"Hey Hunk, what's—" Pidge stopped and gaped at the fuckton of bread, pies, and cookies spilling all over the counters. "Holy shit."
"Hey, Pidge!" Hunk popped up from one of his ovens with another pie in his hands, grinning slightly maniacally. "How's it going? Do you want some cookies? I've got a lot."
"Yeah, I can see that." Pidge very slowly eased around the counter so she wouldn't accidentally send some muffins tumbling to the ground. "So you're not worried about the restaurant opening at the end of the week?"
"Pfft, ha, of course not!" A timer went off, and Hunk dove for another oven and came up with a pan of cinnamon rolls. "Why would you think that?"
Pidge sighed and grabbed a cookie; she might as well get something out of this. "Oh, no reason. Mind if I take some of these to my parents?"
Voltron: Legendary Defender, Pidge & Hunk, He's a Little Nervous
"Hey, Pidge!" Hunk popped up from one of his ovens with another pie in his hands, grinning slightly maniacally. "How's it going? Do you want some cookies? I've got a lot."
"Yeah, I can see that." Pidge very slowly eased around the counter so she wouldn't accidentally send some muffins tumbling to the ground. "So you're not worried about the restaurant opening at the end of the week?"
"Pfft, ha, of course not!" A timer went off, and Hunk dove for another oven and came up with a pan of cinnamon rolls. "Why would you think that?"
Pidge sighed and grabbed a cookie; she might as well get something out of this. "Oh, no reason. Mind if I take some of these to my parents?"
"Help yourself! Please."