The Brothers

So, This is a Tutorial On Cooking and What to do With Extra Supplies

I always had that dream like my daddy before me
So I started writing songs, I started writing stories
Something about that glory just always seemed to bore me
'Cause only those I really love will ever really know me

       The two brothers entered the room and saw Michela eating her croissant and drinking her coffee. Michela smirked at the two.

"What would you two do without me?"

Nicholas rolled his eyes at her.

"Whatever, just finish your breakfast and help,"

Michela chuckled and handed the second croissant to Justin.

"Here, it's good,"

Justin smiled.

"Thanks, Michela,"

Michela nodded.

"Okay, so we have to make apple pie, pizza, tacos, and ice cream,"

Nicholas nodded.

"Yep, get cooking!"

Michela rolled her eyes. She looked at all the recipes and saw that they have to start the ice cream first. Michela showed Justin the recipe and he nodded. Michela smiled,

"Okay chef Justin, we need 2 cups of heavy cream, 1 cup of whole milk, 2/3 cups of sugar, 1/8 teaspoon of fine sea salt, and 6 large egg yolks."

Justin nodded. He took out all of the ingredients, Michela smiled, she took out a small bowl. Michela put the heavy cream, milk, sugar, and salt in the bowl and put it on the stove.

"Okay, that's for five minutes...can you get the yolks separated? I suck at that,"

Justin chuckled and nodded.

"Of course Chef Michela,"

Michela smiled brightly at the name. Justin got the yolks separated. The two stood very close to look at the recipe.

"Alrighty...so we just gotta start whisking the yolks and then whisk about a third of the hot cream onto the yolks, then whisk the yolk mixture back into the pot with the cream..."

Justin nodded. Michela started whisking but was struggling a little bit, being used to whisking more solid objects. Justin smiled,

"Let me help you,"

Michela scrunched up her eyebrows, Justin thought she would say no because whenever she does that, she's about to be stubborn and say no. Michela sighed and nodded. Justin smiled. He walked up closer to Michela, both of their heartbeats quickened at the close proximity, and grabbed both of her arms. One of her arms was holding the pot with the other he started using to whisk more consistently. Justin tried to hide his blush and whispered.

"You have to make sure that you whisk it slower and thoroughly,"

Michela blushed and nodded.

"Got it,"

Justin let go of her and stepped back. He looked at the instructions and nodded.

"Alright, we can pour the cream in, do you want me to mix while you pour?"

Michela nodded and they switched spots. They finished that step and put the pot back on the stove on medium-low heat. Justin smiled and turned to Michela.