Christmas Robron #3
for @messedup21 who wanted robron baking with their son/daughter. I gave you both and I would like to introduce Mason Sugden-Dingle and Luna Sugden-Dingle.
This had been a bad idea from the start.
For one thing neither Robert or Aaron were very good at baking. Robert prided himself on his amazing cooking but apparently cupcakes and cookies were to him what Krypton was to Superman.
And secondly Mason was four and Luna was two. If they saw even the slightest opportunity to make a mess they were going to take it.
And yet here they were.
The kids wanted to make treats for Santa so they were going to make treats for Santa.
Just as Aaron had thought, it was a disaster from the start.
While their backs had been turned sorting out the ingredients and helping Mason wash his hands, Luna had pulled down the bag off chocolate chips off the table and was sat in a puddle of melting chocolate.
Then Mason had wanted to help Robert measure out the flour which had gone well until Mason dropped the bag of flour covering Roberts jeans in a layer of white.
“Look Papa” Mason called to Aaron “Daddy’s a snowman” and then he started laughing hysterically. Then finally they managed to finish the cookie and the muffin mixture with only tiny glitches (Luna spreading butter along the walls, Mason throwing a tantrum because he wasn’t aloud to crack the eggs, Robert nearly burning his had on the oven).
Mason stood on a chair with Aaron holding onto the back of him and Robert held Luna in his arms so they could both pour out the mixture.
Once again this went off without a hitch and Robert and Aaron were starting to think they’d actually managed to pull this off.
While the things were in the oven the kids had slumped off. Typical.
“Oh look avoiding the clean up just like their papa” Robert said watching them both play with their toys.
“Haha” Aaron said sarcastically going up to Robert and resting his head on Roberts shoulder.
They both made the decision that watching their children play was more important then the pots.
So they sat down and got comfy.
That was a bad idea.
They fell to sleep. How could they not. Mason and Luna were the best things to ever happen to them and the light of their lives but god they were exhausting. And with the heating on, the smell of the cakes and the comfyness of using each other as pillows they both just drifted into sleep.
They stayed asleep until the smoke alarm woke them up.
Smoke was billowing from the oven. Mason was excited because he though Fireman Sam was on his was and Luna was crying.
Needless to say everything was burnt. There was no way go save them. Aaron had to beat the baking tray against the side just to get them out.
“Shit!” Robert swore picking up a cupcake which could have been used to blugen somebody with, “what do we do now? The kids want to eat the stuff they’ve made”
Aaron looked down at his watch and he got an idea. “Get their coats on we’re going to the pub”.
“You can’t solve all life’s problems with a trip to the pub Aaron” Robert sighed but did as he said.
The four of them ended up at the pub, Aaron with flour across his cheek. Robert knocked on the kitchen door putting on a charming smile.
“Hey. Chas said you guys are done for the night?” Victoria nodded. Robert grinned “great” he turned and shouted “come on kids!”
Vics eyes went wide “ what no you can’t just ..” “Me and Aaron will be at the bar have fun baking with your auntie V”
So baking went about as well as expected with Victoria taking over in the cooking department and Aaron and Robert with a pint happily waiting to sample whatever they ended up making.