13. Cookies and a Voodoo Doll

AZURA.

This kid was a little devil in disguise, and I liked it. With Katara having no interest in mischief, and the quintuplets too big to obey, I missed them at this age.

"So, you can’t cook?"

I looked at the tomato and cucumber sandwiches that he was gawking at disdainfully.

"Yes I can, I made these." I pushed the plate towards him, proud of my accomplishment.

No, I can’t cook, all I can make is nachos and that's in the microwave.

"Oh. We don’t call this cooking." He added.

"Well, can you cook?"

"I'm five."

"And?"

"I'm too young to cook."

I smiled, reaching over and tugging his cheek. "Yeah sure, but you are old enough to judge. Let me tell you something, making a sandwich is an art. Look; I had to margarine the bread slices perfectly, then spread the cucumber that were cut into equal sized thin slices, we then added some sliced cheese before finishing with perfect thin slices of tomato."

"The tomato is thick and the cucumber slices aren't equal sizes." Corrado mumbled, l