Only Creepy Now In Spirit Mansion | Thursday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

Okay, Stiles wanted to at least be a little bit impressive with his final project in Dr. Lecter's class, which would be why he wasn't going to write a paper or make peanut butter and jelly. Instead he had asked his dad to send one of his mother's old cookbooks and was attempting to make knedle serowo-truskawkowe. It was something she used to make for him and Scott when they were kids.

"Attempting" being the key word here. The first batch for his trial run was a burnt mess so now he was starting over, getting a fresh sheen of flour all over everything in the kitchen. It covered up the chunks of unused dough and smushed up strawberries from the first batch nicely.

At least he hadn't tried to make golabki. Then the kitchen would stink like cabbage in addition to being a mess.

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[newroutines]

"Thank you," Mike said, nodding magnanimously. Then he put the juice away, finally. "Alright, I need a shower. Try not to blow the kitchen up. And leave me some of those weird Polish dumplings, okay?"

[robinonadderall]

"Can do," Stiles said, giving Mike a salute. "I guarantee they won't give you food poisoning."

Because Derek had made them.

[newroutines]

Mike WAS NEVER TRUSTING THAT FACE EVER OH GOD just gave that a quiet snort before waving vaguely at Stiles and walking out of the kitchen.

Yeah, he knew Derek would be why they wouldn't kill him.