Drabble: Sweet Devastation

Syrup and cream coated every exposed surface. Chunks of fruit and sponges were splattered everywhere, including underneath the overhead cupboards thanks to the sticky coating.

If this was the kitchen, she would just be annoyed, but this was her study. Who knew how many documents and letters were hiding under all that sweetness.

“What happened here?” she cried out.

Her foster son rushed over, only to stop a few steps behind her.

“Sorry. It’s my fault,” said the lanky teen. He held a bucket in one hand. “I was going to clean it before you came back.”

“What were you doing?”

“Making a cake.”

“In my study?”

“… Yes?”

They watched each other for a long time. Her baffled, him uneasy. Finally, she said, “We’ll clean what we can.”

She reached for the rag in the bucket, but he pulled back.

“I can do it myself. Why don’t you take a break upstairs?”

“You sure?”

“Very.”

“Ok.”

She headed upstairs. Better rest now before she dealt with her devastated study.

Something exploded downstairs. She rushed back down.

“What happened?”

“Nothing. Everything’s fine. Go back and rest.”

She hesitated at the foot of the stairs. Check on her foster son or trust he had everything under control?

She turned around and headed back up the stairs.

~End~


Find out what happened in Count to ten, try again.

Genre: slice of life, family, mystery

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Posted on January 25, 2017, in Random and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Wow! Making a sponge cake in the study … intrigued! 🙂

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