tampered | log; ongoing; closed

log; ongoing; closed

When; Afternoon of Saturday 3rd
Rating;G-PG
Characters; Di Di

rehymenator
Summary; You eat the chocolates, you have to replace them.
Log;
Di Di had everything ready to make chocolates. She had been tempering the chocolate before Castiel was going to show up because it was easier to do by herself. They were going to make truffles and a few other chocolates. She has the molds out and everything else. She was bracing for when he would show up. Last time the angel did she had jumped. Hopefully he would walk in like a normal human, but she wasn't going to hold her breath.

Di Di looked at the clock, it was time for him to show up. This should be fun.

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

Not that Castiel had ever learned manners or knocking before. That was always awkward with Dean and his almost compulsive urges that Castiel didn't understand -- which usually ended in swearing and flailing and Dean calling him names that he didn't care about.

At the second hand struck at the twelve, Castiel moved between the concrete and wood, things made by deity and man to enter Di Di's apartment the second time. He was stoic in an attempt to belie his anxiety. He hadn't had much success with human activities in the past and there was the chance that this might even be worse.

Di Di jumped for the second time. It seemed that she wouldn't be getting over his tricks just yet. "Really, Castiel, you have got to learn how to knock on doors." She thankfully didn't knock anything on the table over. She just rubbed her head and calmed down again.

"Anyway. So I'm sure you have never made chocolates before, right? We need to start with making the shells for the chocolates. Come over here and I'll show you how to start." Though much more of a people person, she was at lest a lot better then then Castiel, That wasn't much to be better then though. Di Di tended to just get to the point. Plus she wasn't really sure how to interact with Castiel yet. " They have to chill while we work on the truffles."

"Dean says that as well," he replied. At least once he's in her presence, he moves in his physical form to follow her where they'll begin. He looks silently at the things she's set out, and then back up at her.

"I've never made them." Yes he's very helpful. She's pretty much got free range as far as telling him what to do, though he won't outwardly show all that much interest. And will probably mess up a lot.

"I would listen to him then." She laughs just a little at that. Di Di wondered how these two were really connected to each other.

"It's okay, really. Making the shells isn't that hard. Tempering the chocolates the hard part and I have that done already." She motioned to the chocolate in the double pots. "See these?" It was a tray of plastic plastic with little shapes indented into it. "All you have to do is pour the chocolate in and then dumped it back out after a minute. to make the shells. Wipe the excess off the tops and put them in the fridge. Think you can do that?"

Castiel listens to her instructions, even smiles a little bit as he looks back and forth between her and the work in front of them. "Okay." He says, and picks up one of the double pots by the base. Castiel starts to pour it into one of the trays, paying oddly close attention.

If Di Di's watching closely, she'll be able to catch him before he lets it all overflow. Nobody said he completely understood what he was paying attention to.

"HOLY SHIT!" she cries out at the sound of the chocolate pouring over. she grabs an extra bowl and holds it under the tray, catching what was falling now. "What are you thinking?! Were you really going to let all that fall out onto the counter?" she takes a minute to take the tray and move it over the extra bowl. She bumps out most of the chocolate into the bowl and then sighs. "we have to do that to all the trays, not just this one, okay? Just fill them up to like this and then put the chocolate back into the bowl."

He doesn't really react to her flailing, which is really a combination of angel mojo and spending a lot of time with Dean. He does move quickly once she chastises him and works to fill the other trays while she clean up his mess.

"Hmm. Sorry," he mumbles. Anna seemed very intent on making sure Castiel made up for all of the chocolate he'd eaten. They had to pay back the three shops he'd exhausted but Di Di had made her demands clear from the start, and it was a small price to pay.

"It's okay" She looked him over. He's... really odd. Not in that creeper kind of way, but in that "Never seem anything ever" type of way. She just shrugged it off though. "Okay, we let those set for a second and then." She takes the first tray he filled. "You pour the chocolate out like this so that there is just a coating on the inside of the indents." She shows him how it looks. "See?"

Interacting with humans never seemed to be a big deal to him at home. In reality, Castiel knew that he came off as a mad man to regular humans. Talking about hell and demons unnerved them but he was too consumed with the multitude of other issues in his head to care much.

The same goes for chocolates, but really all he can see is Anna's probably disapproving face if he didn't make up for them. So he does as she instructs, probably screwing up little things here and there.

"Hey, not bad." After they had all the trays fixed she put them in the fridge. "now they have to set" it takes her a minute to get all of the trays into the fridge. After she finishes she motions to the left over chocolate. "Now we are going to roll some truffles. Just watch me." She shows him how to roll a few. "Now you do that while I clean up a little more." she licks some of the chocolate from a finger, "Yummy" before going to the skin and washing off the rest of the chocolate.

It doesn't take him long to go through the rolling the way she shows him. Once he finishes, Castiel wanders around her place. He might be reminiscent of a 5-year-old who hasn't yet learned 'hands-off.'

Di Di is cleaning up. She never thought that an adult would find a reason to touch all of the things in her living room. It's filled with an assortment of different things. Some of the objects are witchcraft things, but they also look nice. They don't seem to be being used for any of their intended purposes. If he wanders down to where the rooms are though there is a door with a few wards on it. "Thanks for helping."

He doesn't share Dean's utter contempt for witches, but Castiel pauses at a few items. Things he thinks might be for summons or other types of rituals. He comes back to observe Di Di as she cleans. "Did you use witchcraft to become the fox?"

A hand idly waves over some of the leftover ingredients, obscuring them from her view at first. When it comes away again, she'll see a finished truffle underneath. And when she looks back up at Castiel, she'll notice the workspace cleaned completely.

"No, I-" but she stops short when all those neat magic tricks happen. She had a plate in her hand that she dropped. After all, WHAT THE HELL?! but also OUCH, that plate landed on her FOOT! " SHITT!!" she stands on one foot to take pressure of and maybe help the pain. "Why didn't you just do that before?!"

Castiel might be smirking, just a little. Maybe. "You wanted me to help make them." Obviously to Castiel there is a difference, here.

"yeah. but if you could help like that it would make everything a lot faster." Help comes in many forms after all. Oh wait, he's an angel, all righteous and take the right and narrow path thing, right? "Since you can do that," she grabs a pound of chocolate she hasn't tempered yet. "Make these into truffles and you're all payed back"

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

log; ongoing; closed

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject