Baking

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As Hana mixed the ingredients together, Wizey announced, "Alpha User is arriving..." Hana sighs as she carefully poured the ingredients in the cookie sheet.

"Hana?" Tina called out.

Hana straightened up and shut the stove close, "Totally Fucked!"

"Whoa!" Robert shocked, "No need for that kind of language."

Hana looks up and took off and earphone, "Sorry, what?"

Robert chuckles, "You're baking..."

"You okay?" Tina asked.

"I'm..." Hana sighs, "baking..."

"I can see that." Tina gestures to the stack of cookies on the counter, "My question is are you okay?"

"Did you know that baking and shopping are the best copping mechanism one can have?" Hana asked.

"Yes... because that's also how your mother deals with things." Robert explains, "So how many have you baked so far?"

Hana looks up, "Eight..."

"That's not too bad..." Tina nodded, "After you left, I baked over a hundred cookies..."

"hundred..." Hana continues, "thousand."

"What?!" Robert's eyes widened.

"800,000 batches of cookies." Hana sighs.

"I don't think even Santa Clause eats that much cookies on Christmas Eve..." Tina jokes.

"I don't get why 'Dad jokes' get so much hate when 'Mom jokes' are just as bad or even worse..." Hana smirks.

Tina grabbed a handful of flour and playfully threw it at her daughter's face.

Hana coughs, "Wow! Do you know how many kids are starving in the world? And here you are wasting flour..."

As Hana walked away, Tina turned to face her husband. "Did our daughter gave me the 'starving kids' speech?"

Robert chuckles, "She is your daughter."

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