Baking. And Sharing of Foods!

[bythewaves]

Who: Maglor and anyone hungry/with a sweet tooth. Likely surprise visit from a hungry Riley
What: Honeycakes. Fresh. Hot. And LOTS of them.
When: Week 1.
Where: Some random Native's house. Probably the family member of the pub owner Maglor used to work for.
Rating: G for Gluttony

Riley requested honeycakes, and so Maglor has obliged. His cousin Fingon is also here, however, and he has a terrible sweet tooth. So... Maglor may have overcompensated slightly.

Just a bit.

.....Alright, maybe a lot.

He borrowed a Native's house and kitchen for this earlier, and the windows are flung open, allowing the smell to waft out. Honeycakes sit on trays on the windows and on a bench outside, cooling, if anyone is brave enough to pinch from there. There's a small tin nearby in case anyone feels it might be worth donating a few coins in thanks, but the door is also open, for folk to come and meet the chef.

Maglor is covered in flour at the moment, and sighing as he mixes the last batch up. He definitely needs to judge volumes better, next time.

Comments

[fire_punk]

Riley and Fingon aren't the only ones with a sweet tooth. Kevin's been coming in and out, trying to steal some of the dough. And he's definitely slinking along the wall, trying to steal a couple honeycakes without Maglor seeing him now.

[bythewaves]

"Kevin, you do not have Shadow as a power, I can see you, you know." Maglor doesn't lift his head from the bowl, but he is smiling.

[fire_punk]

Kevin curses in Sindarin, moving away from the wall. "Fine, fine."

He stands beside his not!dad, carefully keeping his hands out of sight.

[bythewaves]

"Watch your language." Maglor says automatically, although it was him who taught Kevin those words in the first place.

"You can just ask, you know."

[fire_punk]

"That takes all the fun out of it, Ada," he whines, scowling half-heartedly.

"Watch my language? Really? You first."

[consumedbyfire]

Cake is the best way to get Fingon's attention, even with Nelyo's presence.

His quest lead him to the kitchen where he found Maglor, smiling. "You made cakes!" he said happily as he edged over to peer at them. He wasn't sure if Maglor was making them for something or someone so he would try to resist at least before asking.

"Can I have one?" his voice was hopefully as he peered over the cakes as he looked at Maglor. The cakes weren't the only reason he had sought out Maglor though- but right now the cakes had his attention. Perhaps Maglor could be convinced to spare a few for Nelyo as well.

[bythewaves]

Maglor may, or may not, keep a mental list of what treats his cousins require as bribes. So he may or may not have baked honeycakes even if Riley had not asked.

"Hello your majesty." He smirks at Fingon's inevitable appearance. "I do believe I did. And how could this poor servant refuse his king such a treat?"

Yep, still going on about Fingon pulling out the King card.

[consumedbyfire]

"That is very generous of you to offer me such a gift!" Fingon said as he started laughing, unable to remain serious for long. He had never been a serious king all the time, even when he tried.

But his expression shifted to something more thoughtful, pausing as he reached out for a cake before he stopped himself. "Well- actually- there was something I wanted to talk to you about first," he said slowly as he turned away from the cakes.

[bythewaves]

Maglor's smiles are more real, here, and he shakes his head at Fingon.

"I thought of you when I was baking, and memory may have exaggerated your appetite." He sighs in mock aggravation.

As Fingon sobers he does as well.

"Aye?"

[castintoflames]

How can he say no to honey-cakes? How can anyone? Truth be told, Maedhros doesn't have much of a sweet tooth. He enjoys the occasional treat, but the real reason he is hovering near his brother and cousin is because he does not want to miss a single experience in Asgard.

"How many did you make?" he grins at the amount of flour on Maglor, "Kano, you had too much fun."

[bythewaves]

"Enough." Maglor flicks a bit of dough at his brother with a face.

"You know how Fingon eats! I just. Overestimated. That's all."

[castintoflames]

He snickers when the dough hits his cheek. Nice aim!

"He is a bottomless well when he craves sweets, that is true." his gaze becomes somewhat distant, "He even tries to feed me! I would be in poor shape if I ate all he offered."

[bythewaves]

"He is fortunate that elves don't get fat." Maglor retorts pertly.

"Although he is right that you could use more feeding, brother mine."

[loveathousandyearsgone]

Elrond might not have been watching the whole process, but he could see the volume of food piling out of the kitchen. It was...amusing. And finally he had to step into the kitchen to see the chef, fighting the grin.

"Are you certain that will be enough food for the city, ada?" Tease~ "You may wish to clean up once you are done."

[bythewaves]

"Not if Fingon and Riley get here first." Maglor retorts, turning to look at him wryly.

"Hmph. You can blame Kevin's attempts to snitch out of the bowl for that! Are you coming in or standing there to tease?"

[loveathousandyearsgone]

Okay yeah he couldn't help but laugh at that. Sorry Maglor.

But Elrond did step in, walking over to him, giving up on hiding the grin as well. "How can I help?" See? He can be nice!

[bythewaves]

Mgalor sniffs at him fondly and gestures at the oven.

"Can you get that batch out? They should be about right. And then you can come help me get this last batch onto the tray and in, and I will let you lick the bowl, if you wish."

[becauseichooseto]

"Well, I suppose it's better than setting the place on fire," he remarked, finding the honeycake entirely too sweet for what it was. Yet he ate it.

[bythewaves]

"Excuse me, but I never set anything in Asgard on fire that did not deserve it." Maglor sniffs at Brax in amusement.

"I have tea as well, if you would prefer something to wash the sweetness out!"

[becauseichooseto]

He gives him a look that doubts it. Just a little. "I'll take the tea," he says with a smile.

[bythewaves]

"I thought you might." Maglor smiles at him and gestures him to take a seat.

"The place is a mess right now - forgive me - but sit anywhere you like. I will go and start up the kettle."

[everysecond]

She didn't have her powers anymore but she might as well have. One second there were cakes sitting at the window and the next time Maglor turned to look, there were several missing. Probably due to the little thief currently balanced over the window just out of sight.

They were delicious though. Compliments to the baker!

[bythewaves]

Maglor looks up and stares at the empty spaces on his tray and announces dryly to the shadows and the sunlight.

"Or, you know, you could come in and ask."

He does not actually expect her to give in this easily, of course.

"After all, maybe I booby trapped the ones outside as bait, one never knows."

[everysecond]

"Nope. I watched you make these from the roof next door."

She grinned at and suddenly her head was there for him to see. Then she was swinging in, snatching another on the way over so she could sit down and eat her stolen treats.

"Besides, I'd say it shows how awesome I am now that you didn't notice until they were gone."

[bythewaves]

He does not start, having expected her to be close, but he does tsk at her.

"Watched and did not offer to help!" He laments. "While I slaved over all of these!"

And he sniffs. "I already knew you were awesome, you did not have to prove it."