Demeter sighed at the mess, she was certain that Apollo was making mistakes on purpose. Baking should not be this complicated and yet he seemed to make every mistake that could be made, but they were getting to know each other.

They would make this work even though she wanted to box his ears whenever he gave her a grin as something else went wrong. It wasn't the same grin she knew but yet it was, he had always known how to charm his way out of things.

She sighed, dusted some flour into his hair and dived for the pan that was about to fall on the floor.