"Okay..." You were looking at the cake box and all the ingredients on the counter. You put your hands on your hips.
"I can do this." You said to yourself. "I can so do this. Alright..." you walked over to the counter and picked up the box and read it.
"Mix ingredients into bowl." You nodded. "I can do that."
You grabbed a bowl and poured the continents in the box into the bowl.
"Okay so next is water? 2 cups? What? Do we have a measuring cup?"
You were trying to bake a cake for Bruno's birthday, the only problem was that you weren't the best cook.
After you cracked a couple of eggs into the bowl you poured in the margarine.
You started to mix everything together.
"I knew I could do this." You say with pride.
You grabbed a pan and poured the cake batter in it.
You walked over to the oven and put it inside. You set it to 350° and closed the oven door.
You sighed to yourself and looked at the box.
"Hmm, 22 minutes is a long time to wait for this to cook..."
You looked at the oven for a little while more and rolled you're eyes.
"What you doing baby?"
You turned around and saw Bruno in his boxers rubbing his eyes.
He scratched at his stomach and yawned.
"Oh no..." You muttered.
Bruno yawned again.
"Come here baby..."
He motioned for you to come to him and you did.
"Bruno you are supposed to be in bed."
"You can't say happy birthday to me?"
"Happy birthday... too you..." You sang lightly.
"Mmm, thank you baby." He kissed your cheek. "What's that in the oven?" He said cocking his eyebrows.
You put your hands on his chest and pushed him back. You shook your head.
"Get out the kitchen." You said pushing him out.
"No." He said removing your hands off his chest. "So what's in the oven baby? You cooking for daddy?" He licked his lips and gave you "that" look.
"Bruno... I'm trying to be a good girlfriend and surprise you." You whined.
"Aww you were making daddy a cake?" He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer.
"Daddy?"
His lips rubbed up against yours. He grabbed your booty and squeezed it.
You gasped and he whispered in your ear.
"That's the cake I want baby." He said to you.
"Oh Bruno...you are so... " You stopped yourself and sniffed. "Oh my god..."
"Oh yeah baby."
"No Bruno not that, the cake! The cake!"
You moved away from Bruno and grabbed the oven mits.
You got the cake out of the oven and sat it on the counter.
"Ohhh.... no...I burned it!"
