DRDT Nonsense-

Pancakes or Bust| 💕

When an asshole of a chemist tries to make pancakes for his matchmaker boyfriend for a small anniversary, things, unfortunately, don't go according to plan, so he has to rely on a hotheaded jockey for help.
BTW this is based on AU so Levi was the Chapter 2 killer. Also, as a new addition, MonoTV gave everyone alarm clocks to annoy everyone.
AN: SHSL= Ultimate =SCL(Super College level)
Ships: CharWhit (Charles/Whit) Implied Acevi (Ace/Levi)
Platonic Ships: CharAce (Charles & Ace)

The alarm blared at exactly 7:00 a.m. Charles Cuevas, the Super College Level Chemist, slammed down on the snooze button and got out of bed. He made his bed, put his shirt and pants on (yes, he sleeps with boxer shorts on only), put his lab coat, gloves, goggles, and tie on. He grabbed a small comb under his pillow and quickly combed his hair. After all this, he slowly left his room, as he did not want to wake anyone up. He slowly walked to the kitchen and grabbed everything he needed to make pancakes. 'Eggs, Check. Milk, Check. Water, Check. Ace Markey is on the countertop. Check. Pancakes mix, ch-wait' He thought to himself before staring at Ace, bewildered.

"A-Ace?! What are you doing awake at this time?!" He asked, deluded that the redhead was awake. "Ugh, I couldn't sleep. OK? I was bored, so I decided to come to the kitchen." Ace explained as Charles sighed. "Fine, just don't be a nuisance. Alright?" Charles said it in a half-joking manner. Ace chuckled and nodded in response. So Charles started making pancakes to the best of his ability. And to the best of his ability, it means he didn't crack the eggs correctly into the bowl. Well, he did, but he also put the shells in as well. Ace watched as he saw Charles massacre the beauty of pancakes with a horrified face. He face-palmed at this. Charles continued to pour the water and milk in fine, but when he poured the pancake mix in, it flew out everywhere. It got all over the floor, the countertop, the floor, Charles himself, and Ace. Both Ace and Charles coughed in response. Ace was specifically coughing significantly more and clawing at his eyes in pain.

"GAH!! FUCK, IT'S IN MY FUCKIN' EYES! FUCKIN' SHIITTT!!!" Ace screamed in pain, crying rivers of tears (which is a normal response to anything foreign in someone's eyes.). At the same time, Charles stood there awkwardly, watching, as he didn't have anything in his eyes because of his goggles. After about five minutes, Ace was able to get the pancake mix out of his eyes, and somehow no one woke up.

"Uhm, I apologize, Ace. Sorry," Charles said, scratching the back of his head. Ace, in turn, scoffed and laughed in a more laid-back manner. "Now I see why you don't fuckin' cook. It's fine, I guess." The redhead shrugged and smirked as he helped Charles clean the kitchen up, and with the little pancake mix left, he made the pancake batter. Subsequently, Charles poured the batter into the pan and put it on the stove; this action made Ace chuckle lightly.

"What is so funny to you, Ace?" Charles asked. "Y-Ya idiot." Ace's chuckle morphed into a soft laugh. "Ya smartass of an idiot. You forgot to spray the pan before you put the batter in, and two, turn the damn stove on!" Charles quickly realized the mistakes he had made and blushed heavily. He turned the stove off and covered his face with his hands. 'I'm a fool.' He thought to himself while turning on the stove. The two students sat in awkward silence for a little while until Ace spoke. "

So...uhm..." Ace started, piquing Charles' interest. "You usually don't cook for yourself, so...who are the pancakes for?" Ace eventually muttered softly. "Whit!" Charles stated. "It's been three weeks since we've been friends and a week since we...you know," Charles mumbled, fidgeting with his fingers and blushing a little more. Ace, in response, chuckled lightly.

"That's really sweet and shit of you, I guess. Heh." Ace smirked after saying that. "What about you?" Charles asked. "Did you find anyone to love? Maybe gasp Eden?" The taller purple head teased. Knowing very well that Eden was a lesbian and wasn't interested in men, but not knowing that. "I'M NOT INTO WOMEN, YA JACKASS! HAVE NOT FUCKING REALIZED THIS?!" Ace snapped, quickly recoiling when he realized what he said. "Oh, I get it." Charles nodded. "Alright, that'll be noted for future conversations." He stated this, smiling a little.

"But seriously, though, is there anyone you like?" Charles asked. Ace sighed out loud and covered his face with his hands, mumbling into them, albeit loudly. "I fucing lik-" He was cut off by the smoke alarm blaring and a thick, black pillar of smoke rising from the pan. "FIRE! FUCKING FIRE! FIRE GAAAAAAH-!!!"

Panic ensued. Charles tried to turn the stove off, but the pan was too close to the knob. So then Ace tried to extinguish the fire with water, but the fire just got bigger. Since there were no fire extinguishers, the two Ultimate students stayed calm and had an absolute panic trying to put the fire out. After a while, they somehow managed to put the fire out. Of course, Charles was upset and sighed loudly. "Great, the pancakes are burnt." He mumbled, Ace, rubbing his temples.

"Ugg, this is fucking great." Ace groaned, starting to clean up the mess with Charles. "So, Ace. You were telling me who you like; do you care to continue what you were saying?" Charles asked Ace. "Hell nah. Something will cut me off." "Please? I'd like to hear." "Fine, I liked Levi. There, happy?" Ace grumbled as Charles just stood there awkwardly while cleaning up the mess. "So that's why you were so quiet after the tr-...oh." The room got a little tenser as Ace teared up just a bit.

"I... I hate this fucking killing game. It's like the world is trying its best to make me suffer."He paused. "Ah, well, it's doing a fucking good job, isn't it?" He trailed off, sniffling a little. "God damn it, I shouldn't cry... only wussies cry." He choked, but Charles grabbed his shoulders and stared at him with his piercing amber eyes. "Look. You're pretty damn strong to cry. People are afraid of crying, but you are brave enough to do that. Crying is normal." The purple-headed chemist stated, sounding damn serious. "Heh, whatever. T-thanks man." Ace smiled a little, finishing cleaning up the mess with Charles.

"Well, now what?" Ace asked. "We have frozen waffles in the fridge, I think. I can plot those in the microwave. It's as good as I'll get." He sighed as Ace chuckled a little.

"Rise and shine, everyone; it is 8 a.m."

Whit Young walked down the hallway happily, arriving at the cafeteria earlier than most. Sitting down next to Charles and happily eating the waffles he "made" for him. "Thanks, Charles, these taste really good!" He gleamed, eating them happily. "You're welcome," He said, cupping Whit's face. Happy anniversary." He whispered, gently kissing Whit. 

♥ The end

Bonus!
Charles: Thanks for helpin' me out, Ace.
Ace: No problem!
Charles: Do you want something in exchange?
Ace: Well I-
Charles: I can't get you out of here.
Ace: Aww damn it-