sonoftheatom:

Dinadan's baking when it happens. Muffins this time, in bulk, since they're nice to have around for easy breakfasts, and they've only got a few left from the last batch in the the freezer. He's (naturally) had a few mishaps, but he's not expecting anyone to come by today, so it doesn't matter that he has flour in his hair.

He looks up from the half-filled muffin tin when he hears someone at the door, brows furrowing in confusion. See: not expecting guests today. But he heads for the door, in case it's a package delivery, or someone his dad forgot to mention was coming by, or someone in need of help or a cup of sugar or homework clarification, or to tell him that there'd been a horrible accident at the school and his dad was dead, or--

Dinadan peeks through the peephole to see who's on his stoop today.