#and yes he definitely did make the mistake of trying vanilla extract and cocoa powder after being told he wouldn't like them raw

[00fairylights00]

*clears throat* HIGH HUMANITY P FINALLY BEING ABLE TO EAT AND SHARING ALL KINDS OF WONDERFUL TREATS WITH HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh my god Bloodbrown you are reading my mind ahhhh!!

I bet he would love baking so much, and he takes it so seriously when you tell him the best kind of treats are the ones made with love! I actually have a plot bunny about teaching P how to bake and cook floating around in my notes that I’m excited to get some time to work on.

Okay okay!

The growl of a stomach and the pang of hunger had initially concerned P, who tugged on your sleeve urgently. As you turned to face him his stomach rumbled again, you laughed at his mounting concern and explained that it sounded like he was hungry.

“You know, like how when I wake up I always have something to eat? Like that.” You soothed, the worry lines in his brow settling. 

This was something normal, something human. 

He was now very excited about the prospect of a new human thing he’d be able to try, and eating was something he’d been longing to do, watching you eat tended to be awkward and everything you made looked so appetising.

“I think I have something in the pantry you’ll really like.” You beamed, dragging him into the hotel’s kitchen.

You swung open the pantry doors and rummaged a bit, P looked over your shoulder curiously. The pantry wasn’t filled to the brim but what was in there he wasn’t familiar with at all, tins, cartons and baskets full of food and ingredients he didn’t know the name of.

“Ah hah!” You cheered, pulling a white, metal box from the pantry. “I promise you’ll love these!”

You popped off the lid and inside where multiple yellow discs with brown pieces scattered throughout them, he tilted his head and you waved the box in front of him,

“Try one! They’re homemade.” You coaxed, not that he would take much convincing when it came to you.

“Home… made?” He took a disc, the paper surrounding them crinkling, you also took one for yourself before placing the box on the countertop beside you. 

“It means it was made in the home, I made these ones myself. Some people believe the best kind of food is made with love, which you get plenty of in homemade cooking!” You explained, his eyes widened owlishly, throughly impressed once again by your abilities and your knowledge. You’d said before that they weren’t exactly difficult skills to pick up but he didn’t know how to make a… wait what is this thing?

“What… is it?” He questioned, turning the disc over in his hands. 

“It’s a chocolate chip cookie.” It was solid in his hand but the surface had a bounce to it, he brought it up to his mouth and was even more eager to try it now that he could smell it. 

You watched his reaction closely as he bit into the treat, any hesitance was quickly replaced with pure joy as he rushed to finish the rest of the cookie. 

“You like it?” You asked, and you got an enthusiastic nod in response, a giggle bubbling up from P’s throat boyishly. “Would you like another?”

“Yes!” He beamed, you held the box back out to him and he took another cookie for himself but stopped short when he noticed that you hadn’t done the same.

He frowned, looked at the cookie and then back at you before splitting the treat down the middle and offering one half to you. “Love should… be shared.”

You couldn’t agree more.

#hey it’s bloodbrown #fairy is answering #lies of p #lies of p x reader #pinocchio x reader #added the read more cause I got a little carried away whoops #he would love chocolate so so much I just know it #trying out a thing with P's dialogue - probably something that would work better with low humanity rather than high humanity #but i think him struggling to string his sentences together because he's not used to speaking so much is kind of sweet #makes him even softer spoken in my mind #also also on the note of the baking/cooking plot bunny #P is totally an eats all the ingredients guy #and yes he definitely did make the mistake of trying vanilla extract and cocoa powder after being told he wouldn't like them raw #also he makes a mess of everything but we love him for it #🦋 let your conscience be your guide #nov 2023

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2 AM - Max Kepler

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Your eyes slowly blinked as you woke up due to the sound of clamoring of pots and pans in the kitchen. Looking over at the clock, you found that it was 2 in the morning. You had a feeling Max was up getting a snack, and so you weren’t surprised when you found his side of the bed empty. Letting out a sigh, you got up from the bed and over to the kitchen. And just like you had suspected, Max was in the kitchen looking in the fridge.

“Max” You began with a whisper but he didn’t hear you “Max. Max!”

After you said his name the third time, he finally heard you and jumped a little in surprise. “What are you doing up?” 

“I could be asking you the same thing” You replied “But I’m up cause I heard a commotion in here and I wanted to make sure you were okay. Now, why are you up?”

“I-I wanted some cake…” He whispered

“You wanted cake… at two in the morning…?” You asked and he nodded “Why?”

He shrugged, “I don’t know, I just got a craving for some cake”

Letting out a sigh, you spoke, “I assume you want me to help with this since you can’t bake to save your life. And I know for a fact I won’t be able to fall back asleep with you clanking in the kitchen, so I might as well.”

“You’re the best,” He said with a cheesy smile and opened his arms for a hug

“Yeah, yeah, I know” You replied and then accepted his hug

Once you two pulled apart, you went over to the drawer and pulled out your recipe book. There, you skimmed through the pages that were bookmarked until you found the recipe for regular old chocolate cake, which was one of Max’s favorites.

“Wait, wait, wait, you get all of your cake recipes from a book??” Max asked when he noticed the book in your hands.

“Uh yeah, where else would I get them from?”

“I thought you made them up in your head or something” He admitted

You let out a stifled laugh “I wish I was that talented. But no, I need a recipe to follow,”

“Wow. Okay. So, let’s get baking?”

“So first off, do we have all of the ingredients?” You asked

“I have no clue. What do we even need for it?”

“Go to the fridge and check to see if we have butter, eggs, and buttermilk.” You told him and he gave you a weird look “What?”

“Buttermilk?” He questioned

“Yeah, buttermilk. It’s part of the recipe”

“Why can’t we just use regular milk?”

“Because buttermilk makes the cake taste so much better,” You said as if it was obvious

“Alright, if you say so” Max mumbled

While he was looking for those three items, you decided to look for the rest. Going over to the cabinet with all of the baking supplies, you easily found the baking soda, baking powder, sugar, flour, salt, vegetable oil, and vanilla extract. However, you couldn’t find the cocoa powder for the life of you.

“He babe?” You began “Have you seen the cocoa powder anywhere?”

“Cocoa powder? Like the stuff we make hot cocoa out of?”

“No… that’s hot chocolate mix. I’m talking about actual unsweetened cocoa powder.”

“Oh, that would be why my chocolate milk tasted horrible…” Max mumbled

“Did you seriously mistake unsweetened cocoa powder with hot chocolate mix?!”

“Maybe…” He admitted

“You’re ridiculous, but I still love you”

When you got to the cabinet that had the regular hot chocolate mix. There, you found the cocoa powder.

“Did you find everything?” You asked Max as he closed the refrigerator door.”

“Yep. Does that mean we can start baking?” He questioned

“Yes, it does. Just get two large bowls and we’ll be set.” You told him. Once he did as you asked, you told him what to start mixing. “Okay so I need you to measure and mix the flour, salt, sugar, cocoa, baking soda, and baking powder in one of the large bowls”

He nodded and went to work as you measured and mixed the buttermilk, water, eggs, oil, and vanilla. In the middle of you mixing, you couldn’t help but to look over and see how Max was doing. He seemed to be fine, as he mixed all of the dry ingredients together. However, there was a devilish smirk on his face that made you a bit uneasy. But you turned back to your mixing, deciding not to question him.

But of course, knowing Max, you definitely should’ve questioned him.

Moments after you turned your back to him, you felt something land on your back. Turning around, you noticed nothing was on the ground, and so you looked up at Max. As soon as you did so, your heart picked up its pace. Not because you saw your boyfriend, but because your boyfriend had a pile of flour in his hands.

“Don’t you da-” you began but got cut off by the taste of flour in your mouth. You began to cough, but once you recovered and wiped some of the flour from your face, you smirked “Oh you are so gonna pay”

Grabbing a cup from the cabinet, you filled it partially with water and then grabbed a handful of flour. Max had his eyebrows furrowed as you walked towards him. He was clearly confused about what you were going to do.

Without saying a word, you tossed the water on him, and then followed with the four, causing him to be covered in it. Max looked down at his chest and tried to wipe the stuff off of him, but since the water was there, it was stuck to him.

“Oh come on. Why would you do that?” He whined

“Hey, you started it.”

“But I didn’t douse you in water!”

“All is fair in love and war” You shrugged

Max didn’t say anything. Instead, he simply stepped towards you, which caused you to take a step back. He took a step forward again. Yet again, you took a step back. He had you up against the wall, close to covering you in flour. However, you found a hole and managed to slip by.

Darting out of the kitchen, you ran down the hall and into the family room. Max followed, still covered in the flour and water combination. You weaved around the coffee table, couch, and spare chairs before finally turning the corner. Cursing under your breath, you realized you were back in the kitchen due to the fact you lived in an apartment and everything was closely connected.

Looking behind you, you saw Max slowly creeping up to you. Just like he had before, he backed up into the wall. However, instead of it being just a wall, you were up against the corner counter. Scanning the area around you, it was clear that you didn’t have any hole to sneak away from him. So, you felt around the counter as he stalked towards you, and you felt an egg. You grabbed it but kept it behind your back so he couldn’t see.

“Come here you little nugget” He said as he wrapped his arms around you

Somehow, you were able to wiggle one of your arms free from his hug and smash the egg on his head. This instantly caused him to let go of you and try to get the egg off. However, this led to some of the egg being flung onto you.

“Okay, okay, okay” You began “That’s enough. We have some baking to do”

He let out a sad sigh but agreed nonetheless. “Yeah, let's get baking.”

You turned around and went back to mixing the contents that was in your bowl. Once you got it to the proper consistency, you asked Max to hand over his bowl, and luckily he did so without making even more of a mess.

Both of you were silent as you mixed the dry ingredients with the wet ones. However, as you mixed, you felt Max’s arms wrap around your waist.

“What are you doing?” You asked as you looked up at him

“Just watching you” He replied

You turned your attention back to your mixing. Once you had finished, you had to disperse the batter between the three pans. There was just one problem. Max was still holding you.

“Babe, I need to pour the batter into the pans” You whispered

“Then go ahead” He whispered right back

“No, I need to you get off of me so I can do it.” You explained, which caused him to let out a soft whine. “Come on. The sooner you do this, the sooner we can eat this cake”

“Fine” He sighed and let go of you.

You made your way over to where the pans were and dispersed the batter evenly among them. Once you were done with that, you put the pans in the oven and began to make the icing.

“Hey Max?” You asked, but got silence in response “Max?” Turning around to see where your boyfriend had gone, and you found he was behind you, leaning against the wall. “Are you alright?”

“Wha- yeah, I’m fine. Just a little tired that’s all” He said as he let out a yawn

“If you’re tired then go to bed,” You began but he cut you off

“No, I got you up, I don’t want to leave you up alone.” He told you

“Alright, fine.” You sighed “But if you get anymore tired and you want to go to bed, go. I’m not gonna keep you up. However since you are staying up, can you help me make the icing?”

“Yeah, of course” He said and then walked right up to you.

“Okay, so, I need you to mix the butter and cream cheese until it’s nice and fluffy” You told him and he just stared at you. “What?”

“Sor-sorry, you’re just gorgeous,” He said

You felt the blood rush to your cheeks as he took a step towards you. Max leaned down and planted a kiss on your forehead, however, seconds after, he started to cough.

“Wha- are you okay?” You asked as you both took a step back from each other

After a few moments of coughing, he finally gathered himself and spoke “Yeah, I’m uh fine. I just kinda forgot you had flour on your forehead and somehow accidentally inhaled it.”

You couldn’t help to let out a little laugh. “Only you would do that”

“Oh shut up,” But c’ mon let’s make the icing.”

Just like he said, the two of you spent no time in making the icing for the cake. By the time the icing was finished, the cake was ready to be out of the oven. So, you took all three of the pans out and put them on the stove to cool.

“Oh my god that smells amazing,” Max said as he walked over to the stove

“Step away from the stove. The cake isn’t ready to eat yet” You told him, staring him down as you did so.

Fortunately, he got the message and backed away from the stove. However, it was clear that he wanted the cakes since he would keep looking at them every few moments.

Once the cake was done cooling, you transferred the first one to a plate and began icing it. Without warning, you felt Max wrap his arms around you again and let out a hum of satisfaction. Somehow, you managed to ice the cake with him on you.

“Alright babe, the cake is ready,” You said and you instantly felt Max get off of you. Rolling your eyes, you moved the cake to the table where Max sat. You began to cut a slice for Max, but as soon as you put the slice on his plate, you pushed his face into the cake.

“Y/N!” He groaned as he lifted his head to see you in a fit of laughter. “Oh you’re so gonna get it”

You were too busy laughing to even register what he had said. Once you recovered, you saw Max inches away from you, and out of nowhere, he kissed you, causing the cake to get on your face as well.

Licking the cake off of your lips, you let out a happy hum “Yeah, I deserved that. But, this shit’s pretty good”

Both you and Max spent the rest of the night devouring the cake before you finally drifted off to sleep in his arms.

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