25 Foods #7: Cinnamon
This is me having fun with the multifandom nature of the Secundus universe, as well as paying tribute to a favorite webcomics series of mine, "Girl Genius." Basically, the setting is Mechanicsburg, hometown of the heroine -- and said heroine has a trilobite as her family crest. After seeing the town in person in the comic, it seemed only natural someone would be selling appropriately-shaped cookies. Add into that a desire for Victor and his family to go out and see the world once the kids were of age, and you get this.
“Dad, look! That man’s selling treats!”
“Mum, Dad, can we have a cookie? Please?”
Alice and Victor smiled down at the three eager little faces. “I don’t see why not,” Victor said, tousling Chester’s hair. “You’ve all been good.” He led his family over to the man’s stall. “Entschuldigen Sie, sprechen Sie Englisch?” he asked haltingly, hoping he wasn’t mangling the pronunciation too badly.
The man smiled. “Oh yes, enough,” he replied in a thick German accent.
Victor sighed in relief. “Oh, thank you,” he said. “I’m afraid my German’s worse than it should be.” He looked down at the tray. “Edible trilobites?”
“In honor of the Lady,” the man said, pride shining from every pore. “They come in gingerbread, cinnamon, chocolate chip, or trilobite.”
“. . .Cookies that taste like seafood, or actual trilobites?”
“Just cookies today.”
“I think we’ll pass on that last flavor – unless you want to give it a go,” Victor added to his wife.
“I’ll wait for actual seafood, thank you,” Alice laughed.
“I want a gingerbread please!” Vincent said, standing on tiptoe to try and see the tray.
“Gingerbread too!” Lorina nodded.
“I’ll have a cinnamon please, Dad,” Chester requested.
“Two gingerbread and two cinnamon, then,” Victor nodded. He paid the man and collected his baked goods, and the family went off again happily munching. “I think I like Mechanicsburg,” Lorina said.
“They certainly know how to bake,” Victor agreed, licking his lips. “You don’t suppose we could get the recipe anywhere? Or at least a novelty cookie cutter?”
Alice laughed again. “I swear, you’re more excited about the cookies than about all the Inventions this town has to offer.”
“Well, we can get Inventions at home.”
“Mum, Dad, can we have a cookie? Please?”
Alice and Victor smiled down at the three eager little faces. “I don’t see why not,” Victor said, tousling Chester’s hair. “You’ve all been good.” He led his family over to the man’s stall. “Entschuldigen Sie, sprechen Sie Englisch?” he asked haltingly, hoping he wasn’t mangling the pronunciation too badly.
The man smiled. “Oh yes, enough,” he replied in a thick German accent.
Victor sighed in relief. “Oh, thank you,” he said. “I’m afraid my German’s worse than it should be.” He looked down at the tray. “Edible trilobites?”
“In honor of the Lady,” the man said, pride shining from every pore. “They come in gingerbread, cinnamon, chocolate chip, or trilobite.”
“. . .Cookies that taste like seafood, or actual trilobites?”
“Just cookies today.”
“I think we’ll pass on that last flavor – unless you want to give it a go,” Victor added to his wife.
“I’ll wait for actual seafood, thank you,” Alice laughed.
“I want a gingerbread please!” Vincent said, standing on tiptoe to try and see the tray.
“Gingerbread too!” Lorina nodded.
“I’ll have a cinnamon please, Dad,” Chester requested.
“Two gingerbread and two cinnamon, then,” Victor nodded. He paid the man and collected his baked goods, and the family went off again happily munching. “I think I like Mechanicsburg,” Lorina said.
“They certainly know how to bake,” Victor agreed, licking his lips. “You don’t suppose we could get the recipe anywhere? Or at least a novelty cookie cutter?”
Alice laughed again. “I swear, you’re more excited about the cookies than about all the Inventions this town has to offer.”
“Well, we can get Inventions at home.”