Friday, March 28th, 2025

wrongkindofsith: (At least one of us has a clue)
[personal profile] wrongkindofsith
Had the teachers just used the same tent and kitchen set up from the baking class for today? Yes. Shamelessly, yes. You use what you've got, okay?

"So, some people enjoy baking as a method of relaxation," said Jane who could really only reliably make pancakes.

"Yes, some people." Cara was not one of those people.

They were both doing their best here!

"So we got those tubes of cookie dough for everyone to make cookies," Jane said. "That'll make it easier."

Until someone forgot to take them out in time.

And Cara had faith that someone would, hence the fire extinguishers that had also come from the baking class. "It would be hard to mess this one up."

Again, she had faith someone would.
somethingwithturquoise: (what.everrrr. (at the hulk musical.))
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The Summer standing in the front of the danger shop classroom looked like the Summer you all knew and loved, but this Summer clearly seemed very confused and out of place and a little bit nervous actually. She had in her hand a stack of index cards that she was shuffling through, and, occasionally, would just sort of shake her head and murmur something to herself.

Then she sighed and rolled her eyes and just tossed the notecards over her shoulder, before taking a moment to look at the class in front of her. Which seemed to make her shake her head again.

"Right," she said, "okay, so I told her this was stupid, but she didn't listen, but whatever. Hi. I'm Summer. You may think you know me, but you don't, I'm a different Summer from a different dimension, and your Summer said that she would cover one of my GoTron shifts if I came to her class one week to, I don't know, I guess talk about being from a different dimension? I don't know what there is to say, like, there's a bunch of a dimension, it's freaking weird at first, but you just really get used to it, and then you get into the whole 'what happens when you cross dimensions' stuff, and usually, it's just, like, no fair, how come that Summer gets to be a cool bartender, and how come that Summer managed to nab a gorgeous underwear model boyfriend who works at a cat cafe, and why are so many of you obsessed with pancakes, and, my god, at least I'm not the brunette Summer. You know? It's all sort of personal, and I guess if you have stories about other yous, you can share them? But I think you Summer pretty much just wanted me to hold a Q & A? She says it's because it'll be good to introduce a different Summer-spective, but, can I be tooootally, like, honest with you guys?"

She seemed to look from side to side to check if there was any Summers hiding in waiting to eavesdrop, and then leaned forward to whisper:

"I just don't think she had any good ideas for this class. And, I mean, I'm sort of her. Trust me when I say that totally tracks.

"But whatever," she shrugged, sighed again, and hopped up on the desk to sit, "let's hear what questions you might have, if you have any, and if not? Then, I don't know, I guess you go? Don't blame me, blame your lazy-ass normal Summer."
stykera: (look at this)
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“Today’s theme is soda,” Stark announced. “For no particular reason. It just seemed like a good idea.”

And he’d been thirsty when he was planning class.

“I’ve brought in a variety of different drinks for you to try, if you like. You can drink them or bake with them or both. Or take some with you. That’s fine too, I have plenty.” It was a very small class, after all.

“I brought cherry cola, lemon-lime, Dr. Pepper, orange soda, grape soda, and regular Coke. Hopefully that’s enough to choose from.”

Please don’t mix them all together like some sort of monster, kids. Stark might cry a little bit.

“I think I’ll make Dr. Pepper ones.” He had a friend who might like one.
carbsliftthespirit: (talking)
[personal profile] carbsliftthespirit
"Should we have done this while it was cold out? Yes. Better late than never? Also yes. Today we're gonna make..." Raiden drummed his hands on a work surface, then exclaimed, "Potato soup! Baked potato soup, to be specific, although you don't use baked potatoes for it. I always thought that was kind of weird. But really, it's the toppings you'd find on a loaded baked potato that give this soup its name: bacon, cheese, butter, sour cream, and chives. All delicious stuff! And remember, it's your soup, so you can customize it however you want, just like you can your baked potato!

"So, let's get started. You've each got a recipe at your station, along with all the ingredients you need, and just follow along with me and we'll get some delicious soup going!"

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