Llorumi Oneshots Collection

One Baker and One Disatser.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NINJAGO OR THE CHARACTERS, JUST THE PLOT!

                                    Lloyd's POV

I'd rather eat dirt than admit this but In all honesty, Rumi could cook and bake, but I couldn't to save my life! On this particular day, my sweet tooth just decided to kick in so I went to my sweetheart.

I peaked into the living room to see Rumi watching some Tv. "Rumi?" I ask, peaking around the wall. "Can we make a cake?" I ask while whining. Sure I was around 18 years old, but I can still whine and want sweet things right? I plop down on her lap which somewhat startles her. I bury my face into her neck. "I want cake," I whine again. With this, she sighs.

"You don't even have to get up if you want! I know you are really good at baking and you remember almost all of the instructions. So, I was thinking... can you teach me how to bake a cake?" I question curiously. My green eyes blinking at her. I refuse to do the puppy face while I'm around 18 years old, but I can do one better.

I turn around on her lap, using my legs to wrap around her back and my arms loop around her neck.
I look her in the eye and say two words, "kiss me."

"Wha-" she responds, very confused by my actions.

"Kiss me," I repeat going closer to her. I am happy to say, she is more than happy to oblique. She turns me around and pins me to the couch and takes me into a fiery kiss. Her tongue begs for entrance and I grant it willingly to her.

Her tongue explores the caverns in my mouth. I can't help myself but moan. She always does that to me and she knows I can't resist it. When the kiss ends, we put out foreheads together.

"You know I love it when you moan for me," she responds with a smirk. All I can do is blush.

"Will you tell me how to make a cake now?" I ask hopefully. Rumi thinks about it but then nods.

"I suppose there isn't any harm in trying," she starts.

"Thank you Rumi! I love you!" I blush and kiss her on the cheek as I scurry of into the kitchen, leaving her speechless.
"Alright, what's my first step?" I question, determination filling me every step of the way.

"First, set out the pans you want to use, then you can gather your ingredients," she informs.

I get the pans out of the drawer and set out the ingredients Rumi insists I need. I didn't even know half of the stuff I put out existed! Like who's ever heard of a baking sheet?

"Sorry, sorry, but where's the flour again?" I ask, I think Rumis getting a little annoyed.

"On the top, and the first cabinet you see," she repeats like a parrot. I follow her instructions and I eventually, found the flour! "I FOUND IT!" I yell in happiness. I grab it off the cabinet but it's a lot heavier than I remember. With being a ninja, you'd think I could carry heavy stuff and expect the unexpected, but hey! To be fair, dodging shurikens and making a cake are VERY different.

The flour wobbles and falls off my hands. No, no, no! Just then, all the flour falls on me. I look just like when Cole was a ghost! I looked back at Harumi but she didn't seem to notice yet. "Phew," I sigh in relief.

I look back at the bowl where the contents on me are supposed to go. I looks back at the stick of butter and the sugar I need to add. I reached my hand to eat some until Rumi spoke up.

"Oh, and Lloyd? Make sure you don't eat the sugar! I know you have a sweet tooth, but don't eat it unless you put it in the cake.

I scowl. Sure, again, I am a grown man but hey! You still can't blame me! I pout, if Cole were here, he would probably be eating me already for the contents on me. I add the sugar and the butter to the bowl but it never falls in.

"Wha-?" I think aloud. I look back at my arms to see the gooy butter stuck to my right forearm and the sugar stuck to my hand. I chuckle to myself. This was a disaster. A heck of an experience. Rumi hears the silence and looks backs.

"Llo-" she looks at the mess that I've become. To be honest, I probably do look ridiculous. "Oh Lloyd, you were supposed to bake the cake not become the cake," she says, and soon falls into a laughing fit and I can't help but follow.

I realized one thing today. In this household, there is one baker, and one disaster.