Sonny’s dorm / Sonny
During her prep stage, Sonny had commented on her apron. Autumn smiled softly, “Thanks, my dad got it for me. I like yours too! I like how the whole colors thing works for you.” She grabbed an apple and rinsed it off with the lukewarm, crystal clear water that flowed from the sink; Autumn then peeled and cored it, She repeated the process with two more apples when Sonny complimented her once more. Autumn blushed, her cheeks turning apple red. “Me, a professional baker? No way! I mean, I want to be but I’m nowhere close to being that good.” Sonny then followed up with an offer to do it all, saying she didn’t want Autumn to have to do all the work. “It’s not work, I enjoy doing it. I don’t understand why people say it’s work or why I should take a break after making Thanksgiving dinner. Or like when I was younger and out gathering the harvest with my father, people would tell him to stop working me too hard. I guess I just don’t get it…” She shrugged with the last sentence. Autumn then did a few more and made sure to leave plenty for Sonny to do as they had expressed interest in helping.
When the apples were peeled, cored, and sliced, Autumn placed them into a large bowl and added the white sugar, brown sugar, flour, cinnamon, and a pinch of salt to the apples and stirred them with a spoon to make sure the apples were coated well. She then placed half into the pan, making sure to leave half for Sonny to do, and made sure they were toward the center. She then put the top of the crust onto the pan. “I like to add little details to my pies, so I really hope you don’t mind.” Autumn then made little hearts out of the leftover scraps of dough and placed them on the top. With a final light sprinkling of cinnamon and sugar, on the top the pie was ready to be put into the oven. Autumn then placed it into the oven and set the timer. “So, what shall we do in the meantime?” Autumn asked curious to see what some of Sonny’s favorite things to do were.
@ethereal ~ Sonny