Chapter 27

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Allison's POV

"Mikey?" It's been about a week since Melanie was born, and it has been quite hectic.  I'm constantly trying to help with her, but Izzy yells at me to not.  Today, however, I wanted to have just time for Michael and I.  So, right now, I'm trying to wake him up.

"Not now." He mumbled then turned to face the opposite way.

"But I wanna have fun." I whined.

"What kind of fun?" He asked while turning back to face me, smirking slightly.

"Not that kind of fun, ya nasty." I giggled.

"Then what other kind of fun is there?"

"We could watch a movie and cuddle all day, or we could go out somewhere.  Oh, I know!  How bout we bake something!" I squealed.

"You know I suck at cooking." Michael pouted.

"But that'll make it funnier." I laughed.

"You're mean."

"You love me." I smiled cheekily at him. 

"Yeah, yeah, you're right." He smiled back. 

"I'm always right." I said then crawled out of the bed. Michael groaned but followed me downstairs.

"So what are we making?" He asked while coming behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I was thinking of making brownies because I don't like cupcakes or just cake in general." I shrugged.

"How could you not like cake?!" He asked in shock.

"I don't know, too sweet for my liking." I explained as I began to get the ingredients. Once I got all of them, I began to mix the liquid ingredients together, which included eggs, milk, blah blah blah.  After they were all mixed together thoroughly, I began the dry ingredients. 

"Can you pass me the flour, Mikey?" I asked him.

"Sure." He said with a smirk.  Oh this can't be good.  Michael took a handful of flour and threw it at my face.

"Really?"

"Yes, I had to take my chance and run." He laughed.

"We're turning into one of those stereotypical couples from Tumblr." I laughed as I wiped the flour off my face. 

"True, but we look cuter than those people." Michael said as he kissed my cheek.  

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"The brownies are done!" I called out to Michael who was in the living room.

"It's about time, they took forever." He exaggerated.  Michael then took one of the freshly cooked brownies and took a bite out of it, "These are so good!" He exclaimed, "Wanna try?" He asked me while holding his brownie up to my face.

"Sure." I giggled and took a bite out of his, "Damn I'm a good baker."

"Don't get so full of yourself." Michael laughed at me.

"I'm just stating facts here." I giggled.

"Wanna watch a movie?" He asked me.

"Sure." And for the rest of the day, we watched movies, played video games, and cuddled.

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