Nova Series: Let’s Bake a Cake, Mom

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Nova's Tales: A story about a school kid making a cake with help of his mom for his friends.

It was 12 past noon and Coco was not able to decide what should be prepared for afternoon lunch. Standing in the kitchen, cleaning some vegetables, “I am too bored to cook anything. I will simply fry some vegetables and it would suffice.”

“But I want to eat something good and delicious.” Nova shouted who was standing right behind his mother.

“You scared me. Whenever you come home, first say ‘I am back’.”

“I am back,” rhymes Nova. “Do the tango.” He moved his body in a tango position.

“Why can’t you behave humanly?”

“Mom-Mom, can you make a cake, please?”

Nova's Story — Let's Make a Cake

“What has got into you?”

“Cake! Not pan-cake, mom—the real cake. Can you make it?”

“Of course, I can make it.”

Sitting at the dining table, she looks into her cookery book to find how a cake is made. It was concluded that the book could share a recipe for a strawberry cake.

“But you haven’t made it in all this time.”

Eating a croissant and reading from the recipe, “Buying a cake is much cheaper than cooking one at home. And if I make a whole cake, no one will be able to finish it in time. Thus, some portions of the cake will be wasted. ”

“I am there. I will not let it be wasted. Rocco’s mom made a delicious cake yesterday. Elvis’ mom also makes it often. Now I want to eat a cake made by you. Will I never get to eat a cake made especially by my beautiful and kind mom?” batting his eyes.

“Hmmmm.” She said having a bite of her croissant.

“What is ‘hmmmm’? Why aren’t you listening to me?” She takes another bite from her croissant. In between her bites she utters, “They must be having a lot of time so they can afford to invest some in cake-making. But I stay busy a lot.”

“I don’t think so, mom.” Nova was staring at her with accusing eyes.

“I am resting right now. Morning till evening, I have to do loads of work. I don’t have the time to make a cake. I hope you understood.” Raising her voice, she conveyed her message. She turned her back and took another bite. She murmured, “He wants to eat a cake.”

“What I think is you don’t know how to bake a cake.”

“I can bake a cake.” She said while chewing her bite.

“Then bake it, mom. Today, my friends will come to eat the cake you’ll make.”

She spilled the drink she was having and shouted, “Why did you decide it all by yourself? What time are they coming?”

She reacted as the table clock already showed 2.10 pm. She ran out of the house with some money to the market. Taking the necessities with her, she ran back home as fast as she could.

She started with the preparations, firstly beating eggs as fast as humanly possible.

Nova's Story — Let's Make a Cake

“Why is your face looking so weird?” She continued beating the contents in the bowl.

“My back is going to ache a lot later.” She murmured to herself and realized that she had stopped beating, “Oh no.” Her hand started the circular motions again.

“Mom, why are you so angry while making this cake?” She kept on beating the content.

“I think this must be enough,” she said panting a little. “Alright, now I’ll add some all-purpose flour. How much do I have to add?” she murmured and checked her book. She added some flour, “I think this must be enough.” She checks her book again, “Shit. I forgot to scrape the flour.”

Looking at the batter, “It is okay. It should not be a problem.”

“No problem? I think you should do it again.”

“Not needed. It won’t make much a difference.”

“I am getting very concerned, mom.”

“Don’t worry. It should be edible. I forgot — I have to pre-heat the oven. Alright Nova, you do the beating now.”

“Wow…Wow” He starts beating it slowly with too much of efforts.

She opens a drawer and finds the manual for using an oven. “I have never used the oven before.” Kneeling in front of the oven, “Let’s see what’s written here.  To bake a cake, pre-heat the oven to 1800. Now, where is the temperature knob?”

Nova was beating the flour as fast as possible for him. He stopped and took a taste of the cake flour with his finger.

“Huh!” Licking his finger, “Oh! Mom…Mom.”

“Can’t you see I am busy, Nova?”

“This is not at all sweet.”

“Grrhh! Did you put your finger in the batter?”

“Just to taste it. This batter should be sweet, right?”

“What are you saying? Of course, this should be sweet.” She notices the jar filled with measured sugar crystals. She had forgotten to add the sugar in the batter.

“What is this,” Nova asked pointing at the jar she held.

“Now we will add sugar in this.” She pours the jar empty.

“You forgot to add sugar,” teasing her.

“No ways. Now start mixing the batter.” He starts mixing the batter again. Once done, she puts the batter in the pre-heated oven and lets it stay.

“Within few minutes, the cake will be ready.”

“What is this, mom? Va-ni-lla” Nova had found a bottle on the counter near the window. She snatches the bottle and rushes to the oven to add the vanilla essence in the batter. She added few drops, stirred it and closed the oven door again.

“Thank God.” She puts the bottle back on the dining table.

“It smells so nice.” Nova said sniffing the bottle. “What is it?”

“It is vanilla essence. It is added in the cake for good fragrance.” She started cleaning the used vessels.

“So you forgot to add this even?” She purposely started cleaning the vessels forcefully. Nova didn’t say another word and continued sniffing the smell.

He rushed out to the TV area and stopped where Lola was playing with her toys. He sniffed again and appreciated its fragrance.

“It smells so nice. Now I smell like the cake. I have become tasty like my cake also. My smell is so much better.”

Lola makes some sound. “Lola, do you also want to apply this perfume and smell good like me?”

He poured some on her head, “Take more.” She smiled and enjoyed the smell though she would have barely understood anything.

“Whenever I go out, I’ll perfume this on me.” He said while sprinkling some on the flour. Coco grabbed his t-shirt and pulled him up, “What are you doing?” She took the bottle from his hand, “You emptied the whole bottle.”

“I apologize for finishing it and not saving some for you. Can we now go and make the cake?”

The table clock showed quarter to 3.00 pm. “Oh no, it is almost 3.”

His friends knock the door at the very same time.

Finish reading the story here:

Submitted: December 28, 2017

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