Time for some Demon Training!! [Private; Arianda/Taichou]

Taichou shook her head with laughter, a goofy grin plastered upon her face as she rifled through the kitchen cupboards in search of flour, chocolate chips, sugar, baking powder, and milk considering she'd cracked the eggs into the large mixing bowl that sat on the counter beside her. Her teeth were currently dug into the corner of her dry piece of toast, holding it there as she worked — the waffle iron steaming across the kitchen, eagerly awaiting the batter that Taichou was mixing with a wooden spoon, folding the dry ingredients into the wet ones to avoid air bubbles.

Once the batter had been mixed to Taichou's specifications, she stalked over to the waffle iron, mixing bowl in hand, and poured some of it into the iron's wells, closing it shortly after. She set the bowl of waffle batter beside the waffle iron, and turned her body so that she was facing her sister from across the island; her tattooed fingers rising to hold onto the piece of toast hanging from her mouth, finally allowing her to take a bite into the soft, still slightly warm bread. She chewed slowly for a moment, savoring the taste of the leavened grain.

Taichou swallowed, and parted her lips to speak as she waited for the timer on the waffle iron to sound with a quiet "ding."

"You know, if you keep popping your neck, it's going to get stuck like that. And I'll only let you cook if you have supervision in the kitchen. No ifs, ands, or buts." Taichou said sternly, trying her damndest to have a straight face — which she failed miserably at; errupting into a stream of snickering at how she'd fallen into the true role of elder sister. How ironic, indeed, from maid, to sister in less than a few months.

The high pitched alarm of the waffle iron sounded, signalling that the first waffle was done. The eldest Vael then lifted the iron's top, fishing the confection out of the iron haphazardly with a fork, setting it on a plate, and sliding it across the countertop, in Arianda's direction. The smell of the melted chocolate wafted through the room, assailing Taichou's nostrils in the same way that Arianda's own scent did, pulling Taichou from her toast-eating stupor.

"I have no bloody idea where you put the syrup, so I'm just going to assume that we either don't have any, or you just want to eat the waffle plain," Taichou said excitedly, her eyes drifting to observe her younger sister as she took her first bite of the waffle.

"I'm glad you like it," Taichou murmured, before she sauntered to the stove, placing the burner with the kettle on it on high, before leaning with her back against the stove, waiting for it to boil so she could make her glorious coffee. She'd almost forgot that she still had her half-eaten piece of toast, and she blinked for a moment, trying to shake the last few remnants of sleep from her psyche before she took another bite.

It was true that Taichou was exhausted from the prior evening's sexcapade; her entire body felt as if she had been absorbing some immesurable amount of force with every muscle fiber in her being — which she technically had. Perhaps she'd hit Arianda up for a full-body massage when they reached Flow City. This notion made her smirk salaciously, her blazing amber irises darkening at the thought of another sexual romp with her younger sister.