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Baking gone wrong - wither husbands

So if you have read these past few stories you may have noticed that I have that same writing style. I always start with a 3rd person pov. This is because I like to do that and I (Lydia) am the person writing everything. Ashley is there and tells me what to do. She is not the master mind behind the stories. That's me. She's just there when I need her (which is the romantic stuff) and tells me what exactly to write.

Also this is the exact reason why I didn't upload another "hiding" chapter in so long. I need Ashley's help.

Enough talking let's get into the story:

3rd person pov (never said I'm gonna stop):

If you heard 2 rulers screaming and laughing from the kitchen, you didn't need to worry. Because the king of mythland and the king of the grimlands, Decided they wanted to bake a cake in the kitchen of the mythlands.

But they wanted to do it with a twist...

Fwhips pov:

"Are you sure you want to do it this way?" Sausage asked me unsure. He stood next to the kitchen island and just looked at me.

"Yep" I answered reaching for the mixing pot. I put it on the island. I then tried reaching for the flour. "100%" I added

I tried stretching to get to the ingredient. It didn't help. I was to short. "Ugh" I said in annoyance.

I heard a chuckle from sausage and then someone standing behind me.

I was pressed against the counter and sausages chest. He just took the flour and gave it to me.

"You're Short" he smiled at me.

"Am not" I told him back, putting my hand into the flour and hitting him in the face with it.

"Well that's just mean." He then went on asking me about the recipe.

"Look we won't need this book" I said throwing the cooking book somewhere behind me. He stared at me and laughed.

"How many times did you bake this cake, babe?" He asked me.

"Often enough to know how to bake it without a Book." I told him with sass. I also smiled at him. I love that nickname.

"Fine what else do we need chef ?" My boyfriend asked me

I laughed and started listing of our main ingredients: "as you know we need flour, two eggs ? Or was that four ? I don't know make that five ! Then we need baking powder, a lot of sugar, some milk, what else do you need in a cake ?"

He stared at me raising one eyebrow, telling me I had no idea what I was doing.

"It'll work out at the end. Trust me!" Let's be honest I didn't seem to be very convincing.

He just nodded and did what I said.

"You sure we need five eggs ?"

"Yep"

"What cake are we even making"

"Chocolate-vanilla. Oh we need the chocolate butter and the vanilla flavour too!" I remembered.

Sausage gave me that look that just said: are you serious?

"How did you forget the most important things ?" Sausage asked, as he reached into a cabinet to get the vanilla flavour.

"I don't know actually" I answered truthfully, while getting the sugar.

We had the mixing bowl In front of us.

"What now ?"

"We crack open the eggs I guess ?"

"You guess ?"