It really was way too big on him, but luckily the heavy work of the baking prep was done and it didn't really matter if the sleeves were too long and he had to roll them up to get them out of the way. Tal tiptoed over to the fire to hang his wet things up and then joined Delia at the stove, rolling the sleeves up a little higher - just in case.
He'd been expecting cinnamon and sugar, but his eyes lit up at the sight of the jam swirled into the roll instead. Obedient at first, he took the sliced pieces and set them into the pan with a finicky exactness to get the same distance between each one.
But all the while he was waiting for a moment when her back was turned so he could swipe a finger through the strawberry bowl and steal a taste, grinning as he managed the small victory with his dexterous speed.
Then it was just a matter of sliding the tray into oven and waiting for treats to bake and clothes to dry, chatting amiably and trading town gossip until the Festival's goodies were ready to go!
~Fin~
He'd been expecting cinnamon and sugar, but his eyes lit up at the sight of the jam swirled into the roll instead. Obedient at first, he took the sliced pieces and set them into the pan with a finicky exactness to get the same distance between each one.
But all the while he was waiting for a moment when her back was turned so he could swipe a finger through the strawberry bowl and steal a taste, grinning as he managed the small victory with his dexterous speed.
Then it was just a matter of sliding the tray into oven and waiting for treats to bake and clothes to dry, chatting amiably and trading town gossip until the Festival's goodies were ready to go!
~Fin~
