#sponge cake in microwave

[petermorwood]

Microwave Sponge Cake (eventually)

Long ago, @dduane and I had a Whirlpool combi microwave - micro, grill, fan oven - and It Was Great, big enough to use as a proper oven when what needed cooked in a proper oven was small enough that powering up the big proper oven in the cooker was a bit much.

Still with me...?

IIRC it was one of those Christmas presents where Mum, ever-practical, told us; "get yourselves something really useful but not too expensive (I did say practical!) and I'll go halves."

In 2016, after something like 15 years of pretty-well daily use for one thing and another, the old thing expired by stages, micro first, grill second, oven last - it made great bread up until the end - and went to recycling heaven.

*****

We couldn't find a one-for-one replacement (we needed a free-standing counter-top appliance, everyone was selling built-in), so until once was available (optimism) we bought an ordinary microwave.

NB, this and its successors were only used for ordinary microwave things like reheating, defrosting and dealing with freeze-cook stuff. They got nothing like the amount of use of the old combi, mostly because of being incapable of doing a lot of it. As things turned out, this didn't help much.

About eighteen months later, we had to buy another. If a microwave's enamel interior develops a crack (to this day I don't know how), moisture gets in, rust begins and the enamel pulls off the bare metal. That's when you get "sparking".

This demo is deliberate; believe me, when it's unexpected it's even worse.

A private welder show or lightning storm at the end of the kitchen counter when all you want is a hot cuppa is distinctly unsettling. Also, it's only going to get worse, and we could imagine - boy, could we - what "Much Worse" might look like.

To the recycle dump!

(NB, micros with stainless steel interiors don't seem to do this, probably because they're already tuned to deal with the bare metal.)

The replacement, another ordinary micro, Just Up And Died after eighteen months and, guess what, the quote for a check-up and replacements-if-required was as much as the price of a new one.

(Inkjet printers seem to operate on this principal too.)

To the recycle dump again!

We got a third new one (which BTW is still running just fine, because it's been downgraded to Extra, read on), totalled up what we'd spent on ordinary microwaves, said a few well-chosen words about planned obsolescence and the "Vimes 'Boots' Theory of Economic Inequality" and got ourselves a pre-pay credit card whose top-ups were dedicated to Get A Combi Again.

We didn't bother with GACA baseball caps.

That would have been silly.

I don't know if these cards exist in the USA; we treat them as the modern version of a piggy-bank...

...except that to get at the money you need two people acting in accord.

*****

And in 2021 we got one.

Okay, this next bit is going to read like an ad.

It isn't, because the appliance is discontinued. (Whirlpool FINALLY do something similar but not identical.) It's just enthusiastic users discovering there's even more to a gadget than expected.

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The New One even bigger than the old one, which had 28 litres capacity; the new one was 33 L (was .99 ft³, is now 1.16 ft³). In non-tech terms, wow, More Room To Cook In.

Reading the figures was no help (to me, anyway) in visualising what a maw the thing had, but opening the door did that and no mistake.

I said something to DD about "bite radius"...

...and she instantly responded with "anyway, we delivered the bomb".

We're a quotesy household. ;->

BTW, The New One does a very good job on seafood, too...

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Since we got this, almost exactly two years ago, we've used it from reheating tea to roasting meat to making chilli / goulash / stew / curry (you can run the oven / grill separately or add simultaneous zaps of microwave for much less cooking time) to baking bread.

One of the best things about it is that when the set cooking time is done, the appliance switches off automatically. No risk of busyness, absent-mindedness or out-in-the-garden-ness ending in clouds of smoke, ruined food and possibly even worse.

As for breadmaking, it has a dough-rise setting which is a Time Machine, reducing a two-hour "doubled in size" rise time to about 35-45 minutes...

It also has the most reliable Defrost Butter setting either of us have ever encountered, turning a rock-solid butter brick from the freezer into something spreadable while never - to date - doing the "never mind a butter-knife, give me a spoon or a paintbrush" thing.

*****

However...

There's also a "Chef Setting" where there are some simple recipes. Here's the pastry page.

Basically, you assemble and mix the ingredients, input the correct settings and the machine does all the timing, heating and cooking.

We'd never used this until yesterday, when DD said, "Let's try the sponge cake..."

Yes, this post was entitled "Microwave Sponge Cake (eventually)..." and here we are...

We did all the measuring correctly and checked it by pouring the mixture into a baking container while on the scale, wondering betimes why the recipe says 900g, the ingredients total 925 and what actually poured into the container reads 906... Weird. Really weird.

Then we put the container into the oven, entered the correct code, and let things do what they were going to do.

A little later we discovered something else about the recipe besides a weight anomaly.

It didn't mention the required size of the container. Or or how much the mixture was likely to rise.

It rose...

Let's say more than we expected...

The fluted ceramic container used for baking this one makes it look like a Vesuvius cupcake; not quite a pyroclastic flow, but a lot of flow regardless.

Once it cooled we separated the sponge-cake from the escaped sponge in the same way as sculptors work with wood or marble - "Chip away everything that doesn't look like a cake" - and found that despite its misshapen looks, it tasted pretty good.

So today DD made another, this time using a larger container.

...and this time it stayed put until removed using the cunning base-and-lifting-straps of baking parchment.

It's not the loftiest or best-risen sponge cake either of us have ever seen (a smaller-diameter higher-sided container would probably deal with that) BUT if there's something needing sponge cake in a hurry - this went from cupboard ingredients to done and cooling in less than 55 minutes - that treatment seems to fit the bill.

We're now wondering what other secrets lurk in the simple recipe pages; falafel, quiche Lorraine, stuffed peppers, even Flammkuchen* from scratch.

(*Though I have my own views about Flammkuchen, mostly involving a plane flight...)

And we'll be paying a lot more attention to what size of dish we put them in. :->

#food and drink #kitchen appliances #combi microwaves #sponge cake #anecdotage #GNU Terry Pratchett #Youtube

[theroseempress]

look upon my creation and tremble with awe

(I made a cake)

#it is chocolate #it was very tasty #i felt Greatly Accomplished #and!! #i managed to eat three (3) slices without getting nauseous! #hurrah! #baking #? #oh okay that's a tag huh #cake #it's called microwave sponge cake and it is delicious #and i will not give you the recepie #>:)

[dduane]

Okay, time to get on with this Nutella and crushed-hazelnut roll cake I've been plotting for the last couple of weeks. (One of our neighbors did us a favor just now and I want to bring them some of this to say Thank You.)

The recipe looks quite sound—no surprise, as this lady's website is full of great stuff. But I'm going to have to spoof it somewhat, as it's predicated on the use of a sheet pan size that wouldn't fit into our oven (the usual US-size-vs-European-size hardware- and appliance-size issue). Probably I'll wind up baking about 75% of the batter in the 10x15-inch pan I've got and the rest in a smaller 9x7-inch, so that the sheet cake doesn't come out so thick that it refuses to roll correctly.

...Got to toast the hazelnuts first, anyway. I'll add pics to this post as I go along.

ETA 1: The hazelnuts, just out of the oven. The aroma in the kitchen is fabulous. :) (We've got a tabletop microwave-cum-fan oven that has about a hundred custom cooking/baking programs built into it, and one of them is for toasting nuts.) (Oh look, @petermorwood got a shot of one of the special menus from the manual when he was posting about the microwave sponge cake.)

...Had I not had the fancy gadget, I'd have just put the hazelnuts on a baking sheet and toasted them at 180C/375ish F for ten or fifteen minutes, stirring the nuts around every five minutes or so until the outsides went nice and brown. The skins rub right off when the nuts cool down, if you don't want them. But I left some in so they'd keep their toastier flavor. These are a soft nut after toasting/roasting, so they crush really easily.

Meanwhile, while sitting still a moment before getting the mise en place together for the cake, and idly scrolling down through the menu on Sky Movies: wow, I really do need new glasses in a hurry. Saw the movie title "Fred Claus" and read it as "Fried Clams." (sigh) After the holidays, for sure. (It's the usual problem. These glasses are trifocals, you have to point-and-steer them to get the right results depending on what you're looking at, and sometimes you're distracted or in a hurry and can not be bothered to do the hunting-for-focus thing, and as a result you get comical results.) (sigh)

Now the mise en place:

...So typical. You're trying to have it be pretty for the photo and one of the egg yolks breaks. (eyeroll)

Anyway. Not shown here: running off to give the stand mixer's bowl an extra wash to make sure it's absolutely clean, because any grease getting into egg whites being beaten will inhibit how well they fluff up.

So, time to get on with that.

First thing, though: the baking pans need to be prepared while the egg whites and so forth are beating.

So the recipe suggests that you should butter both the pans and the parchment paper used to line them. And speaking as one who's writing this after rolling the cakes up, I can speak directly to its effectiveness. The cake sheets pretty much leapt out of the pans. As I can imagine all too clearly what having to convince them out would be like, better to go overboard with the butter at this stage. I buttered the pans with solid butter and then melted a couple of tablespoonsful and brushed the baking-parchment liners with them.

Lining the pans with the paper, btw, is much assisted by having buttered them first. You just press the paper down and it sticks. Then you go get the scissors and cut off whatever's hanging out.

And now comes the part where you make the cake batter.

First you beat the egg whites and half the granulated sugar to the stiff-peak stage. (Took my mixer about five minutes.)

Then in a different bowl you beat the egg yolks and the rest of that sugar together. Somehow I missed getting a pic of this: apologies. It's the usual "beat together until pale, light, and fluffy." Took about seven minutes for that.

Then: sift together the flour, cocoa, salt and baking powder, The logistics of the original recipe get a little complicated at this point—it sounds like a third bowl is being called for. But at that point I'd decided that I already had more than the usual number of bowls to deal with, not to mention the one I'd just sifted the dry ingredients into. And we don't have a dishwasher. So I just said "The hell with that", added the coffee and vanilla to the egg yolk mixture, and mixed it a bit more: then spooned about half the sifted dry ingredients in, and pulsed the mixer a few times: then added the rest of the dry stuff and mixed again, very slow, just wanting to make sure that everything was completely combined. (As usual with cakes at this point, the idea is to get everything well mixed without doing anything to develop the gluten in the flour. I never let the mixer go very fast.)

...Then comes the "folding in the egg whites" part of the operation. Always use the biggest spatula you've got for this.

Then, when you finish this stage (again, sorry, no pic, I was busy racking my brains over what tool would be best for this job) you spread the batter in the pans.

When I finished with this task I was very glad that I had an offset spatula, because if I'd attempted this with a regular mixing spatula, I don't think the result would have been anything like this even. This batter is light but it's also moderately firm... and with the best will in the world, no amount of shimmying the pans around on the work surface is ever going to even that batter out. As for its thickness in the pans: we're talking about a centimeter at the most.

And then: into the oven for ten minutes, while setting up the pieces of cocoa-powder-dusted baking parchment meant to receive them. I don't have pics of them in the pans when they came out, because the get-them-out-of-the-pans stage is kind of a time-sensitive thing (like immediately). So I got on with it.

They fell straight out onto the prepared sheets with no trouble at all. The small one fell out by itself: the large one fell out with the baking parchment still clinging to it, but not so desperately that it took more than gently lifting it away between finger and thumb to get rid of it.

And then came the rolling. I did the little one by myself, to get a sense of the technique: then asked @petermorwood to video the rolling of the larger one.

...So now they get left to their own devices until, oh, tomorrow morning, I guess. That's when I'll move on to the next stages.

My plan is to unroll the little cake as a test: brush it inside with warmed/semi-liquid Nutella: sprinkle the Nutella with crushed hazelnuts, which theoretically/please gods will stick to it if gently assisted; and then contrive a filling that will taste at least somewhat of Nutella but not be too sweet to bear. Then the ganache will be made using that fabulous Belgian chocolate that came in a couple of weeks back, and when the whole cake's put together and has had a little time to rest, Peter and I will test it and see if it's something we feel confident enough to offer to other people.

So we'll see how it all goes. Tune in again tomorrow for more hijinks... :)

ETA 2, December 23: When we last saw our cake rolls, the two of them (the one baked in the Euro-size pan, and the smaller one where the spare batter went) were sitting innocently on the counter, waiting to settle enough to be unrolled.

Now's the time. And guess what?

DIsaster! (-Ish. As you'll see.)

The first small sheet of cake was just too small to deal with this treatment without immediately cracking into one-inch slices upon unrolling. I therefore won't waste your time with that video. Instead, you should have a look at the video of the bigger-baked sheet as it gets unrolled, and watch it crack in pieces! (This was either due to the baked sheet being too thick, or too thin. More diagnostics are needed before we come to a verdict.)

But first: the buttercream filling, which worked just fine.

This is the recipe I used:

This recipe worked perfectly. There's zero reason to inflict a long video about this on you, as I was working in a cold kitchen (with three stone walls, two external...) and the butter and sugar took something like half an hour to get friendly enough so that the Nutella could finally be added.

One thing I will show you, though. It's been a long time since I bothered buying confectioners' sugar / icing sugar, because when I need it, I make it myself... in the (very old and beat up-looking) coffee grinder. The sugar's grind comes up finer than that of a lot of commercially made icing sugars... and unlike too many confectioners' sugars in North America, there's no cornstarch in it (which they put in to keep it from caking with storage).

If you try this, make sure not to forget to brush the grinder out well afterwards, and wipe it clean with a damp paper towel. Otherwise the sugar, which is very hygroscopic, will go solid, glue the blade to its spindle, and be a real nuisance to clean out after the fact.

Meanwhile, here's the Nutella buttercream frosting after it's done. Just a very quick clip here, so you can see what the texture should be like when you pull the beater out of the mixture. (Volume down on this, please: it's really noisy.) If it's not soft enough, do as the recipe recommends: add a tablespoonful of milk or so and beat well until things soften up a bit. Add another, and do the same again, if you need to.

So now we come to the baked-cake unrolling. (Apologies for the black bars at the top and bottom of the video. For reasons best known to itself the phone insisted on recording in 9:16/portrait format, and the bars are an artifact of flipping it back into landscape...)

...So after all that, both cakes, the big and the small, are in the fridge now, stabilizing. And there we'll leave matters until tomorrow.

#cake #baking #Nutella #chocolate #hazelnuts #experimentation #FOR SCIENCE #that's the excuse anyway #Youtube

[gloomlet]

Gloomlet’s TS4 Script, Gameplay & Replacement Mods

So I decided to compile a list of all the script/gameplay mods that i use or have used in my game. This was mainly made for my personal use, but i’m sure it could be helpful to other people too!

UPDATE! PLEASE READ!! This list is no longer up to date - use the Google Doc! - 04/25/24

Basic & Recommended!

TS4 Mod Manager ui cheats extension mc command center Carl's Sims 4 Gameplay Overhaul Relationship & Pregnancy Overhaul Wonderful Whims The Mood Pack Mod First Impressions Contextual Social Interactions Simulation Lag Fix Teleport Any Sim Better Exceptions

CAS Mods

Stand still in CAS More Traits in CAS Tidy details in CAS More CAS columns Lifetime Aspirations Child Aspirations Set Housewife - Aspiration Unlimited Likes + Dislikes Preferences Plus Homebody - Preferences 100+ CAS Traits Resized Facial Piercings

Replacements & Retextures

Fan Art Maps Map Replacements Overhaul Clean UI Sims 1 & 2 Font LIS Fonts Fluffy Clouds (Ghibli Clouds) Feet replacement Hand replacement Bra + Panty Default Replacement better babies + bottle replacement Another baby bottle replacement Default Cutlery! Cute Kitchenware Replacement Boxing Gloves Aquarium Fish Recolor Ceiling replacement paint it up mod A brighter mop Selfie Override

Objects Phone Replacement Smaller dollhouses Switch Controller + console Game controller PS1 console pc game override Remote control sponge & spray override Another Sponge & Spray override

Electric Toothbrush Razor Bassinet override infant rug +  infant tub child drawing replacement weather controller Cats & Dogs Fireplace Headphone/earbud override Old-fashioned Suitcase The slightly nicer Tree House Fireplace Lil Campers Light

Replaced + more Interactions Bed Cuddles Better Woohoo Reactions Realistic Reactions Brush Teeth From Toothbrush Holders Wake-up animation Greetings

Visuals & effects No overhead effects No zzz No object highlight no plumbob please Smaller Mosaic Minimalist CC Icon More Holiday icons

Gameplay!

Playable Pets Slower infant needs Expanded Mermaids Who's Knocking More Visitors No Bad Microwave Buffs Memory Panel Smarter Pie Menu: Searchable Smart Sim Randomizer Play Chess on any computer Strangerville Story toggle

Careers & Jobs Career Overhaul New Careers Simdeed Recruitment Services Flex Part-Time Recruitment Agency Game Developer Career Ultimate Nursing Career Modeling Career Tumbling Tots Daycare Career Shear Brilliance - Cosmetology Seasonal Odd Jobs - Autumn Odd Job Overhaul Modeling and Makeup Odd Jobs Babysitting Gigs Freelance Chef

Education Uni Tweaks Education Overhaul Uni Application Overhaul University costs more Choose Your Roommate Long Distance Learning No Uni Housing Restrictions Uni Aspirations School Lunch Override Longer or Shorter Degree Requirements

Cooking + Food Food Retexture Pack 1, Pack 2, Pack 3 Breakfast Retextures Pizza Retexture Grannies Cookbook Chef Buffet S’more Options Srsly's Complete Cooking Overhaul Dine Out Reloaded Delivery Services Sims Eat and Drink Faster Porto Luminoso Market Cutouts Buyable Cakes Functional Mixer HCH Mixer & Cookbook Functional Air fryer Functional Blender Functional Cookie jar Another Cookie Jar Functional Toaster Functional Cake Stand Functional Rice cooker Functional Pressure Cooker Boba Tea Add-ons Functional Beer Functional Frozen Ice Cart

Pregnancy Realistic Pregnancy Cherished Moments - Pregnancy Science Baby Tweak

Services & Apps Sim National Bank “SimDa” Dating App Exchange Store

Interactions Meaningful Stories Cute Romance Drama Mod Autonomous Go Steady and Propose Autonomous Break Up and Divorce Dynamic Teen Life Parent-Child Relationships Let's Get Fit Modpack Sumba Fitness

Functional Items Playful Toddler Pack Toddler Play Telephone Little Chef’s Toy Kitchen Void Critter Tablet Functional Pool Slide

Functional Toy Bin Functional Hopscotch Functional Broom Functional Paper Sketchpad Functional Drumkit Functional Spiral Staircases In Your Safe Piggy Banks Film Reaper Movie Theater Left End Counter Dishwaser

Random Small mods

Loading and CAS screens

Free Sims 4, Free Loading Screen Bonehilda Loading Screen Custom Color loading screens Lights Out Loading Screen The Blues Collection Loading Screen Lin Sims Loading Screens San Sequoia Loading Screens Abstract Art + Landscape Loading Screens H-O-B & Sulani Loading Screens Autumn Loading Screens Pink Kitten Animated Loading Screen Life is Strange Loading Screens Cloudy TS2 CAS Background Ocean Waves CAS Room Old School - CAS Room Modern Minimalism CAS Room Plumbob replacements Crystal Loading Screens

lighting mods

sunblind lighting + installation Milk Thistle Better in-game lighting Gentle CAS lighting

#ts4 mods #ts4 mod list #gloomlets mod list

[canisalbus]

I can explain what a twinkie is but I've never seen one live is such a funny way to put it, lol. I think they're sold in Canada, but the only time I've seen a box of them was when I was with my grandparents in the middle of nowhere, basically.

How did you feel about the s'more?

I vaguely remember once eating some sort of creme-filled sponge cake thing when I was younger. You probably could've called them imitation twinkies, but they were shaped like teddy bears. I don't think they still sell them, I didn't particularly like the taste or the consistency.

The s'mores were nice, I can see why they're an enduring classic. I don't have an easy access to open fire so I just microwaved mine, but if you managed to toast your marshmallows and get some caramelization you'd probably get slightly deeper flavors. I didn't expect them to be so messy.

#answered #anonymous

[cerastes]

What if Rhodes Island has a variety show like those Japanese shows where the contestants have to find out which objects are cake made to look like objects? So you have Amiya as the host (ratings up by a million immediately) and she’s like “Welcome, and get ready for another HEART-THROBBING episode of It Could Be Cake! Today’s contestants are: Death From Above, our very own Elite Operator, Blaze! The Hunter of the Depths, the enigma of Aegir, Specter! And last but definitely not least, she who delivers life with one hand and death with the other! The Infirmary Bruiser, Gavial!”

So it starts pretty normally, Blaze takes her turn, bites into a shoes, and it’s just a shoe, the audience laughs. It’s Specter’s turn, she bites into a TV, and she starts eating it. “It seems contestant Specter has found the first slice of ca--” but that’s when Amiya realizes in horror that it’s not frosting and sponge that’s falling off from Specter’s ravenous maw, it’s plastic and the mangled pieces of a timing controller board. She’s just actually eating the TV. Just chomping away at it. Without even a fork.

And Gavial loses her marbles and decides she can’t be outdone so she starts eating the microwave, and Amiya is like No!!!! Don’t eat the TV or the microwave!!!! Operators lent us those!!!! But SilverAsh, freak that he is, is having a hoot and a holler of a time and keeps throwing LMD bills on the stage as if this was a strip club, “yeah don’t worry Miss Amiya, I’ll cover everything, I want to see where this goes”, and Blaze is also way too amused by this to stop them and looking over at the couch tentatively, it DO be looking tasty, so Amiya is just left standing there 6 million LMD richer as Specter and Gavial eat the entire damn set, suffering from success.

#arknights

[herosplatling-replica]

Palpitations

General - Slice of Life, 6,915 words

If a god truly exists, he hates Ada Paige specifically. (Ada has a dream, The Intern learns about themself, and Ian is just trying to survive.)

It was the middle of the night, and she was pacing her kitchen.

  Ada bit the inside of her lip as she circled the counter, trying to stave off this excess energy she had so she could get some goddamn sleep. She had a weird dream, one that shocked her awake almost immediately, and now she couldn’t get back to bed. Paige’s hands finally made up their mind on what to do, and she reached into the cupboard to grab a mug.

  It wasn’t a bad dream, per say, but it startled her.

  Don’t dwell on it too long, it’ll get stuck in your head, Ada thought to herself as she reached into her fridge for a carton of milk.

  ...Right. The carton of milk Ian and the Intern had gotten her, along with the other groceries they hauled to her house. She frowned as her heart picked up the pace, thumping in double time. Oh my god, calm down.

  Ada poured a generous amount of milk into the mug she had – one labeled “i’m a witch before coffee” that Ian got her as a gag gift last Halloween – and placed it in the microwave. She set the timer for a minute, and watched as the box lit up and slowly turned her mug on the turntable inside it.

  Paige stared at the yellow glow of the microwave, feeling a blush creep onto her face again.

  Memories of the dream she had brushed at the edges of her mind, pulling her back into the imagery as she waited for her milk to heat up.

  In her dream, Ada was waiting at the table.

  Things had been set up for a big meal, but her parents weren’t there. Two other place mats had food and drinks set up, stuff she wouldn’t normally make for dinner, like mashed potatoes and pasta and toasted bread with butter spread across it. Ian had come out of her kitchen to set down a holiday glazed ham on the table and smiled at her. The Intern followed after, bringing out a gorgeous cake that had apple slices set into the sponge, the entire affair covered in a dusting of powdered sugar. The two of them leaned in once they set things down at the table, and then she had kissed them both on the cheek with such tenderness it made her heart ache, and then-

  And Ada jolted as her microwave beeped incessantly, her heart racing.

  Oh my god Ada Paige you are NOT having some sort of schoolgirl crush on both of your coworkers, are you?! That’s SO unprofessional!

  She definitely could feel her heart skipping, the sensation starting to worry her. Maybe she should have the Intern take a look in the morning, but-

  The dream-Intern had looked at her, held her hand in such a gentle way that made her feel that things would be alright, and-

  OH MY GOD YOU NEED TO GET SOME FUCKING SLEEP, GIRL.

  Paige slapped her face lightly, trying to snap out of it. This wasn’t helping at all! She was just getting more flustered, thinking about what had happened, and it was going to get in the way of her work!

  She grumbled as she pulled her mug out of the microwave, downing half of the milk immediately. Why was she even feeling this way over a silly dream? Ada had dreams before where she was at her wedding – though then she was marrying a figure with a crab for a face, so she knew it was a dream. What was it about this dream specifically that was making her so… embarrassed?

  Was it just because she knew the people that were there? Because she worked with Ian and the Intern everyday? Because she’d known Ian since college, and they’ve stuck together this long? Because the Intern had this great sense of care instilled in every action they did? What was it exactly that was causing this?

  Ada bit at her thumb, tapping her foot as she tried to figure it out. She was already too riled up to try to settle down, and there was still half a mug of warm milk in her other hand. She might as well try to sort through the reason why.

  Paige set the mug down on the counter and began to pace again, her slippers making muffled footsteps against the tiled floor.

  My heart feels like it’s gonna pop… Eugh. Just take a deep breath, Paige...

  Was this even about the dream anymore? Maybe Ada felt this way because she felt like there was something new about her situation. She was about to ask herself what changed, but her gaze drifted over to the refrigerator and the question answered itself. Her coworkers had gotten her groceries, and she had them over for dinner, and they had laughed and laughed as they ate with her, and…

  And oh god she was having a crush, wasn’t she? It wasn’t even a date! They had only come over at her insistence, and they didn’t even eat a lot, it was just pasta with a bottled sauce and toasted sandwich bread! It wasn’t some glamorous meal or romantic date, and even then-!

  “Even then, would both of them even want to be with somebody like me..?” Ada asked herself aloud, pressing a hand to her cheek. Her skin felt warm, and her heartbeat racing. “Would they even..?”

  She sighed deeply, scooping the mug up again. She was going to bury this feeling for sure. It would just get in the way if she let it sit around, rattling in her chest. She couldn’t let that happen, not with the patients’ health on the line at work. For crying out loud, Paige was supposed to be a professional! She needed to focus!

  She took another sip from her mug, drumming her fingers on the counter. “Ohhh my god. I do have a crush, don’t I?” Ada groaned, slumping over. She hid her face in her hands, even though she knew she was alone. “What do I even do about this..?”

  The mug ran dry, and Ada tried not to groan even more as she set it in the sink. There wasn’t much of a point to getting more now, especially since she was worked up. Paige briefly considered taking a jog, but it was far too dark currently, and she would have to shower and get dressed for work in a few hours. She didn’t have the luxury of going to burn off this excess energy with a lap or two around the block.

  Maybe I should just call in tomorrow, she thought briefly to herself.

  Well – that wouldn’t work. The Intern couldn’t speak, and Ian wasn’t exactly graceful with the patients. With their short staff, patient care was more or less entirely on her. Edega almost hated the notion of interacting with the patients himself.

  She found herself pulling her phone out of her pocket, in half a mind to try to get the day off anyway. Instead of doing anything productive, though, she ended up scrolling through her messages.

  A number of patients had managed to talk her into giving them her info so they could keep in touch once they were sent home. A few here and there had sent Ada pictures of how they were doing, accompanied with messages that they hoped she was well.

  She took a moment to sort through them all, managing to smile at the kindness she could feel packed into each text. Ada wished she could respond to all of them, but it wasn’t possible with her workload. She just thumbed through the pictures and texts wishing her well, thinking about the others back at the hospital.

  Ding.

  Oh, a new message. Paige briefly wondered who would even be awake at this hour, finding Nicole’s portrait at the top of her notifications.

NT > hey doc, you really should be getting some sleep. NT > not to like, do your job, but it’s like 4 in the morning.

  Ada scoffed aloud, trying to stop a grin from growing on her face.

AP > I had a weird dream. Just needed to pace a bit AP > Why are you up this late? NT > had a tough time getting any rest :/ NT > but I guess I’m not the only one, huh? AP > I guess so. NT > you wanna talk about it? the dream, I mean

  Oh god.

  Ada wasn’t sure if she should even trouble Nicole with this sort of thing – especially because it was silly, and if she spilled that she had a crush on anyone she wouldn’t hear the end of it. She thumbed the text entry box, trying to decide on what to say.

AP > it’s kind of dumb NT > hey, dumb dreams are the best to talk about. lay it on me, doc.

  Ada bit the inside of her cheek, but figured if she was at least vague then the barista wouldn’t figure out who she had dreamt about.

AP > don’t laugh NT > wouldn’t dream of it. AP > I think I had a dream where I was like, in a relationship with this person that I know

  She felt a slight amount of guilt at lying about the specifics, but Nicole didn’t need to know that there were two people.

AP > we were at the dinner table and they had come out with food that we were going to eat together and it was really really domestic and sappy and like NT > oh my god you’re totally in love

  Ada’s heart raced. She was trying to avoid using that word! It felt like it was sealing her fate! She felt her hair stand on end as she tried not to let out a mortified noise. Her phone continued to buzz as she tried to stuff those feelings deep down.

NT > okay spill who is it who you HAVE to tell me NT > is it ian?? the intern?? janitor?? the nurse?? who girl I need a name NT > I know for a fact its NOT edega so tell me NT > ada respond AP > I don’t think you know them

  She desperately hoped Nicole couldn’t see through her lie.

AP > problem is it’s a really embarrassing dream and now I’m stuck pacing the kitchen NT > wait NT > like right now? AP > why? NT > did you forget the part where it’s super early in the morning?? NT > so you’re just pacing in your kitchen like some sort of noir detective? AP > listen, NT > I’m listening

  Paige could only make a face at her phone, certain that her cheeks were a bright red.

AP > its just extremely embarrassing and I want to forget about it so I can get some sleep before another 12 hour hell shift NT > what’s exactly bad about the dream? AP > that it’s somebody I know and don’t really want to talk about these feelings with? NT > but like why

  Ada’s face scrunched like it was trying to recede into itself.

AP > look it’s really complicated I don’t AP > why don’t you talk about your feelings for cole? NT > HEY

Okay, thank god, that would distract Nicole for a while. Sure enough, the barista started sending messages in rapid fire about how her relationship with Cole was absolutely strictly friendly and not at all pining in any way, shape, or form. Paige tried not to laugh, running a hand through her hair as she remembered finding Cole with a coffee cup that had a big red heart written next to his name. She supposed it was a little unfair to throw the ball back at Nicole like that, but it worked.

  Eventually, Nicole said she was tired and would be heading to bed and that Paige should try to get some more sleep too before going offline. Ada huffed quietly as she completed another lap of the kitchen floor, finding her anxious energy wasn’t going away.

  Well, you had warm milk. Maybe that’ll be enough once you hit the bed, she thought to herself.

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    It didn’t help.

  Ada squinted at the fluorescent hospital lights, trying her best to not make a face while she made her rounds. She didn’t sleep well at all.

  Her eyes had shut once she laid down, and then the dreams started again. This time, her evil horrible brain had given her visions of a cozy night curled up on the couch with her two embarrassing crushes watching a movie with her. She had dozed off in the dream and Ian ran his fingers through her hair. The Intern had let her lean on them, the sound of their mechanical systems making a pleasant arrangement of noises. The three of them sat in a warm and comfortable silence, just enjoying their company.

  It made Ada want to dig a hole so deep that no one could see her shame.

  She was pacing the hospital lobby again – and she could tell other people could tell, because Nicole had been murmuring to Cole all morning. It would’ve been fine if it was just the caffeine addict, but then Cole told Samurai, Samurai told Lucky, and then Lucky told the entire hospital baseball team. Now the whole hospital knew about it.

  Well, everyone save for her coworkers and Edega. If Edega knew, Ada would never hear the end of it. He already put her on the spot repeatedly for trying to make sure every patient was getting the best care they could – if he knew she had a crush on two of her coworkers, it would spell the end of her time at Middlesea Hospital.

  Paige desperately hoped that Edega would just assume it was gossip.

  She couldn’t focus while her thoughts were plagued by the dreams she had. It must’ve been clear on her face, because even the Stevensons had asked her if she was alright and that they were willing to listen if she needed to talk about anything.

  It made her want to rip her hair out! She was a grown woman, she was 27, why was she acting like this?! Ada’s pace quickened as she circled the lobby again, trying to ignore the way the Janitor watched her with an eyebrow raised. She just needed this all to blow over already so she could just get back to doing her job.

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« Ada, is everything alright? »

Tapping of metal against metal snapped Ada out of her thoughts. Paige yelped quietly, whirling around to see- The Intern. She tried desperately not to grimace at the sight of them, immediately feeling her heart race.

  Would it be nice to kiss their monitor? It would be warm, wouldn’t it? I think it’d feel like a static shock, maybe-

  The Intern repeated the question, tapping at their arm as they tilted their head at Paige. They looked concerned. « Is everything okay? Ian said your heart monitor was showing irregularities, » they signed.

  PULL IT TOGETHER, ADA. PRO DOCTOR TIME.

  “Oh- y-yeah! I just- it’s- I didn’t sleep well last night,” Ada ground out, her shoulders sinking. “I’m still feeling the fatigue, I think. I had a soda or three to try to stay awake. Did I worry you? Sorry.”

  The Intern nodded slowly, patting her on the shoulder. Ada tried to will away the memories of the dreams she had last night as they did so. « You could take a nap, if you wanted. I could cover for you! »

  Oh my god please don’t be so sweet I think I’ll explode on the spot right here.

  “Um- Well, ah, it would be nice, but… I, uh, don’t know if I’ll get the chance to do it with Edega breathing down my neck, ahah. I appreciate it, though.” Don’t blush. Don’t blush. Ada don’t blush oh my god.

The Intern seemed thoughtful at her words, then nodded like they made up their mind. « I’ll handle Edega. You go get some rest, okay? »

  “Wha-”

  Before she could react, the Intern scooped the clipboard right out of Paige’s hands and sped off in the direction of the SVT ward. She made an indignant noise, and the Intern finger-spelled back « S-O-R-R-Y » with their free hand in the air as they ran.

  Almost as if it was orchestrated, the Janitor began to mop the floor in front of the SVT ward. Paige skidded to a stop, locking eyes with him as if to ask what he was doing.

  “You saw ‘em. Go get some sleep or they’ll be sad,” the Janitor chuckled, a grin evident in his voice. “Wouldn’t want to waste their good deed, right?”

  Ada glared back at him, groaning aloud. If only I didn’t love this fucking job.

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  Nicole was cleaning the mugs after rush hour when the door chimed, followed by the Intern coming in. She gave them a nod as they settled down at the keyboard, but paused when she spotted what they had in their hand before they set it on their lap.

Ada’s dark blue clipboard. Oh, this’ll be good.

Nicole tried her best not to make a big obvious grin and went back to wiping the mugs down as the Intern started to play on the keyboard. Today they went for a jazzier piece, the tune catchy enough to have Nicole bobbing her head to the beat.

  It sounded like a Bill Evans piece. She wasn’t sure. Nicole was a little rusty when it came to piano jazz pieces. She set down the cup she had finished polishing off, and sighed gently as she listened to the music.

  It did sound a little empty on its own. It felt like there was something missing but it was lovely as it was. Nicole glanced around the cafe and, upon seeing no one immediately looking for her assistance, got out from behind the counter to greet the Intern at the keyboard.

  Their posture brightened as they spotted her approaching, beckoning for her to sit and rest while the cafe was slow. Nicole smiled and sat on an empty table’s chair, watching the Intern as they continued to play.

  Yes, the piece they were playing was missing something. The keyboard was lovely, that was true, but it felt like it needed a bass and drums. A quiet thought in the back of her head practically begged her to get the Intern the rest of the theoretical trio. For a moment she considered recruiting Samurai to the cause, before remembering the stoic preferred EDM over jazz.

  Still, she kept that thought in the back of her mind.

  Eventually the piece came to an end, and the Intern seemed to sort of blush as the remaining patrons applauded politely. They looked to Nicole, their hands drifting a bit in the air as they signed « what did you think? »

  “I think I need to steal you from Edega, that’s what. You’d make a killing playing here,” Nicole grinned, blowing her hair out of her face. “What was that one called?”

  « ‘My Foolish Heart’, by Bill Evans, » the Intern signed back, their posture relaxed. As if on cue, they picked Ada’s clipboard up and gave it a look-over. « How are you doing today? »

  “Pretty good, actually. I had a hard time falling asleep last night without a smoke, but I toughed it out,” Nicole answered. “You?”

  The Intern seemed to mull it over for a moment, before deciding on the words to say. « A little worried, but otherwise operating at expected parameters. »

  “Haah? Worried?” Nicole tilted her head, even though she knew exactly why. “How come? Can’t be about little ol’ me, right?”

  « Ada’s been acting strange today. I’m worried she might have Connectifia, » the Intern signed back, a little hesitantly. « So to help her out a bit, I told her to take a break. »

  “And that’s why you stole her clipboard, I’m assuming?”

  The Intern nodded, bashfully scratching the bottom of their monitor with a finger.

  “Badass,” Nicole smirked. “Direct action. I like it.” They’re acting pretty damn similar to Paige last night. They definitely have a crush.

  « It’s just temporary! But I was worried about her heart rate, » the Intern signed. « It’s been erratic all morning, but she keeps saying she’s fine. »

  Now’s the time.

  “How come you worry so much about her, anyway? She’s been handling this like a champ,” Nicole asked, tilting her head.

  The Intern stalled out at that, the heart rate on their monitor picking up speed. Eventually they lifted their hands again to sign. « Um… I guess because she takes so much time taking care of others that she doesn’t take care of herself that much. So seeing her looking so stressed made me want to do something, I guess. »

  Nicole started to open her mouth to tease the Intern about their answer, but they kept going. « I-I know she’s a professional doctor and everything! But I can’t help but worry, you know? It’s a tough job to do, and we’re more or less on our own here. »

Huh.

  “I guess I didn’t think of it like that,” Nicole admitted, her posture relaxing as she leaned the chair back. “...Is that really all you feel? About the situation, I mean.”

  The Intern tilted their head in confusion. « what »

  “I mean, this entire time you’ve been working here…” Nicole tried not to grin, but found herself doing it anyway. “Has nobody caught your fancy? Like, no one at all?”

  The Intern’s pulse slowed to a single beat on the screen at once, then suddenly picked up eighteen-fold, the beats nearly blurring up the entire view on the monitor. « Wait- WAIT. You think that this is-? »

  “It’s not out of the question, right?” Nicole asked, leaning forwards now as she rested her elbows on her knees. “Emotions can be tough to navigate, so maybe I can help you figure it out.”

  The Intern’s posture scrunched like they were trying to grimace with their entire monitor, though the screen just showed the same fervent heart beats. « I mean- falling in love? It feels-»

  “Scary?”

  The Intern nodded slowly, their hands close to their chest.

  “It can be, yeah. If it’s your first crush, too, then that’s a whole lot to get into.”

  The robot sort of hesitated, almost trying to decide on what to say, before shaking their head. « It- No. I don’t think it could be that. I wouldn’t know what it’s supposed to feel like. »

  Nicole tilted her head, staring at the ceiling for a moment. “It’s like… Well, it’s like kind of constantly being a little afraid for the people you care about. You want them to be safe, and happy, and doing the things they love, even if they feel like they’re not good enough at it.”

  When the Intern didn’t respond, she kept trying to explain. “Like – you don’t have skin, but you know that people can get abrasions. Imagine someone falls and skins their knee. What’s your first instinct?”

  « Help, obviously, » the Intern signed.

  “Right. But does how close you are with that person change how you try to help?” Nicole held a finger up in the air. “Imagine if that happened to Ian. Or Ada. How would you go about it?”

  « Hmm… » They sat and thought over it for a second, their systems whirring. Their heart rate hadn’t settled at all yet, and Nicole was starting to get a little worried. « Ian doesn’t like to get touchy-feely. For him, I’d get all the materials to sanitize and bandage the wound, then help him take his mind off it with something he likes. Ada, she would probably be embarrassed, but I’d insist on trying to do it for her. She already has to do so much as things are right now. She would probably want a bit of a hug, though. »

  “How would you do it for a stranger?” the Barista asked, her hair swaying slightly as she got comfortable.

  « Well, um… I-I don’t know. » Their signing started to become small and uncertain. « Why are you asking all this again? »

  “It’s a sign that you know their preferences. You know Ian is a little touch averse, and that Ada is kind of touch starved. Stuff like that, not a lot of people get to know about, so it means you pay a lot of attention to what the people you know like and don’t like.” Nicole smiled, reaching into her apron for her box of cigarettes. “I think that’s pretty important.”

  The Intern nearly began to protest about what she was doing, but Nicole popped the box open to reveal sticks of gum. She stuck one in her mouth and started to chew. “It takes effort to learn all of that stuff. I’m just saying, if you felt like you ever wanted to-”

  The cafe door swung open, the bell clattering raucously. “INTERN! Are you- O-oh.”

  Ian stood at the entrance of the cafe, his brow sweaty as he tried to catch his breath. “You- your heart signaled a lot of stress, are-”

  “Oh,” Nicole blurted out, “No no, I think they’re fine. We were just-”

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The Intern tapped at the edge of the keyboard frantically, the Morse code too quick for Nicole to even try to think of translating it. Their heart rate somehow managed to speed up during all of this.

  Ian seemed to understand what they tapped out though, and held his arm out to support the Intern. “It’s alright, you should go take a break. Ada managed to get some sleep, so it’s your turn for a 15. Take my hand.”

  The Intern hesitated again, their monitor beginning to emit a faintly visible cloud of smoke. They tapped against the keyboard again, a sort of desperate speed to it.

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  “Oh- Intern says they’re sorry they gotta go. I need to make sure everything’s alright with their systems,” Ian translated for her. He then gently pulled the Intern’s arm into the loop of his own, looking concerned as he felt the Intern’s monitor. “Something seems to be mucking up the cooling. Whole thing’s overheating.”

  “Oh jeez. Well, um, be careful. And don’t sweat it Intern, maybe some other time we could do a duet,” Nicole said, trying to not feel guilty. She waved them off as the two doctors shuffled out the cafe door.

  Maybe she pushed it a little too far? But if anything, it only proved what she was thinking was right. There was something going on with Ada, and with the Intern. And, well, if what happened just now was any indication, maybe something with Ian? Nicole hummed to herself as she got up and walked back to the counter, tapping her foot as she thought.

  Now that she was thinking on it, Ian did react rather quickly for someone who isn’t usually very attached to people…

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  Ian gently lead the Intern to the hospital’s basement, careful as he helped them down the stairs. It was odd: usually the Intern was the most put together of the three doctors running around Middlesea. He briefly wondered if it was because of the staff shortage, but shook his head as he helped the Intern into a chair. Helping them right now was more important.

  “You alright? You’re overheating,” Ian mumbled, reaching for a screwdriver. Maybe something got caught in the monitor’s circuitry?

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« Could be doing a lot better, honestly, » they tapped on the desk. They seemed dazed, their monitor almost a blur of green across the center as their heart raced.

  “Let me take a look,” Ian murmured, and the Intern bowed their head. He could spot them fidgeting with their hands, but chalked it up to being nervous.

  Gently, Ian opened the back panel of the Intern’s monitor. A light hiss escaped it as the hot air vented out, the smell like when laundry was left in for a touch too long. The Intern squirmed a bit at the sensation, but stayed put.

  “Sorry. Maybe I need to add more ventilation back here. Just sit tight for a second, I’m going to check the wiring,” he said, hands carefully feeling around the cables for anything that somehow got lodged in.

  He didn’t feel anything, so while the monitor was already open Ian reached for a can of compressed air to clean out any dust. “Alright. Canned air incoming.”

  The Intern gave him a thumbs up, and gripped their knees in preparation. Ian felt a little bad, and cued himself before pressing the trigger.

  “Ready, get set-” Pssshhhhh.

  The Intern shivered horribly, but the cold air blasted out anything that was possibly stuck in there. Ian patted their shoulder in a sort of apology, pulling his hands out of the monitor to let them recover.

  “While I’m already taking a look at everything, is there anything you need, Intern?” Ian asked, plopping down into his desk chair.

  He saw the Intern fidget a bit, before pulling their hand to tap on the table.

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« I have a bit of a weird question. »

  Ian raised an eyebrow, but motioned that they could continue. The Intern seemed a bit shy, but their heart rate at least started to slow a little.

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« How do you know if you’re having a heart attack? » They tapped out, scratching the back of their neck as they did so. « Like, it’s not a weird feeling or anything but an actual heart attack. »

  “Hmm.” Ian crossed his arms, leaning back in his chair as he thought on it. “I haven’t had one yet myself, but I’m told it’s got this whole sense of dread with it. Like, you feel like you’re going to die.”

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« Then what does it mean when you feel kind of excited? »

  Huuuuh.

  Ian pursed his lips. “Umm… I guess it’s like, a sort of crush or something? I haven’t had a big one since like, college, so…”

  That was Ada back then… Ian tried not to blush as he thought back to the time he caught shingles and she had made that small but ever-so-important gesture of making him a consolation trophy. Things were different now, and they were coworkers at the same hospital, so he should just forget about all that-

  The Intern’s posture brightened up, and they scooted the chair closer to Ian. « Tell me about it, please! I need to know if that’s what I have! »

  “Wh-what? I-- Um, is that really-” Ian’s face heated up, and he heard his watch ping that his heart rate was accelerating. Oh my god why do you need to know that?!“I don’t know if we should talk about that right now!”

  «Why nooooot? » The Intern signed out, dragging the words like they were whining. « I don’t know if what I’m having is Connectifia abortus or not, and I’m worried! Could you please describe it so I can be sure? »

  Wh-- Oh my god do NOT tell me I need to explain what a crush feels like--!

  The Intern watched him expectantly, and Ian grumbled. This is so embarrassing… “O-okay. I’ll tell you, just… don’t tell anyone else about this.”

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‘I absolutely swear.’ Euuuuugh, I can’t believe I’m doing this with you of all people…

  Ian pulled at the collar of his turtleneck sweater, trying to look away from the Intern’s monitor. “So, um, it’s different for everybody. But the thing I know is the same is that, the- the person you think about, you feel like… like you want to make sure everything’s alright. And it’s different from the doctor stuff, just so you know.”

  When the Intern just watched and motioned with a hand to continue, Ian silently begged that Paige would come down to the basement soon. “It’s- Well, it’s… I guess it’s kind of like what we did for Ada the other day. Wanting to make sure she’s eating well, resting, stuff like that. We don’t really do that for the patients here, you know?”

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« Is it really- I mean- Oh crap, » the Intern tapped out, their heart rate spiking on their screen.

  Oh.

  Oh, they had a crush on Ada too.

  Ian wasn’t sure what he was expecting, but a sense of elation was definitely not it. The two of them had this thing in common. And, well- he did have a bit of a crush on the Intern as well, but he chalked it up to him just preferring computers over people…

  The problem was that he knew that the Intern was starting to become their own person – something neither him nor Edega had planned nor programmed for – and it was fascinating to Ian. He wanted to know everything that was on their mind, but he felt like he couldn’t ask most of the time. The trio of doctors that made their rounds constantly had more work to do, and there just wasn’t any time in between patients and Connectifia cases.

  Ian just wanted to get to know them better. Find out what they liked, the music they preferred, stuff like that. See if they liked the same things that he and Ada liked.

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« Ian? »

  Oh my god you’re thinking about all that crap while you’re literally sitting with them- “U-um! Sorry! I just, I was thinking about stuff-” His watch beeped again, this time signaling an abnormal heart beat. Ian swatted at it uselessly, trying to make it shut up so he could think.

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  “Wh- Why do you say that?” Ian tried not to look hurt, but found his heart aching at the thought.

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« It’s just, I’m a machine. » The Intern seemed a little sad as they tapped on the desk with a hand. « I’m not like everyone else here, you know? »

  “So what?” Ian said, finding himself rising to his feet. “I don’t think any of that matters as long as they care about you.”

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« But- »

  That’s it. Ian made up his mind.

  “You’re coming with me,” he grunted, pulling the Intern to their feet and up the stairs. They waved their free arm around in a sort of panic, but followed along regardless. “We’re gonna settle this, I don’t care if Edega finds out.”

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« What are you even doing?? » they frantically tapped onto their leg, struggling to keep up.

  “I’m gonna show you you’re wrong. Just watch,” Ian mumbled.

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  Ada combed her fingers through her hair, trying not to be frustrated with herself.

  She got some sleep, alright. And, in that short but refreshing rest, she had another dream.

  Ada was on a picnic. The three of them – her, Ian, and the Intern – had been at a park, then a beach, and were relaxing together. She had been happy, so happy-

  And so embarrassed. Paige wasn’t supposed to be getting this attached to her coworkers.

  It wasn’t fair that this was happening to her. She did really like both of them, she did! It was just mortifying that this was happening at all! It felt like she was battling her own demons while trying to fend off the monster that was her job.

  Ada groaned, and put her head in her hands. She had been trying to look over the case files for Cole and Nicole to see how their rehab was coming along, and all she could think about was the crush she had. It didn’t help that Nicole had guessed correctly so quickly when they chatted over text last night.

  What do I even do..? I can’t date my coworkers, Edega has a strict no workplace dating policy, and there’s also two of them. I don’t even know if they like me back. And if they did… what would I do?

  SLAM!

  The door to her office crashed open, and as if things couldn’t get worse, Ian marched in with the Intern behind him.

  If god was real, he hated Ada Paige specifically.

  “Ada! You’re- you’re not like, busy, right?” Ian shrank, his confidence from earlier clearly gone. The Intern waved from where they were, clearly dragged into this entire situation by Ian.

  “I- I’m supposed to be working, yeah.” WHY ARE YOU BOTH HERE. “Is something wrong?”

  The Intern started frantically shaking their head no, and Ian stood up straighter. “Right! Ada, do you agree that the Intern is a person?”

  “I- Yes? What’s this about?” Ada set down the files she had, propping her elbow on the desk to use as a chin rest.

  “So you agree! The Intern is, without a doubt, a person!” Ian declared, dragging the Intern further into the office and shutting the door with his foot. “With emotions and all that?”

  “Y...yes. When are you gonna explain-”

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“I am not being annoying, I’m showing you why you’re wrong,” Ian ground out, pushing the Intern into the chair in front of Paige’s desk. “Ada, they think they aren’t lovable just because they have a metal body.”

  “What?” Ada breathed out, with more intensity than she thought she was using. She rose from the desk, watching the way the Intern flinched and looked between her and Ian. “Where is- What’s this about? Where is all of this coming from? Did Edega say something to you?”

The Intern’s shoulders sank, and they shook their head no, before nodding reluctantly.

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  ‘A machine should act like a machine.’

  Ada’s blood boiled, and she stepped out from behind the desk. Before she could storm out and confront Edega herself, however, Ian caught her by the hand.

  She whipped around to glare at him, but there was a certain look in his eyes. A softness she’s only really seen out of him from their college days, when he was bedridden. The ire in her blood dissipated, and she turned to look at the Intern again.

  Oh.

They watched her with an uncertain feeling in their posture, their monitor’s pulse starting to quicken. She sighed, stepping back over to them.

  “Look. It doesn’t matter what that idiot thinks of you. Okay?” Ada murmured, putting a hand on one of their shoulders. “You’re… really sweet, and kind, and definitely get along with the patients. I think you’re great as you are, Intern.”

  There was a strange blur on their monitor, their pulse coming out as a choppy shape too quick for her to parse. They shook their head, like they were trying to clear it out.

  -... ..- - / .. .----. -- / .... .- ...- .. -. --. / - .... . ... . / ..-. . . .-.. .. -. --. ... / .. .----. -- / -. --- - / -- . .- -. - / - --- / .... .- ...- . --..-- / .- -. -.. .-.-.- .-.-.- .-.-.- / .. - .----. ... / -.- .. .-.. .-.. .. -. --. / -- . .-.-.- A pause, and then: .. / ..-. . . .-.. / .-.. .. -.- . / .. .----. -- / --. --- .. -. --. / - --- / . -..- .--. .-.. --- -.. . .-.-.-

« But I'm having these feelings I'm not meant to have, and... it's killing me. » They gripped their chest with a shaking hand, like their heart would burst. « I feel like I’m going to explode. »

  Ada faltered a bit, glancing back at Ian. His face was unsure, but his eyes were determined. He took Ada’s hand, and with his other, gently picked up the Intern’s.

  “I- U-um, well… That thing you’re feeling, I’m-” Ian stuttered, his face turning a new shade of red Ada never saw on him before. “I’m pretty sure that… It’s mutual.”

  “Oh my god. I-” Ada’s jaw dropped, her own face heating up. “You-”

  “I’ve had a crush on you since college, Ada. And the Intern, I’ve had one for a while now. I just- I wanted to get it out there, before I had a heart attack about it.” Ian wheezed, his shoulders lowering. “These past few days, we’ve just been worked to the bone, and I never really had a good time to-”

  -- . / - --- --- .-.-.-

« Me too. »

  The Intern’s movement stuttered as shapes blurred across their monitor again, but they reached out and took Ada’s hand. Their monitor looked like it was overheating, and Ada couldn’t help but feel worried about it.

  Yet, at the same time, she felt… relief.

  “You two… oh my god, you’re ridiculous,” Ada wept out, a giant smile on her face. “Here I was, thinking- Ohhh god. You dorks.”

  She couldn’t help but cry as the three of them pressed together into a hug, a weight lifted off her shoulders. “We’re so dead if Edega finds out.”

  .... . / -.-. .- -. / -- .. -. -.. / .... .. ... / --- .-- -. / -.. .- -- -. / -... ..- ... .. -. . ... ...

« He can mind his own damn business, » the Intern tapped on her back. That got a laugh out of her, and Ian wiped his eyes. They all parted from the hug rather hesitantly, but the Intern’s monitor began to get uncomfortably hot.

  “So then… um… We all…”

  “Have feelings for each other, it looks like,” Ada murmured. “Here I was being worried over nothing.”

  « Worried about what? » The Intern signed before peeling their doctor’s coat off to let their systems recover.

  “I, um,” Paige’s face felt hot. “I think I was anxious you two would hear I had a crush on you before I was ready to talk about it. But, um! I’m happy that you feel the same.”

  Ian laughed quietly, his own face a dark blush. “It’s… nice. So are we, um… Can I ask you two out?”

  Ada tried not to wince at the way her heart skipped. “Y-yeah. Yeah! We could maybe get coffee, or… No, we should go to a movie. That’s good first date stuff.” And Nicole and the other patients won’t see.

  The Intern’s hands fluttered as they expressed a sort of excitement, clearly in support of the idea. « And then after, we could maybe go walking around the mall. I’ve wanted to go for a while, I just never found the time or reason to do it. »

  “Then we’ll do it,” Ian smiled, giving Ada and the Intern’s hands a squeeze. “Does… the weekend work for you?”

  “Heh, we’ll make it work. Promise.”

  Her chest hurt, but it felt nice for once.

  She wasn’t alone.

#my writing #rhythm doctor #polyrhythmcule #ada paige #ian rhythm doctor #intern rhythm doctor #the intern #ian #nicole ting #cole brew

[gatheryepens]

I messed up lmao. I’m trying to make a Victoria sponge cake but I left the buttercream in the fridge since I was out doing stuff, issue is I put it in the microwave but for too long. Now it’s in the freezer 😭😭

#gatherbakes #gatherrambles

[cararolime]

13 septembre 2023

In honor of officially reaching the one week mark of my stay here in France, I will be rating all of the new foods I've tried while being here. (And this is no hate against my host mom, she's an amazing cook and I'm so grateful for everything she's done for me during my stay here :))

1.) Salmon - 3/10

Wrote on my forms that I hated seafood, but was served salmon on the first night. Honestly, it wasn't the worst thing ever. What WAS the worst thing ever, was the lemon-y cucumber concoction that it was served with. *shiver* I feel like I got the worst out of the way eating that meal first.

2.) Mushrooms - 6/10

I knew I didn't like them going in but I've been served them multiple times and honestly? Not terrible. They don't seem to have a huge flavor and everything I've eaten with them in it must have masked them pretty well. Most of the points subtracted here are for its weird texture.

3.) Cantaloupe - 4/10

My dad buys cantaloupe often but I've never liked it. My host mom has given it to me many times and I obviously eat it as to not be rude. I have to take a sip of water after every slice but despite how much I dislike it its definitely not the worst thing that could be served to me.

4.) Ham and cheese galette - 5/10

I've had two; one that was just ham and emmental cheese and one that had ham, cheese, mushroom, tomato, and probably other things. Both were eh. Wouldn't mind eating it again just because it could be worse.

5.) Whatever it was my host mom made for dinner two nights ago - -2/10

Let me set the scene. I walk into the dinning room and on the table there is... something. It is long, bright green, and spongey like a cake. It is hot and has chunks of what I believe was salmon. A mysterious liquid seeps out the bottom and onto the plate. It smells and tastes like a reheated microwave hotdog that has been sitting in an open package in the refrigerator for too long. The texture, as expected from the observation from before, is like a very moist sponge cake. I did not feel very good after dinner.

6.) Ratatouille- 6/10

Idk what that food critic was on in that movie, ratatouille is not that great lol. I'm starting to think I just don't like a lot of vegetables. Hmmm.....

7.) Tirimasu - 11/10

I LOVE TIRIMASU!!!!!! SOO GOOD!!!!

#language learning #studyabroad #french #france

[cwcontentcreator]

100 Quirky Fun Life Hacks

1. Use a paper clip to fix a broken zipper pull.

2. Freeze grapes to chill white wine without diluting it.

3. Store bed sheets inside their matching pillowcase.

4. Use a trousers hanger as a cookbook holder.

5. Put a wooden spoon over boiling water to prevent overflows.

6. Use muffin tins for condiment assortments at BBQs.

7. Place a rubber band around an open paint can to wipe your brush.

8. Use nail polish to differentiate keys.

9. Cut soft cheese or cake with unscented dental floss.

10. Use a squeegee to remove pet hair from furniture.

11. Put pancake mix in a ketchup bottle for a no-mess experience.

12. Use old newspaper to deodorize food containers.

13. Clean your keyboard with sticky notes.

14. Use a can opener to safely open blister packs.

15. Amplify your phone’s speaker with a cup.

16. Use ice cubes to remove furniture indentations in carpet.

17. Use a banana peel to shine shoes.

18. Put a dry towel in the dryer to speed up the drying process.

19. Use a hanging shoe rack to organize cleaning supplies.

20. Use toothpaste to clear up hazy car headlights.

21. Drop Alka-Seltzer tabs to clean a toilet.

22. Freeze aloe vera gel in ice cube trays for sunburn relief.

23. Store ice cream in a zip-top bag to keep it soft.

24. Use a bread tab to hold your spot on a roll of tape.

25. Thread a necklace through a straw to prevent tangling.

26. Blow-dry your mirror to prevent fogging.

27. Use a pool noodle to fill your mop bucket.

28. Use a tennis ball to hold pens or as a towel holder.

29. Clean sneakers with toothpaste.

30. Use a lint roller to clean out your purse or backpack.

31. Use a pasta ladle to measure one serving of spaghetti.

32. Use a pillowcase to clean ceiling fans.

33. Place a rubber band around an open paint can to wipe your brush.

34. Use a post-it note when drilling to catch dust.

35. Wrap gifts with fabric for reusable wrapping.

36. Flip a toaster on its side for grilled cheese.

37. Prevent pot boiling over with a wooden spoon.

38. Infuse olive oil with garlic for instant bread dip.

39. Freeze lemon slices and water for instant refreshing drinks.

40. Use a hair straightener to iron collar edges.

41. Cook two pizzas at once by cutting them in half and laying them flat.

42. Use a microfiber cloth to clean your glasses with vinegar.

43. Use a carabiner to carry multiple grocery bags.

44. Freeze a sponge in a zip bag for an ice pack that won’t drip.

45. Write with a whiteboard marker on appliances to track perishables.

46. Use an egg slicer for equally sliced mushrooms.

47. Put a damp sponge in the microwave to disinfect it.

48. Layer scented dryer sheets between sheets for a fresh bed.

49. Soak a sponge in water and soap, freeze it for a DIY ice pack that cleans.

50. Use binder clips to fix a broken keyboard foot.

51. Make a tablet stand from a cutting board and a scrunchie.

52. Stash emergency cash in a ChapStick tube.

53. Plant herbs in a wine rack with glass jars.

54. Organize cables with binder clips on a desk edge.

55. Clean blender by blending water and soap.

56. Stuff newspaper in wet shoes for quick drying.

57. Use a muffin tin to serve condiments at a picnic.

58. Turn a magazine holder into a shelf by mounting it sideways.

59. Keep apple slices from browning with a rubber band.

60. Use a plastic bottle as a makeshift watering can.

61. Drop a few marshmallows into brown sugar to prevent hardening.

62. Clean your iron by ironing salt on wax paper.

63. Use a vegetable peeler to slice cheese thinly.

64. Sharpen scissors by cutting fine-grit sandpaper.

65. Use crayons as emergency candles.

66. Place a wooden spoon in a pot to prevent boiling over.

67. Make your own ice pack by freezing dish soap.

68. Organize your closet by hanging bags with shower curtain rings.

69. Keep cords organized with bread tags.

70. Use a colander to evenly distribute powdered sugar.

71. Make a DIY sprinkler with a punctured plastic bottle.

72. Use a wine cork to safely store needles.

73. Store sheet sets inside their corresponding pillowcase.

74. Freeze coffee in ice cube trays for undiluted iced coffee.

75. Use beeswax to waterproof shoes.

76. Use a magnetic strip to organize bobby pins and tweezers.

77. Remove pet hair with a squeegee.

78. Use old CD racks for bagel sandwich holders.

79. Use a potato to unscrew a broken lightbulb.

80. Use a salad spinner to fluff down jackets.

81. Use glasses as a makeshift smartphone tripod.

82. Keep your earbuds in a mint container when not in use.

83. Seal plastic bags with the top of a water bottle; cut the top off and slide the bag through the neck.

84. Convert a cardboard box into a makeshift sled.

85. Turn a plastic bottle into a makeshift piggy bank.

86. Keep a bar of soap in the same drawer as your dirty laundry to keep it smelling fresh.

87. Use old socks as sleeves to protect drinks from warming or hands from cold.

88. Use a wine bottle as a rolling pin.

89. Make a no-sew pet bed from an old sweater.

90. Cut an old milk jug into a dustpan.

91. Use a yoga mat under rugs for extra no-slip safety.

92. Use a waffle iron to make cinnamon rolls.

93. Turn a bread clip into a holder for tapes on a tape roll.

94. Put Vaseline on the end of a nail polish bottle for easy opening.

95. Use a vegetable peeler to make chocolate curls.

96. Use a pill container to organize jewelry when traveling.

97. Use a shower cap to cover the bottom of shoes in your luggage.

98. Use a lemon to freshen up your garbage disposal.

99. Use a rubber band around an open paint can for excess paint wiping.

100. Use clear nail polish to stop a run in your stockings.

#life hacks #hacks #success #lifestyle #daily life #tips

[petermorwood]

Here's a follow-up to this post, where I was praising the usefulness of our (now two-year-old) combi microwave / fan oven / grill.

Also the importance of choosing a container large enough to handle expansion of ingredients during cooking, and what can happen when you don't...

After our initial Vesuvian version, the second attempt at sponge-cake turned out just fine. @dduane added some vanilla extract to the base recipe, which as it stands is a little bland. I think lemon extract and some lemon zest would work equally well.

Another addition might be caraway seeds, to produce a beautiful round seed-cake of the kind hobbits like so much. (Not just hobbits, at that...)

****

A couple of days ago it was my turn to bake our every-other-daily-bread, so I decided to give the combi a whirl. Literally - it has a turntable. The recipe was my usual one.

Kneading was done with a dough blade for 90 seconds in the (depending on country) Magimix / Cuisinart / Robochef, and raising was done in the combi oven using its Dough Rise setting, which involves the grill element blipping on and off very low to maintain an even warmth.

I've called it a time machine several times, since it can reduce the rise time by more than 50% of doing so at room temp. I suppose I should try doing the "warm oven" alternative some day, but being able to keep the dough undisturbed in one steady-warm place while the other preheats to baking temp is handy.

In this instance I had to reverse the process, with the second-rise loaf in its tin spending a short time in the warmed main oven as the combi came up to heat. This transfer may have made it fall back a little, though not enough to vex.

Then it went in at 200° for 40 minutes, at the end of which it looked like this:

It's lighter than usual; normal baking is done at 230° / 30 mins in the main oven, which gives the very dark crust we both like.

But neither of us had any complaints about this:

And it toasts beautifully as well...

#food and drink #breadmaking #kitchen appliances #combi microwave

[tanukifucker91]

I had some Greek yogurt that was about to go bad and a small cup of frozen blueberries that fell out of the package that I'd forgotten on the counter, so last night I was like ok today midnight snack is just yogurt and blueberries. But normally I'd at least add some oats or nuts or fresh fruits but I had nothing. So I microwaved the blueberries with some brown sugar and rum and just poured it over the yogurt. And it was so good I can't stop thinking about it. Flavor wise it really reminded me of the gateau basque I had at svenskt tenn recently which was to die for, so with that in mind I really wanna try mixing the yogurt with some vanilla and cardemum and serve that with the rum blueberries on a slice of sponge cake for like a poor man's version of that dessert

[ecks96]

Vegan chocolate cake

Ingredients

150g dairy-free spread, plus extra for the tins

300ml dairy-free milk, we used oat milk

1 tbsp cider vinegar

300g self-raising flour

200g golden caster sugar

4 tbsp cocoa powder

1 tsp bicarbonate of soda

½ tsp vanilla extract

For the buttercream

100g dairy-free dark chocolate

200g dairy-free spread

400g icing sugar

5 tbsp cocoa powder

1 tbsp dairy-free milk, such as oat milk

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To decorate

handful of fresh, seasonal fruits such as cherries, blackberries or figs

Method

STEP 1: Heat oven to 190C/170C fan/gas 5. Grease the base and sides of 2 x 20cm sandwich tins with dairy-free spread, then line the bases with baking parchment.

STEP 2: Put the dairy-free milk in a jug and add the vinegar – it will split but don’t worry. Put all of the other cake ingredients into a large bowl, pour over the milk mixture and beat well until smooth. Divide the mixture between the prepared tins and bake for 25-30 mins or until a skewer inserted into the middle of the cakes comes out cleanly. Leave to cool in the tins for 10mins then turn out onto wire racks to cool completely.

STEP 3: To make the buttercream, put the chocolate into a heatproof bowl and melt in the microwave, stirring every 30 seconds. Leave the melted chocolate to cool for 5 minutes. Beat the dairy-free spread and icing sugar together with a wooden spoon then sift in the cocoa powder with a pinch of salt. Pour in the melted chocolate and dairy-free milk and keep mixing until smooth.

STEP 4: Sandwich the two cooled sponges together with half of the buttercream then pile the rest on top and down the sides. Decorate with the fresh fruit.

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#food #chocolate cake #vegan #vegan chocolate cake #chocolate recipes

[nancydrewwouldnever]

there's always that one really delusional chef who thinks they can make risotto in twenty minutes. No, genius, no you can't.// lol I know I can’t but that’s not gonna stop me from trying. One day someone’s going to figure it out

There's probably some microwave trick. Like the sponge cake in 90 seconds.

#ask

[survey--s]

488.

Would you ever work at a movie theater? I mean, if that was the only job I could get, sure. I can’t live off fresh air. Do you have a phone charger in your car? Yeah, there’s a USB thing and I have a cheap cable plugged in. Do you live far from your parents? They live about 20 miles away but it’s about a 40 minute drive as it’s all along windy country lanes. What was the last type of smoothie you drank? I haven’t had a smoothie in ages.

Do you think you have a wide vocabulary? Yes.

Describe your current position: I’m curled up under a blanket on the sofa. Archie is asleep next to me. Have you used a microwave today? Not yet. What is your favorite mobile app? I generally use Instagram, Facebook, Mumsnet and Reddit the most. Have you ever slept through an alarm? No, I’m a really light sleeper though. Do you have lactose intolerance or know anyone who does? I am a bit lactose intolerant but not to the point that I’d give up dairy lol. Can you go see a doctor alone or do you like to take someone with you? I’m happy enough to go on my own. Which household chore do you hate the most? Cleaning the litter trays, sorting the recycling and washing up. Do you like pineapple on pizza? No. Do you like to hold hands? Not really - my palms get all sweaty and then I feel gross lol. Will you sleep alone tonight? No, I’ll sleep with Mike and the dog, the same as every other night. How do you feel right now? Relieved to be done with work for ten days.  What are your plans for tonight? You’re looking at them, lol.  Do you want a tattoo? I have one and I’d happily get more. Have you ever kissed the last person you text messaged? No. Who was the last person you cried in front of? I can’t remember the last time I cried, honestly. Are your eyes the same color as your dad’s? No, his eyes are a really pale blue colour. Have you smoked a cigarette in the past 24 hours? No. Are you the youngest? ...youngest what? What’s your favourite type of cake? Victoria sponge with fresh cream, cheesecake, carrot cake or coffee and walnut. Do you have any life changing plans within the next 6 months? Not so far as I’m aware. When’s the last time you played the board game Clue? I’ve never played it, actually.

#survey #surveys

[poojalate]

Top benefits of using microwave oven at your home

Most kitchens now contain microwave oven because of their convenience, quickness, and adaptability. Meal preparation and cooking might become a hassle due to your hectic lifestyle. However, you may quickly create wholesome meals with a microwave oven. It is a compact device that heats food by producing electromagnetic waves. The primary source of friction in a microwave oven for home is vibration, and friction produces heat that quickly cooks food on all sides in proportion. Customers now have numerous possibilities to use the machinery as a result. Below, you can see the benefits of using a microwave oven at your home:

Preserves nutrients 

A microwave oven is a great machine for keeping food's nutrients fresh. These appliances guarantee that no nutrients are lost when heating meals, which might include a variety of fruits and vegetables. It is usually evident that the traditional cooking process contains many nutrients. However, due to technological advancements, the microwave oven now has clever functions that let you maintain nutritional value when cooking food.

Easy to use

It is optional to possess technical expertise to use a grill microwave. You can easily use this machine because the device is made with simple to use process. The company also includes an instruction handbook on operating a microwave oven. Basic research is necessary for some of the most sophisticated microwave ovens to work. However, anyone can perform this method because it is quite simple.

Easy to clean

Microwave ovens are simple to clean and maintain. All you need is a sponge or a damp cotton rag. After cleaning the oven from the inside, you have finished. Boil the water in the oven bowl with a few drops of lemon juice to remove any food odor, and your oven is now ready for use.

Saves time

The time saved when cooking and preparing meals in a microwave is one of the main advantages. Food cooks far more quickly in a microwave than in a traditional cooker. Meals may be prepared soon, making it the perfect option for people with hectic schedules who need more time to spend hours in the kitchen.

Cook varieties of food 

Everything can be cooked in a microwave. It can include a variety of foods, such as cake, pasta, and popcorn. These devices don't let you down when preparing the ideal dinner for you. These ovens are also useful for defrosting, heating, and reheating food. You can choose the preferred cooking style for each food item because there are multiple cooking modes. The best part about cooking different types of food is that it comes out instantly and serves various purposes.

Fast cooking 

Microwave ovens prepare food far more quickly than traditional methods compared to other kitchen appliances. With its sophisticated functions, which include the ability to create microwaves, you can quickly cook food. Even better, you may use the timer to tell the machine how fast you want the dish made.

Final thoughts

Thus, the above detailed are about the benefits of using a microwave oven at your home. In addition to being affordable, the grill microwave is easy to use, does not burn food, and heats meals more quickly and healthier than other methods.

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