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[heyunderoos]

[Peter huffs a little, still smiling up at Rue.] When I first started, I definitely set a few things on fire. It's kinda a process.

[Peter's tone is fond, even with the cringe that comes to the surface.] I mean, if it helps, you haven't seen May's cooking. [He lets his hands drop to his knees as he wrinkles his nose.]

There was this one time she made a cake, and like... oh my god. It was... fleshy? Like, you could hit it and it bounced back?

[It was Thicc, Rue.]

[ruevealing]

[....]

Fleshy?

[spirits, that beats flaming microwave on every level]

Even as new as I am, I have yet to make anything, ah, fleshy. You did not eat it, did you?

[heyunderoos]

Fleshy. Like... the texture was not good. [Peter maybe did eat it and had regrets, but he's side stepping that.]

It was way too many eggs. Don't add that many eggs.

[ruevealing]

[Rue notices he did not answer and they are silently JUDGING.]

I will keep that in mind. Using too many eggs is to be avoided. At least I have not created any monstrosities while cooking, only the occasional fire.

[heyunderoos]

[Not the first time he has been judged, nor the last.]

The recipes usually give you the right amount of eggs. May did a full twelve for some reason? [The texture was mysterious thanks to those eggs.]

Fire is kind of more... normal? Not good, but normal. Ned and I like ruined a microwave once at a sleepover.

[ruevealing]

I do not wish to speak ill of your aunt, but I do not think I would ever allow her to use anything in my kitchen.

[joking!! sort of.]