In another (second bowl) bowl mix eggs, milk and vanilla flavour
Add liquid to the dry ingredients and stir only briefly so that the dough remains fluffy
Preheat pan to medium heat (level 4-5)
Pancakes approx.. bake 2 minutes on the first side ( or until you see many bubbels) , 1 minute on the second (or until you think you like th colour of it)
Rating: Teen+ due to some mildly suggestive themes
Category: Fluff
Summary: Evelyn guides Ethan through the art of pancake making
A/N: Hello, hello! I’m finally back with a new fic after having not written one since July.😬 This one is a little on the shorter side, but hopefully it’s the start of me getting back into writing. Thanks to everyone that’s stuck with me and to all the new people that followed, I hope you all enjoy reading❤️
In the soft, orange glow of the morning, a small figure tiptoes across the room, pillowcase in hand.
Reaching the other side of the bed, she carefully tries to place it over the head of the sleeping giant.
“Shhhh… it’ll be over soon,” she whispers.
“Mmmmm…. huh? Evelyn wha-”
“Aw, Ethan. You wrecked my plan. You weren’t supposed to wake up yet.” She sighed, slowly removing the pillowcase from his head.
“Your… plan?” He inquired, rubbing his tired eyes.
“Mhm, my plan.”
“Okay, why did your “plan” involve putting a pillowcase over my head?”
“Because I was trying to kidnap you! I’m pretty sure pulling up with candy in a white van wouldn’t work, so I thought this would be the next best thing!”
“Evelyn. We live together.”
“I know, but I was trying to make things interesting.”
“Come here.”
Climbing over Ethan onto the bed, Evelyn lays down in his outstretched arms.
“What did you need me for on this fine morning?”
“I was thinking…” she started, carefully tracing a finger over his chest, “that I could teach you to make pancakes today.”
“Me? Pancakes? You already know that I can’t make those.”
“Which is exactly why I’m going to teach you. Since I’ve gotten to know you, I’ve always found it so strange that a guy that can make a fancy Georgian Stuffed Chicken can’t make and fry a simple little pancake batter. I suppose Nigella didn’t teach you well enough.” she laughed, knowing she caught his attention with her last comment.
“I refuse to tolerate any more Nigella slander,” he replied sitting up, “Let’s go.”
Before Ethan could even finish tying his robe, Evelyn took his hand and lead him to the kitchen.
“Surprise! I already separated and measured out the wet and dry ingredients for you so it's one less thing to worry about,” she said as she moved over to the counter. “I also have blueberries and chocolate chips to put in mine, but if you're already overwhelmed, you can leave them out.”
“Okay, let's start. So I just whisk the eggs, milk, melted butter and vanilla in this bowl and then add the mixture to the flour bowl?
“That's the way! Man, I should have my own cooking show.”
“I'm done. Do I put some oil on the griddle?”
“I like to use butter. It gives it a richer flavour.”
“Alright. Are you finished? The griddle is hot now.”
“Yep, I'm all done. Let's spoon it on!”
“How long before we flip them?” Ethan inquiries coming up behind Eve and wrapping his arms around her waist.
“Haha, as soon as they’re golden.”
“Mmm… so, how much time do you think we have?” he whispers in her ear as he turns her around.
“Not enough for whatever you want to start.”
“I’ll take my chances,” he replied, hastily placing her on the kitchen island and settling between her legs.
“Ethan!”
“Shh… let me take care of you.”
Leaning her back on the counter, he gently slides his hand up her leg as he kisses her forehead down to her lips.
“Ethan… something smells li-”
“Yes, something smells lovely. You used that shampoo I told you I liked, didn’t you?” he smiles as he moves his hand to unbutton her top.
“Yes, Ethan. But something smells like it’s burning!”
“What?!”
Turning around as the smoke alarm went off, Ethan rushes to assess the condition of the pancakes while Evelyn opens the door to let out the smoke.
“See? I burnt the damn things. I told you I couldn’t make them.”
Closing the door as the alarm shut off, Eve slowly walked over to where Ethan was staring helplessly at the burnt cakes.
“You were doing well until you decided to get distracted.” she remarked, motioning at her unbuttoned top.
“It’s not my fault that you’re too distracting for your own good.”
“While I appreciate the compliment, we should clean these off and finish the rest of the batter. This time I’m going to make sure you don’t get distracted.”
As Ethan pours the rest of the batter and flips the pancakes, Eve finishes setting the table.
“See, you did it!” she exclaimed as Ethan brought over the steaming hot cakes and maple syrup.
“Yes, yes, mission accomplished I suppose. Though, I do think I deserve a reward for accomplishing such a major feat. Maybe finishing what we started earlier…”
“Haha we’ll see. We have to see if these actually taste good first. We’ll take a bite together one three. One… two… three!”
Taking a bite, Ethan closes his eyes as he savours the rich, buttery flavour.
“Surprisingly, I think these are the best pancakes I’ve ever had.”
“I’m proud of you, you know that?” she smiles, taking his hand.
“I know. Just like how I’m proud of you. Thank you for your help.”
PANCKES
Tai drew it. Fable animated it. Kovox encouraged it. See what they have wrought!
There are just hours left in the Lackadaisy Animated Film Kickstarter! (If we hit our remaining stretch goals, I promise I’ll stop forcing you to look at this.)
