It's a piece of cake to bake a pretty cake. If the way is hazy...

[rageface]

Who: Ragna (rageface) and Nagisa (cherishedmiracle)
What: The birth of brownies
When: August 7th
Where: House 19
Summary: After an offer to make brownies together was made a few months, Ragna decided to finally call in on Nagisa to do that due to immense boredom. Not much to do when you can't use half your body properly.
Rating: PG

[Having only half of your body to do things like cooking makes everything a pain in the ass. And worse off, there's not much in the physical activity department that Ragna is ready to do since his death penalty, so he was just stuck sitting at home, with not a damn thing to do. But he does remember one thing he could do. An offer, even.

Which leads right up to Ragna sitting on his beloved couch, waiting for Nagisa to arrive at the house after a short conversation on the journals. He was gonna bake some brownies with that recipe that she gave him.

And they were gonna be awesome.

Unless he burns his only good hand. Then they will taste sour no matter what. Fuck that, man.]

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[cherishedmiracle]

[Excuse me, that is an understatement right there. These brownies are going to be the most delicious and scrumdiddlyumpcious pastries that the universe and the parallels of it have ever seen. But yeah, hi. Nagisa's coming on over with whatever ingredients they need for baking the brownies and that Ragna doesn't already have in su casa. Once she's there, she'll go ahead and give a light knock on the door!]

[rageface]

[Scrumdiddlyumpcious is a word that Ragna will never use, think of, or acknowledge as anything more than gibberish. Yep.

Catching himself in the kitchen as he stares down the counter and oven, he almost jumps at the light, almost subtle knocking coming from the front door. He spins on his heel and answers it quickly. He's pretty damn desperate to alleviate his boredom.

He was staring at the kitchen, for fuck's sake.] Hey. [This is probably the first time that Nagisa would get to take him Ragna's current appearance. One eye closed, and one arm clearly quick limp thanks to his movements of opening the door and stepping aside. He's looked better.]

[cherishedmiracle]

[Maybe he should add it to his dictionary then huh huh.

But yeah when Ragna opens the door, Nagisa takes a moment to look him over -- namely, his closed eye and limp arm -- in slight concern.]

Hello, Ragna! [Giving him a smile! Or the best one she can make with such concern, anyway.] Um.. How are you feeling?

[rageface]

[Unacceptable. Ragna has never opened a dictionary before.

He gives a kind of half-assed smile, mostly out of boredom and feeling just at ad awkward. It might have occurred to him that Nagisa probably didn't know about the whole death penalty thing. A lot of people don't, actually. Ragna might have to fix that later. Then again, he didn't have a lot of people close enough to bother with it any time soon, did he?]

Been fine. Bored out my mind enough to give baking brownies with a hand tied behind my back a shot. [Haha. Sarcasm. He shrugs, hoping Nagisa might not press that any further.] It's a thing.

[cherishedmiracle]

[There's a first for everything, Ragnoo.

And a smile is a smile! So Nagisa's happy to see him doing the same, even if it is half-assed and all. But uh... Yeah, Nagisa's not too good with sarcasm! Which is why she tilts her head to the side, clearly confused.]

...E-eh..? You want to try doing it with your hand tied behind your back..? [w h y . . .] But u-um... Okay then...! Did something happen to it...? [sorry ragna]

[rageface]

[She took is seriously. Not as planned.] I was kidding. [Well, mostly. It won't be tied and it won't be on purpose. Ragna sighs as he turns to walk towards the kitchen.]

Can't use my arm anymore, though. Just how things are.

[cherishedmiracle]

O-oh, my bad... But I see...

[..Well, not really. Because it's not like she exactly knows why he can't use his arm anymore. But he didn't mention it, so she won't push it. Instead, she'll just follow him on over to the kitchen.]

[rageface]

[No sad talk! That is not why he's here to make brownies! Well, actually, she's there to make brownies, he just lives here. Oh well. Ragna stops in the kitchen and stares at the supplies he laid out for the brownie making, most of it in a mess. It's hard to sort things out in a rush with only one arm.

Also the recipe he got from her is on a crumpled note at the edge of the counter.] Alright, so we've got everything, right? Where do we start off?

[cherishedmiracle]

[Well he didn't have to rush..! In fact, he could have waited to have Nagisa help him take them out, but y'know. Regardless, she places her own bag of ingredients next to the ones Ragna had already set out. Looking at all the supplies, Nagisa nods.]

Mm, I think we have it all! But um... First we should preheat the oven to 175 degrees Celsius so it heats up while we start making the brownies.

[rageface]

[It's not his fault! He was boooooooooooooored!]

Easy. [If he were Noel, he would mess this up. But he's not Noel and he knows how to cook like a true chef. Well... he's good at barbeque, but he can dash a little in baking, right? 175 Celsius it goes to.] There we go, easy as that.

[...] Probably should have done this while you were on your way. [It's on the note and everything..........]

[cherishedmiracle]

[Way to be bored, Ragnoo. Gosh. But yes, you do that, Ragna. In the mean time, Nagisa will go ahead and start taking the supplies out of their respective bags.]

No, that's alright. It'll take us some time to make the batter anyway, and we probably won't even be done with that until a while after the oven is finished preheating. So that's okay!

[rageface]

Oh. Right, forgot about that. [Ragna moves over to see if he can held with the bag unloading, rather curiously. Baking really wasn't his strong point.] Need any help with those or should I just grab a bowl?

[cherishedmiracle]

[She'd say she could use the help, but considering how he only has one arm in use...]

I'm fine with these! You can just get a bowl in the mean time.

[rageface]

[Half a second later, he's prying a bowl out of a nearby cabinet and placing it on the counter.] There's your bowl. Now, walk me through this.

[cherishedmiracle]

[Bowl get!] Thank you, Ragna. First we need to mix melted butter, sugar, and vanilla together in this bowl, so... could you put a stick of butter in the microwave for a bit?

[rageface]

[All this work for brownies... maybe he should have shot for pancakes. Those are easy, right?]

Sticking butter in the microwave, got it. [After retrieving said stick of butter, Ragna plops it on a plate and dumps it in the microwave. This takes a bit because he's only working with one arm, but he gets the job done. Kind of half-assedly.

This isn't as fun as preparing steaks. >:C]

[cherishedmiracle]

[But are pancakes as delicious as brownies?

But yes, you do that, Ragna! It'd probably be more fun if he could do more, but Nagisa doesn't want to make him do too much like that. Regardless though, in the mean time, Nagisa will be mixing the other things into the bowl and cracking some eggs.]

[rageface]

[Yes.

You'd better get cracking, Nagisa. Ragna knows how it is. While she does that, Ragna just stares impatiently at the microwave. Willing it to be done faster, but it's taking its sweet time counting down actual units of time.]

C'mon...

[cherishedmiracle]

[Oh. Well.

She is, she is...! Even if that is an awful pun and you should feel bad... But regardless, she'll just... do that, and start mixing it all together while waiting for that butter! Be patient, Ragna. Goodness.]

[rageface]

[3... 2... 1... BEEP.

Ragna pretty much rips that door open and grabs the plate of butter, and then brings it over to Nagisa. Then quickly places the plate on the counter because it was hot and kind of burns his hand, so OW.]

[cherishedmiracle]

[GEEZ RAGNA... Nagisa nearly jumps when she hears him ripping that door open. Considering how he wasn't using anything to hold that hot plate though..]

Ah... A-are you okay, Ragna..?

[rageface]

Yeah, why wouldn't I be? [It's just a hot plate, GOSH. NO BIG DEAL.

The one day he doesn't wear a glove on this hand.]

[cherishedmiracle]

[BUT HOT PLATES ARE

Y'KNOW

HOT] I was just making sure that you hadn't gotten burnt or anything.

[rageface]

It's just a plate of butter, Nagisa. It's no big deal. [It hurt a little, maybe. But he's a big boy who can get hot butter like a big boy can!]

[cherishedmiracle]

O-okay! If you're sure, then... [JUST IN CASE huff huff.

But anyway...!] Let's see... um... Now we just need to sift flour, salt, and cocoa powder into here...

[rageface]

Gotcha, you wanna do it or should I? [BECAUSE HE CAN DO IT.]

[cherishedmiracle]

Well, if you'd like to do it, you can! Unless you want me to.