Markiplier's Egos Oneshots

Eric Derekson x reader┊!SFW!

ღ Friday ღ

Tonight we were going to have a big dinner outside of the manor. I was getting really excited. For the whole day, I had planned to just help Chefiplier in the kitchen. It wasn't the first time I was helping him, of course.

Chefiplier told me to bake some sweets with Eric. I decided to make some cupcakes and cookies. I wore my white apron and washed my hands before baking. Eric did the same as I did.

"I... I have some recipes that I looked on the internet for us to use, Y/n!" Eric said happily.

"You don't have to! I have my own recipes. There is also a secret ingredient in there too." I let out a small giggle whilst drying up my hands,

"O... Oh? What is it?" Eric took the paper towel and dried his hands too,

"Take a guess," I said. I went to the cabinet and refrigerator for the ingredients and tools that we were going to use,

"Hmm, is it love?"

"Yes! Pouring all your love into baking is also important. It makes the sweets more meaningful even though meaningful doesn't have a taste." I smiled at him as I started measuring flour on the kitchen scale,

"Oh, I used to bake too. Chefiplier compliments my cookies a lot of time."

"Used to?" I put the flour down on the counter after pouring some of them onto a bowl on the kitchen scale and looked at him confusingly,

"I stopped because I have other activities to do such as reading books. It's really fun," he said. We continued our conversation whilst baking together. We had a really fun time together. 

A few minutes had passed, and I put the last tray of dough cookies into the oven. I closed the oven door. I wiped my hands with a towel. Eric surprised me with some flour on my head. I was shocked of course. I turned around to face him. He was giggling to himself when he looked at me,

"You looked adorable with flour on your head," he commented. I blushed a little,

"Well, I won't be the one with flour on my head for now." I took a hand of flour as I threw it at him. Eric took off his glasses and put them on the counter,

"I need to take off my glasses before the war."

"War, you say?" I took another hand of flour. He took some flour too. We both just started throwing flour at each other, making the kitchen look messier than we thought it would. At least, we had fun with each other. The kitchen was filled with our laughter. We were glad no egos walked inside the kitchen when we had our war.

After our war, we waited a few more minutes for the cookies to bake. Once they were done. We could hear the 'ding' noise came from the oven. We took out the tray out of the oven, the smell of the fresh baked cookies hit our nose and filled the kitchen,

"That smells really good, right Eric?" We were both drooling for the cookies. Eric nodded his head. I smiled and waited till the cookies were warm since they were still hot.

It was a fun baking time. Once they were warm, we put them on these beautiful plates and brought them to the dining room where the other egos were. Everyone was enjoying our cookies, including me and Eric. Well, especially both of us.

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"WHY'S THE KITCHEN SO MESSY?" Chefiplier yelled from the kitchen. Whoops, we forgot about that one—