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"Nolan’s Birthday Crash"
Three hours later…
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The smoke detector is letting out a series of beeps with its light blinking red. Thick smoke is trailing all around the kitchen, curling into the hallway.
Reid’s footsteps thunder as he rushes down the smoggy hallway.
“The house is on fire, the house is on fire!!!” He bursts into the dining room.
Kale waves his hands in front of him, fanning the smoke away, as he stumbles into the foggy dining room. “NOLAN! WHAT IS GOING ON?!”
Nolan is in the kitchen, batting the smoke away with his mitten-covered hands as he makes his way to the top oven. He feels the oven’s handles and lifts the door down.
Instantly, a pummel of smoke pours out from the opening, contributing to the impenetrable atmosphere. He sticks his hands into the billow of smoke and pulls them back out, now holding a tray with streaming smoke.
Nolan coughs with narrowed eyes as he shuffles to the countertop with the smoldering tray. He drops the tray onto the surface with a clank! and hacks some more while waving the thick smoke away.
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“I'm turning the smoke detector off!” he hears Kale shout from the other side of the room.
Nolan continues swishing his hands over the tray, dissolving the smoke. He coughs some more with a grimace.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE—!
Nolan then frisks to the window to his right and pulls it open, letting air circulate through the thick-aired room.
The smoke begins to settle down, diminishing in its thickness and existence.
Reid is now seen lying on the floor on his stomach, breathing heavily. “I CAN BREATHE!”
Nolan steps back to his tray and peers down to see the result of his cake.
Staring back at him is a big block of black stone.
Horror gradually appears on his face.
“What were all the smoke effects for, Doctor Pat?” he hears Reid ask as he approaches him.
Nolan continues staring at his burnt cake, completely speechless.
Reid walks next to him, halting beside him. He peers down at the cake with his arched eyebrows raised. “Wow, I didn't know your diet called for you to cook a rock.”
Nolan whirls to him with a sharp look. “Shut it, shmooker.”
Kale saunters toward them with a sympathetic expression. “What's going on?” He halts on the others side of the countertop and stares at the blackened rectangle. “Oh…” He slowly lifts his eyes up at the baker. “Well…”
“Don't sugarcoat it. I know.” Nolan snatches his mittens from his hands and thrusts them on the surface. “I'm a terrible baker! I can't even work an oven properly!”
“You can have a cupcake!” Reid pipes in with a grin.
Nolan gapes at him with an unamused expression. “They're made out of the same thing, wise guy.”
“I saw this post where you can make a cake out of a watermelon,” Kale suggests with a shrug.
“That’s not a cake.” Nolan rolls eyes with a huff. “I guess I'll just be cake-deprived.” He proceeds to meander around the countertop and out of the kitchen.
Reid follows him with his eyes, watching him turn into the hallway to the right, disappearing from sight. “What did you have for your previous birthdays?!”
“Nothing!” he hears Nolan shouting back. “This is my golden birthday—I HAVE to have cake!”
Reid turns to Kale with understanding. “Ohhh…”
Kale has a frown with depressed eyes on the granite surface of the countertop. “It is his golden birthday; it only comes once in a lifetime. I feel so bad.” He lifts his eyes up at his friend. “Maybe WE can bake a cake?”
Reid shrugs. “I don't even know the physical difference between salt and sugar!”
Kale promptly lifts two canisters in his hands, one canister label displaying SUGAR and the other label canister label displaying SALT.
He stares blankly at the canisters “Oh.” He flicks his eyes up at his friend. “Do you know the difference between a tablespoon and teaspoon?”
Kale plunks the canisters back on the countertop. “We'll figure something out.” He gazes at him with determination. “We've got to do this for him.”
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
The smoke detector is letting out a series of beeps with its light blinking red. Thick smoke is trailing all around the kitchen, curling into the hallway.
Reid’s footsteps thunder as he rushes down the smoggy hallway.
“The house is on fire, the house is on fire!!!” He bursts into the dining room.
Kale waves his hands in front of him, fanning the smoke away, as he stumbles into the foggy dining room. “NOLAN! WHAT IS GOING ON?!”
Nolan is in the kitchen, batting the smoke away with his mitten-covered hands as he makes his way to the top oven. He feels the oven’s handles and lifts the door down.
Instantly, a pummel of smoke pours out from the opening, contributing to the impenetrable atmosphere. He sticks his hands into the billow of smoke and pulls them back out, now holding a tray with streaming smoke.
Nolan coughs with narrowed eyes as he shuffles to the countertop with the smoldering tray. He drops the tray onto the surface with a clank! and hacks some more while waving the thick smoke away.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
“I'm turning the smoke detector off!” he hears Kale shout from the other side of the room.
Nolan continues swishing his hands over the tray, dissolving the smoke. He coughs some more with a grimace.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE—!
Nolan then frisks to the window to his right and pulls it open, letting air circulate through the thick-aired room.
The smoke begins to settle down, diminishing in its thickness and existence.
Reid is now seen lying on the floor on his stomach, breathing heavily. “I CAN BREATHE!”
Nolan steps back to his tray and peers down to see the result of his cake.
Staring back at him is a big block of black stone.
Horror gradually appears on his face.
“What were all the smoke effects for, Doctor Pat?” he hears Reid ask as he approaches him.
Nolan continues staring at his burnt cake, completely speechless.
Reid walks next to him, halting beside him. He peers down at the cake with his arched eyebrows raised. “Wow, I didn't know your diet called for you to cook a rock.”
Nolan whirls to him with a sharp look. “Shut it, shmooker.”
Kale saunters toward them with a sympathetic expression. “What's going on?” He halts on the others side of the countertop and stares at the blackened rectangle. “Oh…” He slowly lifts his eyes up at the baker. “Well…”
“Don't sugarcoat it. I know.” Nolan snatches his mittens from his hands and thrusts them on the surface. “I'm a terrible baker! I can't even work an oven properly!”
“You can have a cupcake!” Reid pipes in with a grin.
Nolan gapes at him with an unamused expression. “They're made out of the same thing, wise guy.”
“I saw this post where you can make a cake out of a watermelon,” Kale suggests with a shrug.
“That’s not a cake.” Nolan rolls eyes with a huff. “I guess I'll just be cake-deprived.” He proceeds to meander around the countertop and out of the kitchen.
Reid follows him with his eyes, watching him turn into the hallway to the right, disappearing from sight. “What did you have for your previous birthdays?!”
“Nothing!” he hears Nolan shouting back. “This is my golden birthday—I HAVE to have cake!”
Reid turns to Kale with understanding. “Ohhh…”
Kale has a frown with depressed eyes on the granite surface of the countertop. “It is his golden birthday; it only comes once in a lifetime. I feel so bad.” He lifts his eyes up at his friend. “Maybe WE can bake a cake?”
Reid shrugs. “I don't even know the physical difference between salt and sugar!”
Kale promptly lifts two canisters in his hands, one canister label displaying SUGAR and the other label canister label displaying SALT.
He stares blankly at the canisters “Oh.” He flicks his eyes up at his friend. “Do you know the difference between a tablespoon and teaspoon?”
Kale plunks the canisters back on the countertop. “We'll figure something out.” He gazes at him with determination. “We've got to do this for him.”
Notes
E.9 "Nolan's Birthday Crash"
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