Elemental brothers oneshot story

The great carrot war

Taufan was sweating.

Not because of danger, not because of the heat, but because of a certain baby in front of him.

Taufan stared at Blaze like he was facing the final boss, Blaze stared back from his baby chair, round cheeks slightly puffed, eyes shining with dangerous mischief.

The spoon in Taufan's hand trembled, not from fear, but from anticipation.

"Okay" Taufan muttered under his breath, as if preparing for a battle.

He scooped up a small portion of mashed carrot, lifted it carefully like it was some sacred offering.

"Blaze… say aaah~" Taufan sang, far too dramatically for a normal feeding session.

Little Blaze blinked at him, then smiled, wide, bright, and playful. The kind of smile that meant let's make this interesting.

"Ah!" Blaze bounced excitedly in his seat, tiny feet kicking as he slapped the tray with enthusiasm.

"Yes ah! That's right! Ah means eat!" Taufan beamed, hope rising in his chest as he watch Blaze opened his mouth, Taufan slowly leaned in with the food.

But before it could enter his mouth, Blaze grabbed the spoon with the speed of light, waved it around like a victory flag as carrots immediately flew everywhere.

"No! Not the food!" Taufan yelped as orange mash decorated the floor.

Blaze squealed in delight.

Carrot splattered across the tray, a tiny blob landed on Taufan's cheek. Blaze blinked at it, then laughed like he had just discovered comedy for the first time.

"That is not funny!" Taufan protested, wiping his face with the corner of his sleeve.

Blaze slapped the tray again, more carrot launched, Taufan froze.

Oh this is war.

He leaned closer, lowering his voice like a negotiator in a high stake meeting.

"Blaze" he whispered seriously.

"Listen, we can talk about this" Blaze responded by trying to eat the spoon instead.

"Blaze no! Eat the carrot, not the spoon!" The little troublemaker stopped, blinked once, then opened his mouth wide. Taufan gasped, immediately holding another spoon and aiming at his mouth.

"Yes! That's it-" Blaze turned his head at the last second.

The spoon met air.

Taufan stared at the empty space where victory should have been, and from the living room, a soft chuckle floated over.

Taufan slowly turned.

From the couch, Gempa sat comfortably with baby Thorn on his lap. The little munchkin was happily chewing on a colorful teething ring, drool shining on his chin.

An angel.

Unlike the demon who are currently armed with carrots, Gempa tilted his head, clearly entertained.

"Need help?" Taufan narrowed his eyes.

"No" Blaze chose that exact moment to grab a handful of carrot mash with his bare hands.

Gempa watched as the little fireball proudly lifted his orange covered fist.

"Blaze" Taufan said carefully.

"Don't you-"

Too late, Blaze already flung it, direct hit right on Taufan's forehead.

Silence.