahh, found it!' Only grabbing what she needed, Destiny headed back to the counter. She surely would have grabbed Evelyn's but it seemed like she was unsure of how she wanted to decorate hers. 'All the stuff is in that cabinet.' she pointed.

Where them cupcakes done yet?

Lucy gave a chuckle and dusted her hands off. "Okay, sure, let's make waffles!" She said with a grin. She looked around the room for ingredients.
"Ummm...what are waffles made out of?" She asked kind of stupidly because she just ate the food her mother made her, and didn't watch her make it. "Flour?" She asked, really talking to herself than Lavi. Atleast, flour sounded right to her. Oooh, maybe they could put blueberries in the waffles or something. This should be exciting.

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5... 4... 3... 2... what was she on about? Not paying attention... 1.

Raiden reached past Madiison, his finger rubbing lightly up and down over the pear. Which... immediately let out a little sound and turned into a doorknob.

"Close, but no ice mice," he muttered, pulling the door open and gesturing for her to go in. Impatiently. He was starving and sleepy and DID WE MENTION THE GRUMPY. Because that was still there, helped along by the whole 'I am smarter than you' thing that had happened a moment ago.

FOOOOOOOOD.

STARE.

"Tickle?" She asked and continued to stare at the portrait. "I had to TICKLE a PEAR?" And then she followed Raiden into the kitchen.

And he was right. She wouldn't have thought of it.

"So. ... what now?" Do they just grab stuff and eat?

Rhea was busy watching the elves bustle around the kitchen almost too busy to notice her. They looked like large ants the way they moved around floating objects and magically preparing food. Always on the move they were. They didn't seem so creepy now.

She was about to walk over to one when she felt someone bump into her. She almost jumped out of her skin thinking she was being attacked by one of them for getting in the way.
"Ahh! I'm sorry I'll...Wesley!!!!"Rhea grabbed hold of her little friend and squeezed her tightly squishing her head unto her tummy.
"Oh, you have grown so much," she said beaming at her.

Wesley had barely anytime to recognize the person she had bumped into before she was squashed into a suffocating hug.

"Hewowreeah!" She greeted back, in an ecstatic but muffled voice.

While her mouth and nose seemed filled with fabric and whatever soap was used to clean it, her ears were not. Wesley attempted to nod, "Mmhmmahemunhunrdtutrifievtentamters!"

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STARE.

"Tickle?" She asked and continued to stare at the portrait. "I had to TICKLE a PEAR?" And then she followed Raiden into the kitchen.

And he was right. She wouldn't have thought of it.

"So. ... what now?" Do they just grab stuff and eat?

"I told you you wouldn't find it if you didn't know it." He cast a glance at the other students in the kitchen, who were... all off doing their own things. His prefect badge was still in his pocket, which he was suddenly glad about. He was hoping to avoid talking to people. Sometimes... people saw that badge as a sign to engage him in conversation, for some reason.

What would be quick and easy to carry out? He didn't want to sit in here and eat. He'd been all but living off of fruit lately, so not that...

"I kinda want real food but..." he eyed the other students in the kitchen. "I don't want to stick around very long." He looked at Madiison. "What do you want."

Rhea laughed as Wesley replied to her. She hadn't heard a word the girl said as most of her words were muffled into her clothes. She released her and stepped back a bit.

"I'm sorry..I didn't catch a word of that. How are you little one?"