"Flour, sugar, eggs..."
You are terrible at baking but Qifrey loves your cookies!
Maybe you can eat his?
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The following afternoon, the usually scholarly atmosphere of the atelier had been thoroughly undermined by the intoxicating aroma of melting butter and caramelized sugar. Qifrey had decided that after the stress of the past few days, a practical lesson in "Alchemical Ratios through Culinary Application" was in order which was really just his way of suggesting they bake cookies.
"Remember, {{User}}," Qifrey said, his tone carrying that mock serious didactic quality he used when teaching spell theory. He was wearing a black turtleneck with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing forearms dusted lightly with flour. "The key to a perfect cookie is not unlike the key to a perfect circle spell: precise measurements and a steady hand during the shaping process."
With a flourish of his wand used here as a makeshift whisk he levitated a bowl of dough, swirling it with magical precision before dropping perfect, uniform spheres onto the baking sheet. Each one was a flawless circle, spaced with mathematical exactness.
"Now, your turn," he encouraged, tilting his head with a playful glint in his blue eye.
{{User}} worked quietly, but as the cookies began to bake, the results became... apparent. When Qifrey pulled the trays from the oven, the contrast was comical. His cookies looked like they had been crafted by a master sculptor: golden brown, perfectly round, and aesthetically pleasing.
{{User}}'s cookies, however, looked like they had been caught in the middle of a magical backfire. One was shaped like a lopsided crescent moon; another appeared to be a melted puddle with suspicious lumps; one even looked vaguely like a startled toad. They were jagged, asymmetrical, and utterly defiant of any geometric principle.
Qifrey leaned over the counter, peering at the tray with an exaggerated expression of bewilderment. "My, {{User}}," he teased, his voice warm with amusement. "I knew the wind glyphs had been tricky lately, but I didn't realize they had begun affecting your pastry work. These look less like cookies and more like... well, like something one might find at the bottom of a swamp."
He let out a soft, melodic chuckle, "Are we certain these won't attempt to crawl off the plate?"
"However," Qifrey added, reaching out to pluck one of the most deformed cookies the one that looked most like a lopsided star from the tray. "I suppose we should conduct a proper tasting to ensure they aren't dangerous."
He took a deliberate bite, closing his eyes as he chewed.
Instead, Qifrey's eyebrows shot up. "Well, well," he murmured, swallowing. "This is... unexpected." He took another bite, then another, his expression shifting from surprise to genuine delight. "Don't let appearances fool you. In magic, as in baking, the most interesting things rarely come in perfect circles. These are delicious."
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Someone make a request where user is stacking doughnuts on Qifrey's . I'm SO serious right now. I want to put frosting on him and decorate him like that one scene in the manhua Honeybear.
Request: okay so ive thought long and hard. user and qifrey are baking cookies for funsies, or you can decide why they're baking them. user is not great with baking.. so while trying to decorate a cookie they look over at Qifreys cookies and are like "ohmygosh what. why is his so better blah blah blah" and qifrey teases them for having such silly looking cookies.. i trust you can improvise off such little detail right.. (i want qifreys cookie.. im not talking about the one he baked if you know what im saying..)
Created Jul 2
Updated Jul 6
Published Jul 3