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"No because you aren't in the school." he grinned mischievously. "I eat fine. Just because you doesn't like it doesn't mean it isn't healthy. Besides I eat cafeteria food, bleh, and eat out occasionally too." he reassured her. "Don't worry mum." the last bit was added with another teasing grin. Ok he like Xiu, liked her a lot more when she wasn't prying but he decided he liked her a lot.

Andrew wasn't sure he minded the taste of the powdery stuff but it would be hard to eat that way he would admit. He watched her stir things together as it became liquidy and gross. But he had seen it before... he did know that once in the oven it would dry out.

"I like sweets, coffee flavors, some chocolates, salty stuff like chips and crackers. I eat basically anything dried to the point of edible. Except sea food. I'm not fond of that." he took his ingredients and started to work on his portion... you know he was doing a lot of work here... but she had bought him food. He guessed it was ok. Besides it took his mind off things.

"What do you like? I suspect you don't only eat cake." you know, he honestly didn't know what kind of demon she was yet.

She was laughing. Good. He prefered her smiling. Even if she was being weird and trying to be his mom. "I am."

"I wouldn't know what tea tasted like. " he wouldn't. for some reason he had a strange aversion to the stuff. Probably for the same reason he didn't drink coffee. Though whatever she was making over there looked good. Slighty gooey... but he reached over to try and steal a taste anyway. He was impatient and willing to deal with the suffering of goo for a moment to get deliciousness. "But at least I'm not alone in not liking sea food."

"So you are a dream eater?" huh. Interesting. Though honestly not very helpful. "Do they taste good? What kind of dreams do you like?" still very interesting.

"Oh? You are making tea cakes?" now this was interesting. Heat radiated off his hand and he stuck his finger in his mouth for a moment.

"Mmm not bad..." He knew the frosting wasn't the cake but he certainly didn't mind the flavor. his tail swayed behind him as his shoulders released some tension. He was careful not to flap here... that would kick up unwanted flour in the air.

"Ahhh." So that was where the phrase sweet dreams came from. Made sense to him. He highly suspected she liked the nicer dreams. "I'm sure you could buy them if you wanted." Though if she could see his dreams he wasn't sure he would sale his. "And then get paid to take the nightmares. It would make good business."

Andrew glanced over at the ding. "Do you want me to take those out?" It would save her the work of putting on gloves. Besides he might have plans on sniping one before it left the hot plate. Perfect temperature was perfect.

"I'll have to try your others." he had a feeling he would be visiting her shop often now. He would probably get around to trying everything. He could do a little verbal advertising on the side considering; maybe add her shop's flier to anything he did. That might work.

"Fair enough. But you know if your current business ever falls through or you need extra cash it is always an option." he could help. He could probably do a good job giving out those nightmares too. Zombie business would be high.

Andrew turned and pulled the treats out of the oven setting them down on a pot holder. And then stole one of the treats right off the still steaming pan, testing it out. Only to make a face. "It tastes weird..." Andrew may just not be a fan of earl Grey, or maybe it was the ingredients, he couldn't tell. Maybe he should have waited till the cream was put on too. Still he took another bite, holding what would be too hot for any regular creeper to grab.

Xiu gave him the look. He knew that look. He knew it well. But she was ineffective at it. He had been hit by that look from a much more experienced mother. But perhaps she was right and it needed frosting. But that mean waiting. And when she mentioned melty the look on his face confirmed her suspensions.

"But I don't like waiting." What was the point if they weren't hot? His tail swayed as he pouted at her. Down right pouted. He might have been in the 3rd year but Andrew was at heart still a scareling who wanted hot cupcakes. And might not have planned on waiting even if he was told too.

"I do like chocolate and raspberry." and they were delicious straight from the oven. Andrew continued to munch on what he had. Even if it tasted weird.

It would too.... she great misunderstood his inpatients. Food was something he hated waiting for. He did however take the whipped cream frosting and lick it before nibbling another bite. "Ok this is better." he could combine them in his mouth and proceeded to do so until it was gone, and the stuff on the spoon was a warm sticky mess. It dripped down towards his hand and he tipped it over. Yes the hot muffin would have created a melty mess but leaving things like spoons in Andrew's hands too long also created problems as the cream dripped onto the table.

"It melted..." he complained, after she got the treats into the fridge. He thought it was weird that she was putting them into there. He might have a problem. Baking might just not be for him. He watched the icing slowly slide off his spoon and onto the table with a helpless look on his face.

Andrew released the spoon. It was merely warm not hot.

"Ewww sweat. No that's gross." he made a face and took a step away from her instinctively. "No no sweat. Which is still really gross. However, I do sense heat. I've never actually gotten overheated though." he brought his tail up a bit. "I could in theory if my fire goes out..." he supposed that as a safety measure someone should know, though she might already know about Danny. "Basically my fire is what regulates my body temperature. The hotter I am internally the more it grows. The cooler... the more it dims. If it's out though... I have heard it sends our bodies haywire. We will either over heat, or in cases of extreme cold, never warm back up again. We can recover... but I have never tested the theory nor do I ever want to." he was suddenly wearing the world's grumpiest face. He remembered those nightmares from a while ago where Danny an his mother were drowned zombie monsters and trying to drag him under water. Not pleasant. "It usually knocks us out and if we don't recover... we either dissipate or worst. Let's just say I'd rather dissipate."

Spontaneously he pulled out his phone and tapped out a message.

Text to Danny:


He glanced at it, squinted and then tapped out another quick one, just to be sure.

Text to Danny:


Satisfied he put the phone in his pocket to await the text back. Hopefully he got one because if not he was swinging by someone's house on the way back to the school. Never mind that classes were still in session for the day. Making sure his cousin was alive once in a while was a priority today. Never mind that he just saw her not that long ago.

Rather than work on something while he was talking, Xiu focused all her attention on him. She had been the one to ask, after all, and honestly...this sounded like something that was important to know. Xiu had not, in fact, realized how fire demons regulated their heat with their fires, though she had at least had the general idea of "fire tail being put out equals bad". Her lips twisted into a grimace when he mentioned dissipation..."or worse".

While Andrew had suddenly pulled his phone out and started texted, Xiu closed her eyes in thought to herself. "Sorry for this potentially dumb question," she said slowly, folding her arms over her chest, "But say that your tail did go out and you were knocked out. If someone has an outside source of fire--I don't know, a torch or something--would it be possible to help relight your flame?"

She needed to know just in case. She didn't even want to consider the possibility of either of her fire demon friends' tails going out, but it was information that she felt she needed to know. Xiu may have taken first aid at school, but it had just been basic stuff and never explained situations for individual species.