babies making booze

She agreed to call him Indy and the young boy smiled softly as his tail continued to wag. He wasn’t sure what kind of nickname he might have for her, she didn’t seem opposed but she didn’t say anything for a shortening either. Indy didn’t often make hasty decisions anyway, so he decided to think about it.

”I think so.” He lowered his ears, showing his lack of confidence in his ability. He was a good listener though and retained the knowledge even if he was cautious about his recollecting. He moved over to the biggest receptacle, which was empty at that moment. ”I’ve never done it before.” Indy confessed, ”But I guess it’s easy?” He rolled the large jar closer to the supplies. ”Uh, honey first. Then fill the rest with water, and add the yeast.” He nodded to himself. ”I’m not sure how to seal the jar though.” Then they waited.