Trying to bake macarons
So, I'm going to write a cooking chapter for this book because why not? Also, I suck at cooking, the best I could do is make a cake that tastes somewhat decent..........oh, and cookies and waffles, those are easy to make as well. I'm trying to make macarons, but I can't cause.....I just can't. In this chapter, they'll be making macarons because, why not?
oK, on to the chapter.
Normal POV:
It has been quite some time since Smaug the Sword Stealer was introduced to the Riders of Berk, and right now, all they were trying to do was to not let the adolescent dragon too close to their weapons, because the weapons could possibly stick to his magnetic hide and they'll not get it back for a really long time. It was most likely that they'll never get their weapons back because Amber's dragons were usually very protective of their............belongings.
"Hey, can you get this thing off of my sword?" Snotlout asked, trying to separate the dragon from his blade.
"No." the young dragon said, and stuck his tongue out at Snotlout.
"He just stuck his tongue out at me!" he exclaimed, letting go of the sword handle in surprise and allowing the dragon to clamber onto a shelf.
"Smaug, have you been playing with Barf and Belch and the twins?" Amber asked from the kitchen.
"Yes. They taught me how to steal the most weapons in the shortest amount of time."
"Ok, well, next time, just steal their weapons." Amber instructed.
"OK!"
Hiccup watched as the adolescent dragon bounded off to Thor knows where, and he laughed a bit.
"That dragon's a bit..." he trailed off, not sure how to say it.
"Overly happy?" Astrid asked. "About stealing weapons."
"Yeah."
"Maybe he's secretly plotting our demise and is allied with Johann." Tuff suggested.
Amber shot him a burning glare. "You better not mean that."
"I didn't." he said quickly, seeing her murderous expression.
"Good." her burning glare changed to a sweet smile in less than a second. She turned back to the kitchen, where something burning could be smelt.
"What's going on in there?" Fishlegs asked.
"I'm making chocolate cake." she said, running into the kitchen. "Oh, crap. I set the temperature too high." she brought out a charred, black lump that kind of smells like chocolate. "Ta da...........yay.......?"
"Wow, you're even worse than Astrid!" Snotlout commented.
Astrid shot up, her axe in hand. "You wanna repeat that sentence?"
"No."
"Good, that means you value your life." Amber said, cutting the burnt part off her cake. She popped a piece of un-burnt cake in her mouth. "Wow, this is actually good if you get the burnt stuff off."
"Can we have some?" Ruff asked.
"Sure. Just rip a chunk off. I'll see if I can make more that is not burnt."
"Can we help?" Hiccup asked.
"Sure, just don't make my kitchen more of a mess."
"More of a mess?" Fishlegs questioned.
Instead of responding, Amber showed them the kitchen, which had burn marks all over the walls. There was an open fissure where a few broken wires hung out, occasionally sparking up randomly.
"How did this happen?" Snotlout asked.
Amber mumbled something under her breath.
"What was that?" Tuff asked, cupping a hand to his ear.
"I said, I accidentally shot fire at the walls..........I meant to shape shift into a scauldron to put out the fire......"
"That doesn't even make sense." Hiccup said. "You shot fire as a scauldron?"
"NO!" she shouted. "I mean, yes. Well, um.......I shot fire in the midst of shifting and it turned out to be this weird green acid fire which was cool, but also may have ruined the walls....and destroyed the wall lamp that I just replaced" A ball of bluish-green fire lit up in her palms. "Isn't this cool?"
"You call this ruining walls?" Ruff asked, pointing a thumb at the wall. "That's nothing. Remember when Astrid put those Gronkle eggs in people's houses?"
"Yes, that was some top quality destruction." Tuff said.
"Can we not bring that up?" Astrid asked. "Let's help Amber make food, because clearly she could use the help."
"So could you....." Snotlout mumbled.
"What was that?"
"Nothing..."
"Ok, so I'm going to make macarons, or try to......" Amber said as she dug around in a cupboard. "I've never succeeded in making those before."
"Why not?" Hiccup asked.
"It's so hard to get the consistency of the batter correct. All that folding and mixing....."
She proceeded to dump almond flour, powdered sugar and a tiny pinch of salt into a sifter.
"What're you doing?" Ruff asked, slapping her brother, who had his head inside of the dishwasher.
"Sifting the dry ingredients." Amber said and then started beating the egg whites.
"What that?" Snotlout asked.
"It's meringue!!" Obsidian popped out of nowhere.
"Yes, you're quite right, Obsidian." Amber said. "And then, after beating the egg whites, you just pour the sugar in---"
Snotlout grabbed the bowl of regular sugar that was sitting on the counter and poured it all inside the half made meringue mixture.
"--slowly, and in two parts." she finished, not amused at all. "Oh well, if this fails then we know why."
The twins sniggered and earned punches from Snotlout.
"What do you do now?" Fishlegs asked.
"Can you pass me the dry ingredients?" she asked.
"Sure." Astrid handed her the bowl. "Why does the bowl have I hate Johann written on the sides?"
"Oh, that was a gift from my friend Echo, who hates Johann as much as me."
"Ok.......?" Hiccup glanced at Amber, who was folding the dry ingredients into the meringue mixture.
"Ooh, is this the folding part?" Tuff asked.
"Yes." Amber said, not looking up. "And if you want, you can try....but don't over mix and don't under mix the batter."
"I got it..." he said, grabbing the bowl and started mixing.
"I think we should be concerned." Fishlegs said.
"Yeah, I mean...what have they done that didn't end in disaster?" Astrid asked.
"Well, there was the time they infiltrated Viggo Grimborn's base and fooled tons of dragon hunters into thinking that they killed Hiccup." Amber said casually while leaning on the kitchen door frame with a cup in her hand.
"They did what?" Hiccup asked.
"Oh, I wasn't supposed to say that....." she trailed off. "Hey, Tuff, is the batter all mixed and done?"
"Yes, is this good?" he asked. "I saw a note on your white box with figure eight test--macarons written on it." he demonstrated the figure eight test. "See?"
"Ok, we can put it in the piping bag now." she poured the batter into the bag and piped the circles. (IDK how to describe it...) "Now we wait one hour for the film to form." Amber set a timer and walked out of the kitchen. "Don't touch the baking tray and its contents or else you'll leave this world with one limb missing!"
"But I already have one limb missing." Hiccup said, confused.
"Or two, in Hiccup's case!"
"Ok then..."
One hour later
"Yay! It does have the "skin" on top!!" Amber seemed extremely happy.
"What does that mean?" Astrid asked.
"It means that we can bake them now." Amber replied and put the baking sheet inside the oven, which has been preheating the whole time.
"And then we wait?" Ruff asked.
"Yes." Amber said.
When the oven timer sounds
A ding sounded from the oven and Amber practically climbed over everyone to see if the cookies were done. (yes, macaron shells on their own are called cookies, idk why, but they are called that.)
The gang stared at their host, who just pushed them all aside.
"She ok?" Ruff asked.
"I--" Hiccup was cut off by an excited shout.
"Oh. My. Gods." came from the kitchen. "HOLY CRAP I DID IT!!!! I BAKED IT SUCCESSFULLY!!!!!!!"
Astrid ran into the kitchen, stopping at the door to see if it was safe, because the last time she had gone to see if Amber was alright, she had gotten two arrows right next to her ears.
"ASTRID LOOK I DID IT!!!" Amber dragged Astrid into the kitchen, where it went silent for a moment.
"Oh my Thor, this is amazing!!" Astrid came back out, with a plate of pale pink and green pastries. "You have to try this."
Amber returned looking quite smug. "And now, Johann, Leo and Delta owes me fifty dollars."
"Isn't Delta the dinosaur?" Fishlegs asked.
"Yes."
"Then how come he's betting?" Tuff asked.
"Johann managed to bribe her with rats. The dinosaur is a female, Tuff."
"I did!" Johann appeared.
"Good, now you owe me fifty dollars. I made macarons successfully." Amber said smugly.
Johann muttered some choice words before reluctantly placing a bag of coins in Amber's hand, then turned away saying something about that being his last bit of money.
Delta ran in, dropped some coins in front of Amber, along with Leo, who also gave Amber her winnings, and the two ran back out, knocking the twins over in the process.
"I guess we all learned two things today." Snotlout said.
"And that's?" Hiccup asked.
"Dinosaurs can bet, and macarons are delicious." he concluded, receiving several nods and agreements.
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so yay, I'm still alive.
I'm happy to say that I got fairly good marks on my Semester 1 courses, with an A in PE, English, math and band. I don't know about socials, but I'm hoping for at least a B.
I wrote about macarons because I love to eat them, even though they're expensive and really sweet.
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Also, I drew this sketch of Amber as a Deathwing hybrid, with changewing horns, deathsong wings and an outfit inspired by the traits of both dragons.
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what do you guys think?
Yes, she's barefoot because I really liked Dinofeatherss's OC Lizz's Light Fury outfit design, so her leggings/boots/leg warmers are inspired by that.
The flame is supposed to resemble a changewing claw, though I think it just looks like a hand........
originally, she was supposed to be carrying this staff, but I scrapped the idea, since it would be covered by the dress and wings......
To be honest, I would totally wear this outfit. I think it looks awesome, (in my opinion) and is what I think Amber would wear if she was in her hybrid form.
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so that's all for today.
next chapter will have the person that everyone hates in it
he will----------
no spoilers, though you can try and guess what happens.
Have a nice day, and I'll see you hybrids in the next chapter!
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