Good Girl Gone Bad? Kinda...

Chapter 8: Meeting the family....again

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Chapter 8

Katherines POV

Ugh, I can't believe he didn't answer the question! Out of anger, I dipped a pickle in nutella and chucked it at his face. It landed with a satisfying smack, and I grinned like an idiot when he gasped in horror. I grabbed another pickle and chucked it at his face again. Smack!

"KATHERINE! I'm gonna get you back for this!" he shouted while lunging at me. I quickly slid aside and booked it into the house. I skidded to a halt in the kitchen and grabbed the sack of flour from the pantry and hid behind the island. Dean quickly followed in with a nutella covered face. He did a 360 in the kitchen and I took my chance. Standing on my tippy toes and flipped the bag over and flour dumped on his head and shoulders. He turned to face me and I burst into a fit of laughter. "HAHAHA- you-you look like Frosty the snowman." I managed to choke out before ketchup went flying all over me. "well you look like you just had a blood feast." he smirked while holding the bottle of ketchup out. "oh it on."

Half an hour later there was ketchup, flower, eggs, ham slices, cookie crumbs and many other things all over the kitchen. We were both covered and I decided I would end this once and for all. I gently pulled out the cake we had inthe fridge and chucked it at him, at the last second he ducked and it slammed into Stacy and the extra bits flew onto my parents face. They were all holding shopping bags and Stavy was wearing a very expensive looking watch. "OH MY EWW!" she screeched while whipping th cake off her face. My parents both had horrified looks as they searched the kitchen. I held back a snicker and Dean snorted, we tried, we really did, but we just started laughing so hard. After awhile we calmed down and we started to apologize. "Why hello Dean." my dad said sternly but I saw a smirk on his lips. "AHEEEEEE!! My kitchen!"screeched my mom. "technically mom, it's Mario's kitchen since he's the chef." Stacy said while shuffling towards Dean. Ugh. "someone get Olga and Mauruce in here." she shouted into the intercom. "you two will go and clean yourselves, I cannot have you going home dirty Dean." my mom said shaking her head. "even after you clean yourself I can make you dirty again..." my sister purred. To my schlock he had a horrified look oh his face and took a step back. "hush Stacy." my dad said sternly before pointing to me and Dean To go upstairs.

We were both laughing our butts off as I showed him to the extra showers. Back in my room I stripped off my clothes and was slowly peeling my bra off right when my door slammed open. "AH!" I screamed while grabbing a pillow to cover myself. "hey do you have towe-" he said and stop when Hesse why I was wearing. "oops... Sorry." he blushed while I grabbed a towel, gave it to him

And shoved him out my room.