as a child, Prompto once asked if he could bake a cake for Noctis tomorrow (on his best friend’s birthday) but since Cor never made a cake in his life (he took cooking classes for meals! classes for bread! classes for pastries! fOR THE LOVE OF LUCIS HOW DID HE FORGET ABOUT CAKES) so he stayed up all night, sitting in front of the laptop Prompto convinced him to get & showed him the bare basics, watching cake making videos on Moogletube he thought Prom woke up at night until he saw the sun up

moonraccoon-exe:

[From papa Cor cooks for Prommy]

*SCREECHING*

Y   E   S 

YES TO THIS ENTIRE SCENARIO 

Prompto took the “mom I need a (X) for tomorrow” to a whole new level, ahahahahah! 

。゚(TヮT)゚。

There’s kids that need a pen for tomorrow. There’s kids that need an USB for tomorrow’s class and it’s 11 pm. There’s kids that need a new notebook.

Then there’s Prompto who NEEDS A HOMEMADE CAKE. 

。゚(TヮT)゚。

Well he doesn’t NEED it, but…well, we know our dear Cor. Not really knowing the meaning of the word ‘Limits’. There’s NONE to him, he either goes GIANT or NOWHERE AT ALL. Son wants to make a homemade cake for his best friend? YOU CAN SURE BET YOUR GODDAMN ASS THAT THEY’RE GOING TO MAKE THAT CAKE, JESUS.

(he took cooking classes for meals! classes for bread! classes for pastries! fOR THE LOVE OF LUCIS HOW DID HE FORGET ABOUT CAKES)

AHAHAHSHSAJDHSADJHFAJHSDHAHAHASHDASHDAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

I LOST MY SHIT AT THAT PART OHMYGOD AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH

。゚(TヮT)゚。

I imagine him FREAKING OUT in cosmical measures, made a paranoid and anxious mess, walking in circles and pulling what little hair he has out like

“I took classes for meals! I took classes for BREAD! I took classes for PASTRIES!”  *grabbing Clarus by the shirt*  “CLARUS I TOOK FUCKING CLASSES FOR CUPCAKES, HOW DID I FORGET ABOUT CAKES”  *shakili sobbing* “CLARUS HOW DID I FORGET ABOUT CAKES, CAKES ARE ESSENTIAL, CLARUS THERE IS A CAKE FOR LITERALLY A DAY EVERY YEAR IN AT LEAST ONE CHILD’S STUPID BIRTHDAY, HOW DID I FORGET ABOUT STUPID FUCKING GODDAMN CAKES!?!?!?” 

I am not sure if Cor is taking the Drama Queen crown to a new cosmical level or if he’s just having a stress breakdown

。゚(TヮT)゚。

THIS SCENARIO IS SUPER SWEET, THOUGH.

1. Prommy teaching Cor the basics to Moogletub, did I understand that? BECAUSE THAT’S SO SWEET, awkward “technology confuses me and I’m just thirty-two” Cor is STUPIDLY, INCREDIBLY, MEGA ADORABLE.   Tiny seven year old Prommy teaching Cor to use Moogletub in the laptop, and then Cor like “Okay, son, you- give me a moment and I’ll handle it in a sec. Alright?” and Prommy thanks him and leave, and Cor puts on videos to guide himself in the kitchen for the cake.

2. Cor actually watching a ka-lot of Moogletube videos to learn to make a cake specifically and solely because his son asked him for a cake :’)   HAS A BETTER AND MORE PURE DAD THAN COR EVER EXISTED ANSWER IS NO COR IS AN ANGEL OF A DAD OKAY, HE BEST DAD HE NEEDS AN AWARD

It’s super sweet, seriously! Cor taking the time and effort and putting all his focus into learning through videos just to make a cake, when he’s entirely clueless on it, just for little Prommy. SO SWEET UGH.

3. He stayed up all night for it? :’3

Honestly it’s hilarious at first, BUT THE FLUFFY IMAGES KEEP COMING TO MY HEAD, AND I’M DYING.

Cor is there at the kitchen, finishing the decoration of the cake and celebrating on his own, when tiny Prom appears at the door. He’s, of course, in his blue and white with yellow chocobo drawings pajamas, rubbing his eye, and staring at Cor in absolute shock.

“Prompto” Cor says in a murmur, surprised. “What are you doing here, my boy? It’s like 11, you should be in bed.”

“11?” Prommy asks, eyes wide. “Dad, it’s not that late. See, it’s seven.”

“Sev-?” Cor started asking because he thought more time had passed? Oh well at least it’s earlier than- wait a minute  “In the morning?”

“Yeah. I have to leave for school in an hour, dad. Did you sleep, papa? You look so tired. Did I keep you awake? :’(”

Somehow, Cor reassured him it wasn’t his fault, did the morning routine, and left Prommy at school. He usually lets him take the bus, but boy is carrying with a birthday cake so better stay safe there. Prommy thanks him like Cor just saved the entire world before leaving for school, BASICALLY ROCKETING HIS WAY INTO IT BECAUSE OMG HE’S SO EXCITED THIS IS THE BEST CAKE THAT HAS EVER EXISTED, NOCT WILL LOVE IT I AM  E C S T A T I C *UNINTELLIGIBLE PROMPTO SCREECHING*

Cor drives away, goes into the Citadel, prepared for work. 

The plan was that Mr. Scientia would pick both Noct and Prommy from school and to the Citadel, and Prompto runs to papa’s office as soon as he’s there because HE HAS TO THANK PAPA AGAIN, NOCT LOVED THE CAKE SO MUCH IT WAS THE BEST CAKE EVER, LOOK I SAVED A PIECE FOR YOU TOO, DAD, HGFDKASDKJLSDF

But as soon as Prommy bursts into his office, it’s like he walks into a wall and he stays there frozen and silent.

Cor, of course, is asleep on his desk. :’)

Prompto’s just 7, but heck does he understand. He knows that Cor stayed up all night just to make the cake, didn’t complain, even attended work without having slept! And honestly WHAT A MAN, I want to be like my dad one day ohmygod he’s so hard working and wants to make me happy and I LOVE HIM SO MUCH ASDJDSFD

So even though Prommy was SUPER EXCITED about hanging and playing with Cor, all that he does is grab a blanket that was around from previous day when Prom insisted he slept there until dad was finished with some papers, climbed onto the desk, and covered Cor with it. It’s not particularly cold, but blankets have the power to scare nightmares away (Cor told him that, so IT’S TRUE, SHUT UP).

“You sleep, papa, I won’t tell the king” Prommy whispers. And then he gives a little kiss to Cor’s head. “Thank you for the cake, papa. You’re the best.”

And that’s how Prommy leaves to play with his friends somewhere else, while Cor sleeps on his desk because he spent the previous night making a cake not for the prince, but for his son so he could gift it to his friend.

PS: the king knows, he just decides to pretend he doesn’t. Don’t tell Prompto :’)

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