"I am ready, aibou."
"Really? That's so wonderful, mou hitori no boku! I never thought you'd be ready for it so soon!"
"I appreciate your patience, aibou. I know it must have been hard to wait for me, all this time."
"That's all right. I know it can be difficult, admitting that you like it."
An exasperated sigh. "Does it make me a different kind of person?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know... for me to like this... kind of activity."
"Mou hitori no boku, you'll never be a different kind of person to me. You are who you are, you know that. And you know I like it too."
"All right. So... how do we... well, you know, start?"
"You just can't start like this. You have to wear protective gear."
"Gear?"
"Yes! Wait... where is it... oh, right here. See?"
"Aibou! You can't expect me to wear THAT!"
"Shhh! Don't yell like that! Do you want the entire neighbourhood to hear?"
"Ah, eh..."
"Just wear it, mou hitori no boku. You won't like it when you get the stuff all over you."
"Fine."
"Aww... you look so cute!"
"Aibou..."
"Yes yes, I know it's your first time. Sorry, I shouldn't make fun of you..."
"Let us just get on with it."
"Right. Open this, it won't work if we don't put this..."
"Like this?"
"Yes! Neat! Don't use too much - no no no, that's waaaay much, mou hitori no boku! Coat, not cover! You have to wipe away the extra stuff or it'll get way too awkward."
"It is already quite awkward, aibou."
"Not at all, you're doing great! Now you can knead it."
"Knead? Like this?"
"Careful, careful!"
"This is... quite fun, aibou."
"Looking good, looking good..."
"Should I go on like this? Or is it time to use that already?"
"What flavour is this? Cinnamon? Oh, that's good. I love cinnamon!"
"I am glad you like it, aibou. It is one of my favourite flavours as well."
"Put it in there... oh gods, that's way too big!"
"What should I do? It will never fit!"
"Move, move, mou hitori no boku!"
"Go easy on me aibou, I have never done this before..."
"I'm feeling really warm right now, and we aren't finished yet..."
"Let us continue.. where do I put this next?"
"Oh you silly Pharaoh you, you know where to put that!"
"Are you sure?"
"You're blushing like a little girl!"
"I certainly am not!"
"All right, all right... just fill it up."
"All the way to the brim? Are you sure?"
"Yes!"
"This is not too much, is it?"
"More! More!"
"I know you like it, but you are getting a little too much into it, aibou..."
"You want it to feel good too, don't you?"
"Yes, yes, I do... you are right, this feels much better. But now it is entirely stuffed..."
"Stuffed, but smooth. That's how I like it."
"I cannot go any further, aibou."
"That's fine. I'm almost done... here!"
"That is all?"
"That's it. Now all that's left to do, is to put it in the oven. Who knew baking an apple pie together could be this much fun, mou hitori no boku?"