“No… Lies.” Steve argues.
“I’m sure.” Soda says.
“It’s baking powder.”
“Baking Soda… I remember because of my name.” Soda says, rolling his eyes.
“Soda.. wewe are the handsome one in this friendship… And I am the sexy, smart one. I swear to wewe it’s baking powder.”
“Darry’s made chokoleti cake millions of times, I’m positive it’s baking soda.”
“Powder.”
“Soda.”
“Give me a good reason why it’s baking soda.” Steve rolls his eyes.
“Well… Ummm.”
“Baking soda is a pure sodium bicarbonate. When baking soda is combined with moisture and an acidic ingredient, the resulting chemical reaction produces bubbles of carbon dioxide that expand under tanuri, joko temperatures, causing baked goods to rise, where baking powder is a drying agent.” Ross says suddenly from the doorway.
Steve and Soda just look at him for a second, shocked.
Then Soda turns to Steve. “Yeah, what he said.”
Steve just looks back and forth between them. “Well, I feel ten times less intelligent.”
“I’m sure.” Soda says.
“It’s baking powder.”
“Baking Soda… I remember because of my name.” Soda says, rolling his eyes.
“Soda.. wewe are the handsome one in this friendship… And I am the sexy, smart one. I swear to wewe it’s baking powder.”
“Darry’s made chokoleti cake millions of times, I’m positive it’s baking soda.”
“Powder.”
“Soda.”
“Give me a good reason why it’s baking soda.” Steve rolls his eyes.
“Well… Ummm.”
“Baking soda is a pure sodium bicarbonate. When baking soda is combined with moisture and an acidic ingredient, the resulting chemical reaction produces bubbles of carbon dioxide that expand under tanuri, joko temperatures, causing baked goods to rise, where baking powder is a drying agent.” Ross says suddenly from the doorway.
Steve and Soda just look at him for a second, shocked.
Then Soda turns to Steve. “Yeah, what he said.”
Steve just looks back and forth between them. “Well, I feel ten times less intelligent.”
“Soda, ok, wewe can come in now.” Ponyboy grinned. I was standing inayofuata to him, and he was inayofuata to Mickey Mouse.
With the money that I would have gone to college with, and with what Ponyboy had saved, we had bought Soda his horse.
Soda came in, in his plaid shati and jeans. His jaw dropped. Then he smile brighter than the sun.
He walked over to horse.
“Hey buddy,” he says, smiling, petting his nose.
“It took forever to get him to listen,” Ponyboy said.
“Yeah, I got myself and ornery pony.” Soda grins.
“You happy?” wewe ask Soda.
He just looks at you, smiles and nods his head.
With the money that I would have gone to college with, and with what Ponyboy had saved, we had bought Soda his horse.
Soda came in, in his plaid shati and jeans. His jaw dropped. Then he smile brighter than the sun.
He walked over to horse.
“Hey buddy,” he says, smiling, petting his nose.
“It took forever to get him to listen,” Ponyboy said.
“Yeah, I got myself and ornery pony.” Soda grins.
“You happy?” wewe ask Soda.
He just looks at you, smiles and nods his head.
Soda’s Perspective
“Daddy is this flour au sugar!”
“Daddy these are burnt!”
Faith was in her high chair, making a giant mess with the Cheerios, Logan was just eating the waffles, and Grace was attempting to mix the waffle batter.
This was not working.
I was trying to make (Y/N) breakfast in kitanda for Mother’s siku with the kids, but we were failing miserably.
(Y/N) walks into the jikoni in her pajamas. As soon as she saw the mess we made, her eyes got wide.
I walk over to her. Grab her kwa the waist and give her a quick kiss. “Ok go put clothes on, we’re going out for breakfast.” She smiles. “Happy Mother’s Day, babe.”
“Daddy is this flour au sugar!”
“Daddy these are burnt!”
Faith was in her high chair, making a giant mess with the Cheerios, Logan was just eating the waffles, and Grace was attempting to mix the waffle batter.
This was not working.
I was trying to make (Y/N) breakfast in kitanda for Mother’s siku with the kids, but we were failing miserably.
(Y/N) walks into the jikoni in her pajamas. As soon as she saw the mess we made, her eyes got wide.
I walk over to her. Grab her kwa the waist and give her a quick kiss. “Ok go put clothes on, we’re going out for breakfast.” She smiles. “Happy Mother’s Day, babe.”
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The cars zoomed by.
“This makes me so nervous.” wewe say.
“Why?” Soda asks, smiling.
“What if the cars blow up, and we die? au what if they crash? Or-“
“Hey it’s going to be fine,” He interrupts you. “Have some popcorn.”
“But what if I’m eating popcorn and the cars blow up and we die?”
“Then I’ll blow up and die eating popcorn with the girl I love.”
And he kisses wewe on the lips.
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The cars zoomed by.
“This makes me so nervous.” wewe say.
“Why?” Soda asks, smiling.
“What if the cars blow up, and we die? au what if they crash? Or-“
“Hey it’s going to be fine,” He interrupts you. “Have some popcorn.”
“But what if I’m eating popcorn and the cars blow up and we die?”
“Then I’ll blow up and die eating popcorn with the girl I love.”
And he kisses wewe on the lips.
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Soda’s Perspective
“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 mwaka old daughter. Wow.
“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” It pained me to see her going on her first date. But I was smiling.
“I’ll be good, Daddy, I promise.”
I grin. Exactly what her mother alisema to her dad on our first date.
“I know.” I manage to say. “You’re a good kid.”
“Not like Faith,” Grace grins. Oh my Faith. Nine years old and already had a “boyfriend”. She was completely hilarious.
“Not like Faith.” I smile.
I get up off the kitanda to give her a hug.
“I upendo wewe Daddy.”
“Love wewe too, sweetheart.”
“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in upendo with.”
“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 mwaka old daughter. Wow.
“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” It pained me to see her going on her first date. But I was smiling.
“I’ll be good, Daddy, I promise.”
I grin. Exactly what her mother alisema to her dad on our first date.
“I know.” I manage to say. “You’re a good kid.”
“Not like Faith,” Grace grins. Oh my Faith. Nine years old and already had a “boyfriend”. She was completely hilarious.
“Not like Faith.” I smile.
I get up off the kitanda to give her a hug.
“I upendo wewe Daddy.”
“Love wewe too, sweetheart.”
“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in upendo with.”
The yells from the lot were louder than ever.
wewe knew your boyfriend was there, and all his friends.
wewe hated it when they fought.
Those stupid fights.
wewe went over to lot, to make sure things weren’t getting out of hand. If they were, you’d definately call the police.
It would risk them getting arrested, but wewe didn’t want any of them hurt; au dead.
wewe saw bodies going at each other, caked in mud and blood.
wewe start to walk towards the fight (like an idiot) and are met with a ngumi, punch to the face.
wewe fall into the mud, shocked kwa the blow.
“Hey! That’s my girlfriend!” Soda yells as he pushes the Soc over, and starts beating him repeatedly.
wewe feel a hand on your shoulder as wewe get up. wewe grab the hand and flip him over.
“Hey,” wewe thought. “This is fun.”
wewe understood why they liked these so much.
wewe knew your boyfriend was there, and all his friends.
wewe hated it when they fought.
Those stupid fights.
wewe went over to lot, to make sure things weren’t getting out of hand. If they were, you’d definately call the police.
It would risk them getting arrested, but wewe didn’t want any of them hurt; au dead.
wewe saw bodies going at each other, caked in mud and blood.
wewe start to walk towards the fight (like an idiot) and are met with a ngumi, punch to the face.
wewe fall into the mud, shocked kwa the blow.
“Hey! That’s my girlfriend!” Soda yells as he pushes the Soc over, and starts beating him repeatedly.
wewe feel a hand on your shoulder as wewe get up. wewe grab the hand and flip him over.
“Hey,” wewe thought. “This is fun.”
wewe understood why they liked these so much.
