Blue Jay's Flight

Cookie

I got up a bit later that day and went to go grab some lunch from the kitchen. I looked around just now appreciating everything in it. I cooked whenever I could, and that wasn't very often, but I was REALLY good at it! I used to help out at a restaurant next to Cat Woman's apartment. The chef there taught me a lot while the coffee shop next to it helped me bake.

I could now make the best cookies.

I tilted my head to the side and searched the kitchen for these items:

Two eggs
Two cups of flower (add 3/4 if altitude)
3/4 cups of white sugar
3/4 cups of brown sugar
1 teaspoon of baking soda
1 teaspoon of vanilla extract
1 teaspoon of salt
Two cups of chocolate chips

After I had found all of them, I got a teaspoon, measuring cups, and a mixer. I put the dry ingredients into a separate bowl and mixed the other ingredients together. Then, I slowly added the dry ingredients and then the chocolate chips. After that, I preheated the oven to 375 degrees and put the cookie batter on a cookie sheet. I then put the cookies in after the oven was preheated and baked them for 9-12 minutes. (Go ahead and try this recipe! Since I live in high altitude I had to adjust the flour and came up with adding 3/4 more.)

I pulled the first batch out after I cooked a microwave meal and as soon as I opened the oven the scent of chocolate chips wafted into the air. Soon, the whole mountain would be filled with the scent. I started the next batch and went to sit down on the couch until the timer rang again.

Then, M'gann floated in and inhaled deeply through her nose. "That smells amazing!" she exclaimed with a smile. "Who's baking?"

She looked at me and waited for a reaction as I rolled my eyes. "The muffin man decided to come in a few minutes ago and sprayed his cookie cologne all over the place. Who do you think fixed the cookies?"

Her eyes widened. "YOU can bake?"

I smirked and nodded. "I'm just full of surprises."

She pursed her lips. "I'll keep that in mind. Anyways, where did you learn to bake?"

I shrugged. "I kind of figured it out by watching other bakers and a coffee shop owner was really good at baking and she taught me a few things. I've always liked baking and cooking. It's the one thing I'm good at that doesn't hurt anyone else I suppose."

She gave me a concerned look just as a weird guy who was green with gills walked in. "What is that smell? And who are you?" he asked me.

M'gann chuckled. "I forgot! You've never had chocolate chip cookies before!" she said and then turned to me. "Blue Jay, this is Lagoon Boy. Lagoon Boy, this is Blue Jay. Nightwing brought her here, he believes that she can become good, instead of being a...well..."

I rolled my eyes. "Gee, M'gann, way to be all open and honest!" I turned to the green and black striped boy. "I'm a criminal," I said bluntly. "No need to sugar coat it. And, yeah, Nightwing believes that I was just raised by the wrong people. I guess that is kind of true, but still. Anyways, the smell is chocolate chip cookies. You can go ahead and have one if you'd like."

Lagoon Boy starred kind of unsurely at the steaming fresh cookies. He turned to M'gann just as she floated forward and took a bite out of one of my cookies. "Wow!" she exclaimed through a mouthful of cookie. "Dis ish really goodsh!"

The Atlantian boy shrugged, took one, and took a tentative bite. Then, a bigger one, and then the whole thing. "That was amazing!"

I smiled with pride and several other people came in. They all saw the cookies and they all thought it was M'gann. But she insisted that it was all me and everyone looked at me with wide eyes. "What?" I asked. "That it just stereo typing! Yes, bad guys can actually cook! Big whop!"

So, everyone suddenly gathered around and took a cookie. The oven beeped and I flew over everyone to get to them. As soon as I pulled them out, the whole mountain smelt of the delicious cookies.

This kid with green skin and a tail suddenly approached me with two cookies, one in his hand, and one in his tail. "Thanks for the cookies, Jay! They're really good! You're not so bad after all! Nightwing was right. Someone who can make a cookie this good couldn't possibly be evil!"

I blushed and turned away before anyone could see. Alright! I blushed, okay? A lot. I just never let anyone see.

I quickly exited the room and bumped into Nightwing. He caught me before I fell and his hands gripped my wrists. My face flushed even more. He tilted his head and smirked. "You know, you're really cute when you're blushing. I've never seen it on you. It's really quite attractive." God, I might as well have been a friggin' lobster!

He chuckled again and I tried to hide my face. He began to laugh and flutters entered my stomach...

HOLD UP!!! Flutters? What the hell?! Usually I had the urge to give him a sift kick in the ass! What was wrong with me? I tried to push the nervous flights in my stomach, but as his laugh grew, I started to smile a little and I laughed with him.

I abruptly stopped and bit my lip.

He slowly stopped and then smirked a little. "Awww, no more laugh? Too bad. You're adorable when you're happy like that."

He then let go of my wrists and walked away. I was frozen right there with wide eyes and a butterfly filled gut. My lips were pressed tightly together and my fists were clenched at my sides.

And, of course, Superboy walked in while munching on a cookie. "I heard that you made these. They're awesome! You're really cool, Jay."

I turned slightly and Superboy tilted his head as he saw my blushing face. "Wow. With you're shining crystal blue eyes and flushed cheeks, you're really cute..."

My ears were officially on FIRE!

I shot up into the air and sat in a corner near the top of the hollowed out mountain and hid my face in my hands. God, this was so embarrassing! Since when did I! blush? Since when did I like Nightwing? Since when did I like Superboy? Oh, holy hell. Since when did I ever bake for a group of people just 'cause I felt like it? What was happening to me?

I refused to admit it to myself. I refused to admit that I was a good person.