The Kitchen
 

Quirly is rushing around the kithchens, studenties, mastersus and mistressus are coming "mastersus and mistressus will be back soons, must have cleaning and foods readys for alls. And on times.'" but first Quirly must finds the precious spatula. Where is Quirly spatula? Quirly is freaking out and do not want punishments. No Punishment. Must find spatula and do chores.

Like Quirly, Nimma too was rushing about. "Masterses and Mistresses, soon!" Nimma eeped in agreement. So much to do.

She darted left and right, grabbing plates and forks and spoons and knives and began to polish and clean them in a nervous, jittery frenzy.

Silverwareses will be clean for masterses and mistresses! Nimma will see to that. Nimma won't let it be like that one time, oh no!

HONK HONK


Pips turned honking his nose as he finished cleaning the stove, "Pips all done. Pips did a good job." He was proud of his work and looked at his elf friends for approval. Pips was the cook, Pips was a good cook.


"Pips start getting ready to cook feast food. Pips cook good food for masters and misses."

Tippins stands there's. Tipping supposed to be doing things, what was things agains.

BLINKS

Miss Pretty in Pink Beezley rounded the corner as if she was in a rush. Something told her she needed to get to the kitchens fast. It was that time of year again...THEIR BIG DAY! Masters and Mistresses and studentsies would be ready for their big feast soon, and the elfsies just had to get everything together.

"Beezley wants to bake cupcakes, YES SHE DOES," she proudly said. She was all about some desserts! "Beezley will help anywhere she is needed, but Beezley especially wants to bake some sweets!" The little house elf crouched down and began pulling out all sorts of pots and pans.

"Beezley wants to make Masters and Mistresses and studentsies happy, yes she does!" she said.

BIG DAY, TODAY WAS!

Schmoop came scurrying inside the kitchen. His arms were wrapped around trays of eggs, packs of chocolate chips, and bags of flour and sugar. He looked around at his elf friends, eyes lit with excitement and delight.

"COOKIES, SCHMOOP BAKES!" The elf did a happy dance, ingredients on his arms bouncing up and down. "Schmoop bakes for studentsies and masterses and mistresses!"

Schmoop dumped the ingredients on the nearest table.

Quirly is pleased, seeing everyones does the chores. But Quirly is still needing spatula. Quirly finds spatula in drawers. Quirly beams watches alls the beings done. Good good. Masterses and Mistresses is coming today.

Quirly gasp loudly or loudly as house elves do. Tippins!

Rushing to the elveses, Spatula twirling in the air. "Tippins, get to works, It is almost times it is. studentses is coming today." Bopping him in the head with quirlys spatula. There wills be punishments if no food for Masterses and Mistresses.

"Cookies and Sweets is nice, but studenties need good food. Studenties need food to make them smarter for their schoolings." That's what he was suppose to be doing, yes Pips needed to get started on the feast. "Did Headmaster give a menu?" Pips didn't see the menu. How was Pips to cook without a menu.


Hiccup......Hiccup

Pips was getting stressed. Pips needed the menu, Pips needed to start cooking.

"No menu, Pips!" Schmoop said and wiggled while dumping the cookie ingredients into a big mixing bowl. This was definitely Schmoop's signature dish, it was! "Menu, Schmoop no see!"

Hurry up, hurry up! Masterses and mistresses coming soon! TICK TOCK TICK TOCK!

Schmoop did a happy dance while whipping up his cookie mixture.

For anybody <3
 

Olly felt at home in the kitchens. He wasn't quite sure why, but there was something about baking that drew him in. He'd done a lot of it over the summer, but this kitchen was much bigger than his at home. Plus it was always stocked with whatever he needed. There were no limitations. That was good but also...a tad overwhelming. If his choices were endless how could he possibly decide on one thing. A minute after walking into the kitchens he was still just standing there, unable to possibly decide. Maybe there was some sort of cookbook that could give him ideas. Olly nodded once to himself and immediately got to work looking for a cookbook. There had to be one somewhere, right? This was a kitchen after all.

for our ickle, Kat :D
 

Tinka is dusting the cobwebs in the kitchen. Tinka no like cleaning. Tinka wants to bake cookies for mastersus and mistressus with whisk-y whisk! Tinka heard footsteps and notices master Olly! OHH! What is Master Olly doing?! Tinka wants to help! Tinka loves to help studentsies! Tinka skipped excitedly to master Olly.

"Hello master Olly! Tinka be willin' to help master Olly if he needs! Tinka is good using whisk-y!" The little elfsy eyes grew bright in anticipation and ears flapping.

For Hady
 

Aslan Evans was sitting with her legs crossed under her on a table in the kitchens with a plate of cookies and a mug of coffee by her side as she watched the house-elves in their work. Busy, bright creatures they were. They never seemed to question their purpose or lose faith in the world around them. House-elves just kept going.

It was fascinating and slightly disturbing to the brunette, who's whole life was made up of questions, uncertainties and missed realities. She dunked a chocolate chip oatmeal cookie into her coffee, once, twice, three times before pulling it from the caramel depths. Slightly melty and close to toppling, Aslan hurried to eat the soggy hand before it fall to the table surface.

She was not a graceful girl, and in this moment it was quite apparent from the chocolate on her fingers and her pink lips. Calling out to a house-elf, Aslan asked for a napkin and received it quickly enough, she wiped her lips clean and her fingers too before moving on to the next cookie.

Twice was enough, more than that and she was just making a mess.

The excitement for this had built up all summer long for this day, this term. Paige was going to teach Katerina how to make her amazingly good chocolate covered crisp. Seriously they could solve any problem or at least they were good when packing and chatting with friends. But yeah pretty much, they gave her life.

Skipping to the kitchens, she tickled the pear. She giggled to herself, amused that and still trying to figure out how to tickle the pear. She had taught him and he had yet to master it. But one poke and he turn her into giggly mess of a girl. How did that even happen?

"I'm here" With a very grand Katerina entrance.She beamed at Paige. It was great having an older student as a friend. They were the best for advice and study tips. Sometimes Kat even had some help to offer Paige as well like dueling club Kat was there for her.

A house elf! Maybe Olly should have remembered them earlier, because a house elf would probably know where to find a cook book and he should have found one to ask. He had not made any progress on his own. All the cupboards he had opened so far only contained pots and pans and various utensils. But then a nice house elf showed up and apparently knew his name even though he did not know hers. It was a good thing house elves tended to speak in the third person.

"Hello Tinka," he said with a smile from where he was perched on top of a counter so as better to reach the higher cabinets. "Sure you can help." He tried to think about what recipes would require a whisk. Eggs? Cake? "Do you know where I could find a cookbook?"

For the house elves (and anybody else who wants to join :))
 

"Master Ollys wants cookbook!" Tinka face brightens. "Tinka knows where cookbook is! Tinka will get it for master Olly!" Tinka tiny head bops up and down. Tinka must find cookbook. Tinka hates disappointing studentsies. Tinka will irons her hands if she can't find cookbooks. Tinka will! Tinka hug her whisk-y whisk tightly to her chest.

Tinka snap her bony fingers and magically disappear before reappearing again. This time with MANNNYY MANYYY cookbooks in her hands! "Tinka has brings cookbooks of many kinds for Master Olly!" Tinka dumps all of them cookbooks onto the countertop. "Master Olly be pleased?" Tinka great orb-like eyes bulged in anticipation.

Tinka heard master professor Gaston calling for elfsies. "Tinka be right back master Olly!" Tinka bowed repeatedly in front of the studentsy. Tinka quickly scurries her tiny feet to master professor Gaston with her whisk-y whisk in her hands. "Master professor sir! Did Tinka do something wrong? Tinka has clean studentsies roomsies since morning! Tinka is good elfsy! Is Tinka be punished?" Tinka lips wibbles.

Aww, poor Tinka! Gaston thought, his heart going out to the little house elf. She really thinks I'm here to punish her! Whatever gave her that idea? Had he spoken unkindly to her? He smiled warmly at her, bending so that his eyes were level with hers. "No, not at all, Tinka," he said. "You're doing a wonderful job!" He hoped that would put her more at ease around him. "I just wanted to ask if you could please have a plate of fresh cookies brought to my classroom once every day this term." He felt awful for demanding more of the elves, but it was for the students after all. "I think it would make the students happy." And if the students were happy, Gaston was happy... or if not happy, at least not a nervous wreck!

mentions of Professah Gaston and Tinka
 

Brian Woods had been having trouble sleeping lately, and it was making the world seem absolutely out of whack. He was much less responsive than his usual self, and exhausted beyond belief. Nastily Exhausting was nowhere near how one would describe sixth year, even with the free periods. And preparing for further education in a completely non-magical sense, that was ridiculous too. So Brian was here for some melatonin and maybe cookies and then maybe he'd just skip dinner and call it an early night.

Not like he had patrol duty today anyway.

Receiving his glass of milk and thanking the house elf that had brought it to him, he was about to leave when he noticed a hasty motion out the corner of his eye that seemed far too familiar. Recognising the head of brunette hair instantly, as well as her absolute lack of coordination, the Hufflepuff stared for a little bit as she wiped her fingers and mouth before he decided to approach. Sneaking up on her from behind, he nicked a cookie off her plate and hopped onto the kitchen counter before taking a bite.

"Evening, Evans." Because it was only polite, really, that he at least great her while he had set her up to share her cookies against her will or otherwise.

For Saz/Kimi!
 

Hady had a free period between lessons this hour and was using the time to go to the kitchens for a snack. All the up and down of the stairs and along all the corridors had made her a little hungry. After tickling the pear on the painting outside of the kitchen she slipped inside quietly not wanting to disturb any of the effsies should they be inside cooking or cleaning.

A quick look around showed that she happened to be alone at least for the moment. Rather then call upon help the brunette let her hazel eyes scan over the area around her for something to munch on that wouldn't make a mess or take up to much of her time. Finding what she was looking for she selected a bright shiny green apple and used her wand to make sure it was nice and clean (washing it off) before taking a bite.

Quietly chewing the apple piece she moved around to grab a glass from a cupboard and then went to get herself a drink.

Kimi was hungry and after tickling the pear he entered the kitchens and saw Hady the girl who had helped him find his textbooks and made his way over to her and said "Hey Hady"