Cake Face

Chapter 10: Procrastination Cakes

-The picture of the cakes above are the cakes that they made today-
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Lucy's POV:

"Two cakes need to be delivered this afternoon!"

"Shut up! I know! I'm working as fast as I can to make them! This isn't really a fast process you know!"

Never put stuff off until the last minute. Just, don't do it. Because then everything becomes really stressful and you feel like your head is going to explode. If we hadn't put off making those cakes, our shift could have ended an hour ago.

Blake wasn't helping with the constant muttering of how we weren't going to be able to complete the cakes in time. "Blake! Get over here and help me! I can't concentrate when your counting down the minutes until we have to deliver these cakes!"

He sighed. "But I don't want to," he whined. I rolled my eyes and began mixing the ingredients for the second cake. I always found stirring batter such a calming process. Or rolling out the dough for cookies. Or taste testing and letting the thick, creaming frosting drizzle down your throat.

"C'mon, please?"

Blake sighed again and finally got up. He took the he bowl out of my hands and began stirring. The oven rang out, signaling that the first cake was done. I grabbed the oven mitts, shoved them on my hands, and pulled the cake out of the oven.

I almost fainted when the aroma hit me. Working in a bakery meant smelling baked goods every day. And the smell of baking pies, scones, and cookies never got old.

I waved my hands above the cake, trying to cool it off. Blake turned on the fan next to the oven. I wiped off the sweat gathering on my forehead. The only downside of being in a bakery was how easily the sweat could wipe off your makeup. I pulled my hair into a ponytail.

"Oh my God, it is too hot in here." I said as I turned to stand in front of the fan.

"So take off all your clothes."

"What?" I said, turning around to see Blake stifle a laugh.

"Nothing."

I rolled my eyes. This boy.

"Alright! Second cake is mixed! Toss this baby in the oven and we're good to go!" Blake said as he poured the batter into a pan.

"We still have to frost."

He groaned. I bit my lip to keep from smiling.

"Help me frost this cake right here! I need the white and blue frosting tubs. They're on top of the fridge."

Blake grabbed the frosting tubs and tossed them onto the table, causing me to shriek.

"You almost knocked over the cake! Be careful!" I said, shielding the cake with my arms. Blake laughed.

We frosted the first cake and soon completed the second one. Just in time too. Blake ended up getting a phone call from the customer asking where the two cakes were.

"I'll drive them to the house and you clean up the shop so we can go home," Blake said grabbed the two cake boxes and walking out to his car. I nodded and waved goodbye to him.

I let out an exasperated sigh when I went back to the kitchen to clean up. Honestly, baking was fun but cleaning up was always torture. Especially when you were in a rush to make orders. Flour just seemed to fly more and ovens always seemed to be dripping with more excess batter.

I soon finished cleaning up the kitchen before locking up the shop when I got a phone call from Eve.

"Heyo! Miss you little sis! How are you Luce?"

I grinned. I always loved getting phone calls from Eve. They were never boring. "I'm fine. Just finished cleaning up shop actually."

"You're working on a Saturday?! You're crazy!"

I laughed. "We put off an order until the last minute. Otherwise I would be sleeping right now."

She laughed. "Hey so I just won two tickets to a carnival and I thought maybe you and Blake would like to go. I'm not really into carnivals that much. The food there is terrible."

I bit my lip. I had bad memories of carnivals. Once, when I was six, I went on a roller coaster for the first time and it got stuck at the top of it's tallest climb for thirty minutes. I remember crying until a fire truck came to get us down.

"I don't know Eve. You know I don't like carnivals very much either."

"Oh hush, you'll be fine. Besides, your boyfriend will be with you to protect you anyway."

My cheeks flamed red. "Shut up."

She laughed. "I'll leave them on the counter at home for you guys in case you changed your mind. They're all-day tickets for tomorrow so you better decide quickly. Anyway, I got to go. My new room mate Isha seems to have gotten stuck in her new dress she's trying on for a party we're going to."

I said goodbye and hung up the phone. I stared at my polka dot sneakers and sighed. I guess going to a carnival is better than staying at home all day.
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Hello! Currently in Las Vegas! This chapter took forever to make because I have a huge problem with procrastination (look it up if you don't know) and so I had to write it all today! But anyway, make sure you comment, rate, and vote on this chapter! Thank you!

-Cake ♡