A/N: I have never made a pie.
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Taranza hummed in thought as he looked at the recipe for the pie.
"This will take a while to make." He nodded, turning to Magolor, who was just peering over his shoulder. "Yeah, but hey, we got all the time we want, don't we?" He offered, giving a shrug. Taranza nodded, still looking at the recipe.
"Alright, we already have the apples cut up... Now we just have to work with the crust." The Floralian chewed his lower lip absentmindedly, as Magolor began to open a bag of flour lying nearby and started to work on the crust, Taranza coming back after his little zone-out to assist his Halcandran friend
It was done sooner than they could have realized, with a little conversation here and there. "Are you sure that's how it's supposed to look?"
"Yes, I'm sure. It will be fine."
They looked at the newly finished crust, before something caught Taranzas eye. "You have something on your nose..." muttered the silver haired Floralian, before he 'booped' his friend, wiping the loose bit of crust from his nose away.
Magolor grinned, blushing lightly. Taranza is too cute! He thought. Wait, what? No, just a friend. He tried to shake it away.
"You could have let me get that myself, you know." Magolor huffed teasingly, Taranza shrugged in response.
"We should put the fillings in, now!" Taranza grinned, holding up a mixing bowl, until suddenly...
BAM! The bowl fell, it's contents spilling everywhere as both Taranza and Magolor found themselves both on the floor, covered in the stuff!
They were both silent for a moment, before the pair broke out in a fit of laughter- it was just so sudden, they couldn't help but laugh!
"Maybe we should save the baking for another day, hm?" Magolor jokingly asked. "Yes, maybe we should." The Floralian said, laughing again as they both got up and reached for a towel.
"Sorry about this, Magolor. How clumsy of me..." Taranza wiped the messied floor, his clothes still messy. "I guess there's even more laundry for us to do now, huh?" He smiled at his friend.
"I guess so! And it's okay, Taranza. It happens to the best of us, yknow?" He offered with a shrug and a reassuring wink.
Magolor looked down at his clothes, a sound of vague disgust escaping the Halcandran as he took off his apron and then his jacket, which seemed to cling to his clothes after they got so wet, exposing his stomach for a moment. Unbeknownst to Magolor, Taranza found himself staring... before quickly moving his head away from Magolor, as not to make the moment any more awkward- not that his Halcandran friend knew it was at all in the first place.
The Floralians voice rising an octave, he squeaked "I'll go uh, put these in the laundry machine, okay?" He said, taking the clothes from Magolor.
After the two both changed into some cleaner clothes, they looked back at the remaining, untouched apples that lay on the counter.
"Well, at least the apples are still good!" Magolor stated before taking a bite out from one of the red fruit, Taranza following and doing the same.
An eventful day... With lots and lots of laundry to be done.
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Hey! Author speaking! I hope this wasn't too odd- I'm not entirely sure how to write these kinds of things, I didnt really have any sort of idea for this chapter.
Big thanks to my friends on Discord for the help. I appreciate it so much, y'all are awesome!
Thanks for reading.
See you next chapter!~
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Why Not- Magoranza Fic
FanfictionA fic about Magolor and Taranza from the Kirby series. After a series of events resulting in Taranza having to leave Floralia, Magolor steps in to help- and their friendship grows into something more along their time together. Magolor is obvious, Ta...
