“Sistah!” The little Toon cried for her counterpart as she ran over to the living room. Shinko was sitting on the couch, flipping through the channels.
“Sistah, sistah! I wan da cookies!” exlaimed Sinko, tugging on Shinko’s arm.
“What do you mean you want cookies?” asked Shinko, frowning in confusion as she looked at the green eyes that stared up at her.
“I wan da raisin bran cookies,” replied the little Toon, giving a single-toothed smile.
“Raisin bran- you mean raisin cookies? Cause, we don’t have any,” replied Shinko.
“We gots ta make ‘em, silly!”
Shinko rolled her eyes. “You really think you can handle baking cookies?”
“You bake da cookies wit me!” Sinko giggled.
With a small sigh, Shinko slowly slid off the couch. “Alright…just follow me. I’ll pull up a recipe and let’s see if we can get all the ingredients we need…”
The pantry indeed had the required foodstuffs. However, it took a bit for Shinko to find them, as everything seemed to be chaotically rearranged. Many of the bottles had toppled over on shelves they weren’t on before, and several bags had fallen neatly onto the floor.
Shinko had just found the raisins when she noticed that one of the bottles had spilled. It kept spilling, far more than non-Toon physics should allow, until the liquid began to take shape.
“Ugh,” groaned the Repairman. “Talk about a wrong turn.”
Siblings-a-Fixin' 