Continued with @sekiitan
There were many things- many, many things- in which Bumi was good at.
Woodworking, sailing, fishing, were probably at the top of the list. He believed himself to be decent at drawing, and kissing, very good at holding his alcohol, even when he behaved like an idiot whenever he drank. But- to his favor, he behaved like an idiot when he didn’t drink too, so...
Now baking, he was relatively good at. He could make chocolate chip cookies, and some basic cupcakes, maybe even a boxed cake, and whip cream to its perfect point. This- this giant mess in Tonraq and Kalden’s kitchen was not entirely his fault.
“I-” Tikaani raised her hand to answer her dad’s question, but Bumi’s let go of the spatula to cover at her mouth with a shit eating grin, letting the moment stretch just a little longer.
It had started pretty simple really. They were going to make brownies for dessert, in fact, Kalden was supposed to bring the ice cream for it. Things had taken off smoothly enough, melting chocolate, adding sugar, breaking eggs...
That was, until Tonraq whisked the flower in with a little extra strength, hitting Tiki and Bumi square in the chest. That earned the man some flour on his own clothes in retaliation, and that unleashed a chain of actions of which both grown up men shouldn’t be as proud of as they were. Identical smiles on their messy faces, bouncing their weight back and forth on their feet.
“... and that’s what happened.” Bumi finished his rant off, picking Tikaani up to sit her at the island counter. The girl offered Kalden her chocolate spoon, and Bumi frowned as he tried to wipe some of the mix from her curly hair.
“And how did the shopping go?” He asked with the ease of someone who has not just been caught in the middle of a brownie massacre. “Found any nice discounts?”