☾ hope mikaelson | legacies

[theloophole]

	✔ Cʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀs/AU ✔ Aᴄᴛɪᴏɴsᴘᴀᴍ ✔ Pʀᴏsᴇ	✔ Pɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs ✔ Oᴛʜᴇʀᴡᴏʀᴅʟʏ ✔ Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀs	♥ F/M, F/F ⏰ Uᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ

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[predispositions]

"Stirring helps with it not burning, right?"

It seems simple enough....but patience is not always Lizzie's strong point, so it's anyone's guess how it'll actually go.

[theloophole]

She nods. "And it'll help you be able to tell when everything's melted. If it seems like it's mostly melted, take it off the heat and just stir to keep it smooth."

[predispositions]

"Seems simple enough."

And yet, she does get distracted, and almost burns the chocolate, only getting it off the burner just in time, stirring frantically, trying to smooth it out.

[theloophole]

Hope's nose twitches when she smells the chocolate getting close, but by the time she turns around Lizzie's already taken care of it. She raises an eyebrow, before smirking slightly.

"You okay?"

[predispositions]

Lizzie is a little huffy and worked up but she takes a deep breath before nodding.

"Totally. Everything is totally going as planned."

[theloophole]

"Okay. I'm almost ready for that, let me just finish mixing a few more things."

She turns back to the mixer and finishes whipping the ingredients together, before looking back at Lizzie.

"Unless you want to switch jobs?"

[predispositions]

"Maybe switching is a good idea."

She seems to be botching this part up, and it seems important.

[theloophole]

Hope nods, before going to reach for the spoon from Lizzie, before nodding her towards the mixer sitting on the counter. "All you have to do is mix. Keep going until it looks super smooth."

[predispositions]

"I think that I can manage." She makes her way to the mixer, looking at it for a moment. And then she turns it on....but way too high so some of the batter ends up spraying on her face and in her hair.

[theloophole]

Hope can't help it. She laughs. She doubles over and turns away, so that she's not laughing directly in Lizzie's face, but that doesn't change the fact that the other witch can probably still hear her.

"I'm sorry," she manages to gasp as she recovers. "I'm sorry but your face was priceless."