Family Among Us

Part 12- CAKE

The kitchen buzzed with excitement as Y/N rolled up her sleeves and prepared for a grand baking adventure with her tiny crew of colorful crewmates and the ever-watchful Black. The sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on the counter, which was now strewn with ingredients, mixing bowls, measuring cups, and utensils of every size.

"Alright, team," Y/N said, clapping her hands together with a smile. "Today, we're going to bake a cake!"

A chorus of cheers erupted from the crewmates, their high-pitched voices filling the room. "Poyo! Poyo (CAKE CAKE)!" chirped Yellow, bouncing up and down with barely contained energy. Blue, always the strategist, stood with his tiny arms crossed, eyeing the flour suspiciously.

Black, perched on a stack of napkins, looked up at Y/N and smirked. "We'll see if this chaos can actually produce something edible," he muttered, his eyes glinting with mischief.

Red stepped forward with a determined look. "Bweee... poyo bwak (Sure we can)!" he said, puffing out his chest as if to declare that he'd be leading this operation.

"Alright, first things first," Y/N began, pulling out the recipe. "We need flour, sugar, eggs, milk, and butter." She pointed to each ingredient in turn, and the crewmates scrambled to their positions.

Green was the first to leap out forward, diving into the bag of flour with a triumphant shout of "Pwee (WHEEE)!" A cloud of white powder exploded into the air, covering everyone in a fine layer of flour.

"Green!" Y/N giggled, brushing flour off her nose. "Be careful!"

Black snickered, only to get a face full of flour himself when Red swiped at him playfully. "Hmph," Black grumbled, but a small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Blue, ever the meticulous one, carefully measured out the sugar with a level of precision that made Y/N nod approvingly. "Perfect, Blue!" she praised. Blue's visor seemed to shine a little brighter at the compliment.

"Bweeeeee poyo (come on..)," muttered Purple, who was trying to crack an egg. He hit it against the side of the bowl, but instead of cracking neatly, it splattered all over his suit.

"Pffft... poyo bwak (Hahah Red you made a mess)!" laughed Yellow, pointing at Red's messy predicament.

"No fighting, guys," Y/N said, her voice gentle but firm. She handed Red a small towel. "Let's try again."

The little crewmates nodded and set back to work with renewed focus. The kitchen became a scene of bustling chaos: Green attempting to mix the flour but accidentally knocking over the milk carton, which Blue swiftly caught, and Yellow dipping his fingers into the sugar bowl, only to be scolded by Red.

"Poyo! Bwak (Yellow don't do that)!" Red reprimanded, wagging a tiny finger at Yellow.

Meanwhile, Black had taken it upon himself to butter the cake pan, moving with a surprising amount of care. He shot Y/N a glance and said, "I don't see why this is so hard for them," but there was a teasing note in his voice.

"You're doing great, Black," Y/N said with a smile, giving him a gentle pat on his head. His visor flickered, and for a moment, he stood a little taller.

With the ingredients finally combined, Y/N handed the mixing bowl to Blue and Red. "Okay, time to mix!" she announced.

"Poyo pwee!" Blue shouted as he and Red jumped onto the spoon, using their combined weight to stir the batter. It was slow going, and Yellow couldn't resist joining in, which only led to him getting stuck halfway in the batter.

"Yellow, no!" Y/N exclaimed, trying to pull him out as he wiggled and chirped in protest.

Black couldn't help but chuckle. "This is going exactly as I expected."

Finally, after much effort (and a few more flour explosions), the batter was ready. Y/N poured it into the pan and slid it into the oven, setting the timer.

"Now we wait," she said, wiping her brow. The crewmates looked at each other, their little suits covered in flour, sugar, and bits of batter. They broke out into giggles, the sound filling the kitchen with joy.

"Bwak poyo bwak(seems like you're having fun huh, black)," Red said, slapping Black on the back playfully.

"Watch it," Black muttered, though the corners of his mouth turned up into a smirk.

As the cake baked, Y/N set out to clean the kitchen, enlisting the help of the crewmates. Red and Blue teamed up to wipe down the counter, while Yellow and Green swept the floor. Red, now clean, took charge of organizing the utensils.

"Teamwork makes the dream work," Y/N said, watching them with pride.

The timer beeped, and everyone jumped. "It's ready!" Y/N announced. She carefully removed the golden-brown cake from the oven, placing it on the counter to cool. The crewmates gathered around, eyes wide with anticipation.

"Bwak... poyo bwak (WE DID IT)!" Red cheered, punching the air.

"Looks like we did it," Black said softly, glancing at Y/N with an almost fond expression.

"We sure did," she said, giving each of them a tiny head pat. "And we couldn't have done it without everyone's help."

"Poyo (YAY)!" the crewmates shouted in unison, lifting their tiny arms in victory.

As Y/N began to cut the cake into tiny slices for her helpers, she couldn't help but laugh. The kitchen was a mess, the crewmates were covered in ingredients, and Black was pretending to be annoyed—but at that moment, surrounded by her tiny, chaotic friends, she felt happier than ever.