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07 March 2007 @ 08:40 am
Prison Break Gen Fiction: Recipe For Disaster  
Title: Recipe For Disaster
Author: HalfshellVenus
Characters: Lincoln and Michael (Gen)
Rating: PG
Summary: KidFic fluff, with persistent Michael and laissez-faire Lincoln.
Author's Notes: Happy belated birthday to badboy_fangirl, who wanted some kidMichael and Lincoln as her present. This one is definitely fluffy, so I hope you like it! Also written for prisonbreak100, where I have the Gen pairing of Lincoln and Michael. This is prompt #59, "Food," for obvious reasons.

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"Lincoln?"

"Yeah."

"When's dinner?"

"Not at three-o'clock..."

"Oh."

Lincoln's eyes never left the television set. The Bulls were up by two in the third quarter. If Mom worked late again today, he could watch the rest of the game instead of doing his homework.

*

"Lincoln."

"Michael."

"Can I use a knife?"

"No."

Those were Mom's rules. Michael was really pretty careful, but he was only eight. Lincoln had only been allowed to use the big knives by himself just this year.

*

"Lincoln?"

"What, Michael? I'm watching TV."

"I spilled something."

"Can you clean it up?"

"Yes."

"Okay, then."

Had he been like this when he was Michael's age? Expecting other people to solve problems he could take care of himself?

Sonofabitch! Technical foul on Gilmore and he was out of the game—barely into the fourth quarter. Bulls down by eight, and Woolridge was out with an injury. They were trying, but their luck was fading.

Celtics had the ball now, crossing over the mid-court line and—stolen by the Bulls! Theus raced toward the basket, striding into a lay-up and--

"Lincoln?"

"For god's sake, what already?"

"What's a pinch?"

"What I'm going to do to you if you don't stop bugging me while I'm watching the game!"

He'd missed it-- what was the score now? Wait, they didn't count the basket. Didn’t it go in? Darn Michael and his questions all the time. That kid had more questions…

The buzzer sounded for a time-out, and the crowd noise faded back for a commercial.

"So, Michael—"

Budda-clang!

What the hell? Lincoln got up and rounded the sofa into the kitchen doorway.

Michael was on the countertop next to the oven, looking guiltily down at the baking pan on the floor. Flour and traces of broken eggs littered the cutting board. Lincoln stepped forward to peer into the metal bowl next to the sink.

"Okay. What?"

"I'm making muffins. I was hungry."

"Yeah," Lincoln smiled in spite of himself. "I'd sort of guessed that."

"I found a recipe, but it was kind of complicated."

"Your… dough… looks awfully watery."

Michael hopped down from the counter. "I was going to add more flour."

Lincoln wondered what that would have produced once it came out of the oven. Bread blobs? Muffin pucks?

"Tell you what. The Bulls are probably going to lose this one, because they totally suck this year. So how about I help you make muffins now, and they can bake during the fourth quarter—if it's even worth watching the game at that point."

"Really?" Michael bounced at the prospect.

"Really. So long as you promise to clean this mess up really, really well before Mom comes home."

"Okay," Michael agreed. "I'm good at cleaning."

"Yes you are, and I don't even want to know why. So, banana muffins or apple?"

"Um… you choose."

"Banana it is." Lincoln dumped the sludge from Michael's first attempt into the sink, and rinsed the bowl out to start again.

"And Michael?"

"Yeah?"

Lincoln tossed over the scrubber sponge. "Next time let someone else handle the eggs."


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aeroport_artaeroport_art on March 7th, 2007 08:59 am (UTC)
Fluff! Michael is just so adorable in this.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Gen PB brothershalfshellvenus on March 7th, 2007 04:36 pm (UTC)
Oh, sometimes I just love fluff. And it's exactly what badboy_fangirl asked for, so I hope she likes it too. :)
B: PB - glompstrifechaos on March 7th, 2007 01:20 pm (UTC)

"What's a pinch?"
"What I'm going to do to you if you don't stop bugging me while I'm watching the game!"

*gigglesnort* That's just, *laughs* it's such an older sibling to younger sibling type thing to say, I love how you always manage to capture that aspect. Plus happy kid!fic, huzzah! Those two together are just too kawaii sometimes. *grins*
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Gen PB brothershalfshellvenus on March 7th, 2007 06:31 pm (UTC)
That's just, *laughs* it's such an older sibling to younger sibling type thing to say
:D And the kind of thing you're not allowed to say as a parent, even when you're being "Mama" "Mama" "Mama"'d to death. :0

So glad you liked it- good way to start the day, huh? :)

happy is as happy does: brotherly love - ?happywriter06 on March 7th, 2007 01:22 pm (UTC)
Too cute. I love Michael and Linc as kids.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB Final Hughalfshellvenus on March 7th, 2007 06:33 pm (UTC)
They're awfully fun to write, and in their earlier years they're fairly normal despite not having a father. Unlike that other pair of brothers I write about, any monsters in the closet or under the bed are purely imaginary for Lincoln and Michael. :)
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The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Gen PB brothershalfshellvenus on March 7th, 2007 06:34 pm (UTC)
Hee ! Thank you, Claire! We both have such a weakness for kidFic. :)
Deadbeat Nymph: pronedeadbeat_nymph on March 7th, 2007 05:24 pm (UTC)
Oh, this was so incredibly sweet. A perfect start to my day.
*skips off all warm in the belly*
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB Final Hughalfshellvenus on March 7th, 2007 06:34 pm (UTC)
Well, yay! That's a good mood to be in, first thing. Glad to help! :)
tyrical: AP_aJolietyrical on March 7th, 2007 05:42 pm (UTC)
Aww that was too cute!

"What's a pinch?"

I can totally relate to the eggs thing. When I was five my Mom says she caught me in the kitchen trying to make scrambled eggs!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB Final Hughalfshellvenus on March 7th, 2007 06:37 pm (UTC)
When I was five my Mom says she caught me in the kitchen trying to make scrambled eggs!
Eeek!

It all looks so simple when you're a kid, but the breaking the shell (and not the whole egg) and not getting shell IN the recipe is confounding. Plus, and I speak as a grown-up, hardened egg yolk is the devil to get off or out of anything!

Well, what we can take away from this is that you were an ambitious and industrious child, just like a certain junior-genius little person here. ;)
tyrical: AP_aJolietyrical on March 8th, 2007 12:30 am (UTC)
Hey Shell, check out my journal. I wrote you sumpfin'! Here
bluesister on March 7th, 2007 07:15 pm (UTC)
My blood ran cold at the word "pinch." Only a parent could write that.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB Final Hughalfshellvenus on March 7th, 2007 07:30 pm (UTC)
:0 I don't think my kids have ever pinched each other. Other kids have pinched them, definitely. But I figured it was a timeless concept. Like putting bugs on people's shoulders. ;)

Ours have the random slugfest, but otherwise they get along pretty well. I've seen sibs in RL (not to mention TV) that are nearly homicidal, and eeee! Makes me cringe.
bluesister on March 7th, 2007 08:01 pm (UTC)
No, I understood from the pinch that Michael was attempting to cook.

And my kids benefit from a wide age difference so no battery. Same with me and my sisters. Seems like living with someone who hits you would be constant stress whether sib or not. In fact, I think you've done some fic on that...
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB Final Hughalfshellvenus on March 7th, 2007 08:09 pm (UTC)
No, I understood from the pinch that Michael was attempting to cook.
Ah, so you really were talking about a "parent" writing that.

The horror of tiny people loose in the kitchen who think they know what they're doing. Until you are a parent, it doesn't seem that bad in abstract.

Well, then, I'm guessing that the description of dried egg mess on the counter must have made you cringe. Because THAT stuff is hard to get off. :0
Tango: prison break1 by agent00tangofic on March 7th, 2007 07:20 pm (UTC)
This was adorable. Thanks for sharing!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB Final Hughalfshellvenus on March 7th, 2007 07:31 pm (UTC)
Thank you very much!

It's good to know that sometimes just plain "fluff" hits the spot. :) Maybe all the angsty gun-waving and torture-beating in canon has something to do with it. :0
sassy, classy, and a bit smart-assy: messagebros from kloterabadboy_fangirl on March 7th, 2007 07:54 pm (UTC)
When's dinner?

Not at 3 o'clock!


Awww, Linc, don't be mean to Mikey! Poor hungry kid!

I also particularly liked the characterization of Lincoln not doing his homework. I have a feeling he didn't mind dropping out of school at all ;-)

Thanks, Karen!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Gen PB brothershalfshellvenus on March 7th, 2007 08:14 pm (UTC)
Awww, Linc, don't be mean to Mikey! Poor hungry kid!
For all Lincoln knows, it was a rhetorical question. It's what follows afterward that makes it clear that it wasn't. :0

I'm SO glad our kids will fetch snacks for themselves when they get hungry, instead of pestering us to death or destroying the kitchen. :)

I have a feeling he didn't mind dropping out of school at all ;-)
Yes, sadly I agree! If only he'd known where all that would lead. Sometimes homework is the lesser of future evils. ;)

Hope you liked your story, and happy belated birthday! Best wishes for a wonderful next year. :)
sassy, classy, and a bit smart-assy: hugseat from lady_izbadboy_fangirl on March 7th, 2007 10:06 pm (UTC)
Actually, today is my birthday (the 7th), I just started celebrating last friday, when it was sierra_foxx's birthday. So you're right on time, and much appreciated. I've never had anyone write a fic just for me, and now you and gatheringlight both have. I feel ULTRA special :-)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB Final Hughalfshellvenus on March 8th, 2007 12:00 am (UTC)
Oooh! I am on time for once!

Well then *bounces* glad to be of service. And happy actual, really-truly birthday. :D
PamalaX: sadlincpamalax on March 8th, 2007 01:57 pm (UTC)
Awwwwwwwwwwwww! That was especially nice after seeing both their hearts ripped out this week.

I do love my Burrows boys :)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB Final Hughalfshellvenus on March 8th, 2007 08:20 pm (UTC)
:D Thank you, Pamala!

Yes, let us all flee to the happier past, when problems for a little while were much more minor and manageable. :)
PamalaX: mikesmirkpamalax on March 8th, 2007 08:24 pm (UTC)
Yes, let us all flee to the happier past, when problems for a little while were much more minor and manageable. :)

YES!! Of course you realize you are showing your age with that. You have to have been around the block a few times to know the truth in that statement.

BTW: I HATE Guitar Hero. The kids and the man are obsessed, and good, while me with my nerve damaged hand sucks!!
Stranger?: Brotherstaxidryer on March 8th, 2007 11:05 pm (UTC)
Adorable. I love how Linc is desperately trying to concentrate on the game. So everyday life.
:-)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Gen PB brothershalfshellvenus on March 12th, 2007 09:06 pm (UTC)
I love how Linc is desperately trying to concentrate on the game. So everyday life.
And so Lincoln, too. He has something else he's supposed to be doing, other than watching Michael, but hmmmm-hmmm-hmmm-- Mom's not home, and the game's on, so...

Lincoln in a nutshell. :D The wrong things were always important to him. :0

Thanks for reading!