Pancakes

[hellshaped]

Who: Hellboy and YOU
What: Hellboy (on a loss) desires pancakes. He probably could use some help.
When: Lunchtime, prime pancake time
Where: Kitchen
Rating: the babyest rating possible, he is a baby
Note: Prose or actionspam, I'll follow your lead!

Hellboy had been enjoying his time back in the castle. The snow was fun, and he managed to avoid all the weird people so far, since mostly he'd been hanging out with Molotov or exploring the grounds.

But he was getting hungry.

So, if anyone were to step inside the kitchen, they might notice that every inch of it seems to be dusted in a fine powder of flour. There are also broken eggs scattered about, some chocolate chips on the floor, and an open container of milk just sitting on the counter.

The culprit is probably this little red person with horns and a tail, who has found a footstool and is standing over the stove with a skillet in his massive right hand. By the almost cartoonish way he is scratching his head, it should be pretty obvious he's trying to figure out how to turn on the burners.

Children and stoves are probably not a very good idea. And when the child in question is this messy, it's probably the worst idea ever.

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[huntersdaughter]

Having gone through all the drawers in the kitchen at the Lux, Jo is convinced the ghosts have stolen her can opener. There is a moment where she considers using a knife to just punch a circle of slices into the top of the can, but then she thinks about the knife and the tip of the blade... she can't do it. Of course, thankfully there's a kitchen just down the hall from where she is.

Leaving the Lux in capable hands of her extremely small size staff, she moves to retrieve a can-opener. Getting into the kitchen, however, proves a more difficult task.

She nearly slips from the lack of traction that all the flour creates on the floor, but she catches her footing easily. The further she goes into the kitchen the more she wonders just what she's going to find. What she finds is a small bright red boy and that makes her startle for a second.

She's used to seeing Hellboy, sure, but not this size. Not wielding a skillet. Not with horns that aren't filed down.

"You alright there?" She asks with more than a faint idea that the answer is going to presumably be 'No.' because little children like Hellboy don't lie to people, do they?

We shall see.

[hellshaped]

Hellboy, for his part, is completely oblivious that this huge mess he made could potentially pose some danger to anyone else stumbling in here. He is very young, and his adoptive father isn't really great at the whole "parenting" thing. Boundaries are things he's still learning.

He does turn around to look over his shoulder though, when he hears someone speaking. There is no recognition in the solid yellow eyes, though if Jo had any doubts that this was Hellboy, they should pretty much evaporate once she gets a look at his face. Because it's the same flat, hard to read expression he wears as an adult.

"Fine," he answers cheerfully enough, then goes back to looking at the stove, scratching thoughtfully at his chin. "You don't know how to work this, do you?"

[huntersdaughter]

Jo can't help but smile a bit at him. It's always odd to see her friends younger, that doesn't change with Hellboy. She glances at the situation and it's easy to figure out what he's up to.

"Pancakes, huh? I think I can help you out with that."

She moves easily, picking up a towel to wipe the counters down. Then she'll take the skillet from his hand and set it on the stove. "We'll turn on the burner here, but keep it low and just let the pan heat up, alright?"

[hellshaped]

Hellboy just watches her curiously, opening his mouth to protest when she takes the skillet from him. He was using that! But he closes his mouth with a quiet huff instead of saying anything, because at least she's helping him instead of shooing him away and telling him he's too little.

"Keep it low -- wouldn't it cook faster if we turned it up all the way?"

Because he wants pancakes right his second, obviously. He also has no idea how to actually turn the burner on, and just squints at the dials, rubbing at his chin.

[huntersdaughter]

Jo smiles at him, shaking her head a bit, "If we turned it up fast then the bottom would cook fast, sure, but the middle part wouldn't cook enough. You'd end up with a burned pancake."

She does a bit of quick clean-up and a bit of batter prep, gets that stove turned on and the pan warmed up. Then she's ready to pour the first one.

"Here, you can see how long it takes to cook this one and then you can do the next one, okay?" She asks him carefully as she pours the first one into the pan.

"See how I didn't make it too big? That's so that it's easy for me to turn over."

[hellshaped]

"Oh," he says, frowning thoughtfully. He hadn't considered that! "Well, I just thought because they're flat, it would cook all the way through."

But he seems to accept this explanation, and watches with great interest. This is a good skill to have! Plus, he appreciates that she's actually showing him and not just shoving him aside and doing it herself. Some people are just better with kids than others.

"Ohhhhh, that's why they're always so small ..."

Because Hellboy would like pancakes if they were the size of plates, actually. Or bigger.