#ingo probably would have snuck them to garbador later anyway
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You know, historically I did most of my writing as random ficlets. Maybe that is why these are a bit easier? Either way, feeling out characterizations, these are fun to do!
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"What are you doing?"
Ingo didn't move from where he was looking down at the brown…circles in front of him. "Baking," he said. He didn't have to look to sense Emmet's stare. "…Theoretically," he conceded with a sigh.
Emmet poked one of the circles. It dented under his finger, but bounced back into shape instantly. "It doesn't look bad," he said. He poked the circle again, fascinated at its texture.
"While that means a lot coming from you, unfortunately the taste leaves much to be desired." Ingo's frown pulled deeper. "They taste bad. I don't understand how the same ingredients can come out so wrong!"
Emmet leaned over so he could look Ingo in the face. His smile had a hint of teasing humor in it. "It looks like you tried to bake donuts?"
Ingo wasn't listening. "I have looked at dozens of recipes! I measured everything exactly so." He gestured ferociously toward the pile of used dishes soaking in the sink. "Baking is supposed to be easy." He threw his hands up, exasperation written in every line of his body. "You merely need to follow the directions, with the exact measurements. I thought I could do this!"
"Hmmmmm," Emmet drawled, looking entirely unsympathetic. "Why did you bake them? Aren't donuts fried?"
Ingo grimaced, half turned away as if that would save him from his brother's attention. "…I merely wanted it to be a bit…healthier."
"Uh huh," Emmet said. "And how may donuts have you snuck behind my back this week?"
"That is NOT why I did it!" Ingo protested loudly.
Emmet cackled, covering his ears dramatically from the sudden volume. "That is a confession if ever I heard one!"
All Ingo could do was splutter protests that fell on deaf ears. Emmet was far too delighted in catching Ingo out on his sweet tooth. Why were younger brothers so infuriating?
"If you are quite finished," Ingo said stiffly, "I have to clean up this mess." Emmet's smile still reached from ear to ear, his face rosy from his laughter. He reached out to poke one of the donuts again, and Ingo swatted at his hand. "Stop that! I need to wrap them properly, and I don't need your fingerprints all over them."
"Wrap them?" Emmet asked, eyeing Ingo as he picked up the plate of pastries. "Ingo, you are not planning on eating those?"
"Of course I am," Ingo sighed. "Just because they aren't ideal, doesn't mean I should waste food."
"Oh no you don't." Emmet swiped the plate of 'donuts' from Ingo's hand. "This is now a treat for Garbador!"
"But—" Ingo tried to protest.
"Nope!" Emmet popped the word in his mouth. "You can learn from your mistake. You do not need to force yourself to suffer because of it."
"Emmet…" Ingo would deny to his dying day the whine in his voice. "All I have learned is that donuts should not be baked!"
Emmet gave a satisfied nod. "And that is a valuable lesson."
They stared at each other silently. Then Ingo lunged, and Emmet turned and fled out the kitchen before Ingo could catch him.
"Emmet!" Ingo bellowed, charging recklessly after his brother.
"Garbador! I have a treat! Quick!" Emmet hollered, thumping against the walls as he took corners at speed. The real miracle of the day was the fact that he kept all of the donuts on the plate. At least until Ingo tackled him and the whole thing went tumbling across the floor.
Garbador did indeed enjoy her treat.
#fun times ahead#submas#pokemon writing#writing is a habit and i must engage#maybe i shall use that as my tag for these things#since they are for practice rather than anything else#in which i use my own experiences to write a thing#dont bake donuts kids they just dont taste that good#just make cupcakes instead#ingo probably would have snuck them to garbador later anyway#but he is stubborn and would have tried to eat at least one of them#emmet is helping!#they cleaned all the dishes together#'punishment' for emmet's interference#as if emmet wouldn't have helped anyway#still clunky must remember how to descriptive
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