Sturniolo Triplets One Shots

Baking Day (All)

Nick, Matt, and Chris decided to spend a cozy day indoors, baking cookies. It was a rare day off for all three, and they wanted to do something fun and relaxing together.
"Alright, who's got the recipe?" Chris asked, looking around the kitchen.
Nick waved a piece of paper in the air. "Got it right here! Grandma's famous chocolate chip cookies."
"Perfect," Matt said, tying an apron around his waist. "Let's get started."
They gathered all the ingredients: flour, sugar, butter, eggs, chocolate chips, and a few other essentials. Nick, being the most organized, took charge of reading the recipe aloud while Matt and Chris measured and mixed.
"First, we need to cream the butter and sugar," Nick instructed.
Matt and Chris took turns beating the mixture, laughing as some of the sugar flew out of the bowl.
"Careful, guys! We don't want a sugar-coated kitchen," Nick teased.
"Too late," Chris said, pointing to the counter covered in a fine layer of sugar. They all burst into laughter.
As they added the eggs and vanilla, the mixture started to come together. Matt was in charge of sifting the dry ingredients, and he couldn't resist making a small flour explosion, causing a white cloud to puff up around him.
"Matt!" Nick exclaimed, trying to keep a straight face but failing miserably.
"Sorry, couldn't resist," Matt said, grinning mischievously.
They finally got the dough ready and stirred in the chocolate chips. Chris insisted on tasting the dough, declaring it perfect.
"Now we just need to scoop them onto the baking sheet," Nick said, handing everyone a spoon.
They worked together, placing the dough balls on the sheet. Chris got creative and made a giant cookie in the center of one tray.
"That's going to be the best one," he said confidently.
While the cookies baked, the triplets cleaned up the kitchen, though not without more playful antics. Chris and Matt had a brief spatula duel, and Nick managed to snap a few candid photos of the chaos.
Finally, the timer dinged, and the smell of freshly baked cookies filled the kitchen. They carefully took the trays out, admiring their work.
"Look at that golden perfection," Matt said, eyeing the giant cookie.
They let the cookies cool for a bit before diving in. The first bite was heavenly—warm, gooey, and perfectly sweet.
"Grandma would be proud," Nick said, savoring his cookie.
"Definitely," Chris agreed, his mouth full. "We should do this more often."
They spent the rest of the afternoon enjoying their cookies, chatting, and reminiscing about other fun times they'd had together. The simple act of baking had brought them even closer, and they were grateful for moments like these.
As the sun set and the last of the cookies were devoured, they settled in the living room, content and happy. Nick, Matt, and Chris knew that no matter what adventures awaited them, they always had each other—and that was the sweetest thing of all.