Exactly what it says in the tin. The election has been/is a train wreck, so I'm writing sports anime fluff to deal. Pairings and theme will be marked in the subject of each reply.
All preparations were done, Eiji thought to himself as he tied on his apron and gave the ends of the bow one last satisfying tug. He was practically dancing in place to the music he had on in the background as he surveyed the kitchen. It was his and Oishi's first Valentine's Day as a couple, and he was determined to give Oishi a fitting gift.
He looked at the recipe one last time, took a deep breath, and turned on the stove. The key was not to rush anything he thought as he poked at the pieces of chocolate in the top of the double boiler; take everything nice and slow, and pay attention to the details.
It was easier said than done though, and he was bouncing back and forth impatiently by the time the chocolate finally started to soften. As soon as the last of it melted, he stuck his thermometer into the pot. He had seen enough cooking shows to know that scorched chocolate could ruin his endeavor faster than just about anything else.
As soon as it hit the correct temperature, he pulled it from the stove and poured it into the waiting molds. He was exceedingly proud of his molds; he had found them in the dollar store several months earlier, and had managed to keep them hidden from Oishi since.
With the first half of his project complete, he melted a little white chocolate, dyed it yellow, and dropped it into little circles on a sheet of wax paper. Before the hardened too much, he used the end of a straw to press the pattern of a tennis ball into their surfaces. Then he set those aside as well.
Even though he knew it would take everything several hours to cool completely, he couldn't stop himself from running back into the kitchen every five minutes to check on them. Once he thought they were ready, he made himself wait an extra hour before holding his breath and turning them out from the mold.
He grinned as the last chocolate released cleanly leaving him with an entire rack of shiny E's and O's. He was still smiling as he melted a small amount of the remaining chocolate and used it to attach a couple of the little tennis balls to the corner of each letter. By the time he finished cleaning up, they were ready, and he arranged them all neatly in a box before tying it with an oversized bow and putting it by the door to bring with him the next day. He couldn't wait to give them to Oishi.
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Eiji/Oishi: Valentine's Day
He looked at the recipe one last time, took a deep breath, and turned on the stove. The key was not to rush anything he thought as he poked at the pieces of chocolate in the top of the double boiler; take everything nice and slow, and pay attention to the details.
It was easier said than done though, and he was bouncing back and forth impatiently by the time the chocolate finally started to soften. As soon as the last of it melted, he stuck his thermometer into the pot. He had seen enough cooking shows to know that scorched chocolate could ruin his endeavor faster than just about anything else.
As soon as it hit the correct temperature, he pulled it from the stove and poured it into the waiting molds. He was exceedingly proud of his molds; he had found them in the dollar store several months earlier, and had managed to keep them hidden from Oishi since.
With the first half of his project complete, he melted a little white chocolate, dyed it yellow, and dropped it into little circles on a sheet of wax paper. Before the hardened too much, he used the end of a straw to press the pattern of a tennis ball into their surfaces. Then he set those aside as well.
Even though he knew it would take everything several hours to cool completely, he couldn't stop himself from running back into the kitchen every five minutes to check on them. Once he thought they were ready, he made himself wait an extra hour before holding his breath and turning them out from the mold.
He grinned as the last chocolate released cleanly leaving him with an entire rack of shiny E's and O's. He was still smiling as he melted a small amount of the remaining chocolate and used it to attach a couple of the little tennis balls to the corner of each letter. By the time he finished cleaning up, they were ready, and he arranged them all neatly in a box before tying it with an oversized bow and putting it by the door to bring with him the next day. He couldn't wait to give them to Oishi.