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Christmas - 2 - Gingerbread

What if the reindeer games that Rudolph couldn't play were the reindeer olympics?

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Horror had been in our family for over half a year at this point, and his presence was enjoyed by both Killer and I; Flapjack enjoyed his presence, too. Killer was happy to have a playmate, and with Christmas around the corner, he was excited to have someone to share in activities with. Speaking of activities, my boys and I were stationed in the kitchen today, and we were going to engage in a bit of Christmas baking! I..wasn't the best baker, but my boys wanted to create a gingerbread house with gingerbread monsters to live inside it, and..well, who was I to deprive them of the experience? In the worst-case scenario, the gingerbread monsters could live in a cave! It had actually taken a while to figure out how to make gingerbread, but when we had collected the ingredients, we stood in the kitchen, intent on making the best gingerbread home we possibly could.

"Flour!" Horror cheered, clapping his flour-coated hands.

This would also be messy. Very messy.

"The flour goes into the bowl, Horror.." I reminded.

"Right!" Horror poured..the entire bag of flour..into the bowl.

"Only..some of it."

"Whoops." Horror chuckled nervously.

"It's fine..I'll clean up when we're done."

"Can we just put it back?" Killer hoped.

"I wouldn't want to waste it." 

The excess flour (we were lucky that it had been the first ingredient) was returned to the bag, and the rest of the ingredients in the recipe I had found were put into the bowl.

"Can I stir?" Horror hoped.

"Of course." I nodded. "Killer, you can hold the bowl."

"On it!" Killer saluted, before holding the bowl firmly. 

Horror did his best to mix the ingredients together, but he didn't have enough strength to finish the job; that was fine, since my strength was enough to finish what he had started. When our ingredients had been mixed, the time for..shaping began..I believed. I began the process by rolling out the dough, and my boys did a wonderful job in reminding me of every part that they would need for the house and monsters. In the end, we would have enough for our house and for an army of about sixty gingerbread monsters; we might have multiplied the recipe too much, but I was fairly sure we could eat that much gingerbread..probably. 

"Ooh, we can make this one a tree!" Killer used the tree-shaped cookie cutter to create a tree.

"We can put it outside the house to make it like a forest!" Horror smiled. 

"We'll need more than one!"

"Don't forget that we need someone to live in this house of yours." I reminded.

"We won't!" Killer and Horror harmonized.

My sons didn't need any help with the rest of the shaping process; they were skilled in cutting cookies. When they were finished, we placed the gingerbread on some baking sheets and placed them in the oven. We were currently in the lower house, which meant that the oven we were using was larger than a regular one..and there was more than one oven, which meant that we could cook all the gingerbread at the same time. Now, we just had to wait. The recipe said that this would only take fifteen minutes, but for my boys, it was fifteen minutes too much; I decided to summon Flapjack when they resorted to staring at the baking gingerbread, and they played with him to pass the time.