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Girl Meets Battle Plan

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"THEY'RE COMING, THEY'RE COMING, THEY'RE COMING, THEY'RE COMING, THEY'RE-" Maya shouted, running throughout the house and scrambling to pick up any messes or fix anything that didn't look quite right.. that is, until her girlfriend stopped her.

"Maya, relax," Riley giggled, "you have nothing to worry about. Your house looks perfectly fine, today will go great, and you look so, very gorgeous. Just as you always do."

If it wasn't for the time she spent making her hair and makeup look just right, Maya would've pounced on Riley right then and there.

That girl is just too sweet.

"Thank you so much, baby. I don't know what I'd ever do without you." Maya smiled, standing on her tippy toes to peck Riley's lips once again, just as she did earlier. Riley wanted more, but she just didn't want to show it.

"So," Riley said, looking at the lock screen of her phone, "we've got half an hour until they get here.. what should we do in that time?"

Maya thought for a moment, until a lightbulb went off in her mind.

"I know! I didn't tell you about this little plan of mine before, but I think you'll definitely love it. Follow me!" Maya said, taking Riley's hand in hers and leading her to the back of the house, to the patio. Maya slid the sliding door to the left to open it, and lead Riley outside.

A table sat in the center of the patio, on the surface held four water guns, next to it had a huge platter of vanilla and chocolate cupcakes, with a variety of frosting and sprinkle colors, four cream pies, bottles of caramel, chocolate syrup, and strawberry syrup, and lastly, a huge chocolate cake.

What could this possibly mean?

Maya lead Riley over to the table. "As you can see," Maya spoke in a British accent, trying to make herself seem professional, "an assortment of goodies are on this table. Now, let me explain to you, my dear, what the four of us will be doing with these goodies." Riley nodded, a grin already making it's way onto her lips.

"The water guns," Maya started, "aren't filled with water, but tons of whipped cream." Maya giggled. "The cupcakes are going to be our grenades, the cream pies are our super-kablamo-explosion bombs, the bottles of flavored topping syrups are our Plan B for the guns, incase we run out of ammo. And finally, the cake." Maya smirked. "This cake isn't just any simple desert. Nope, this baby has six layers, all the way from vanilla to pumpkin spice. In between each layer is a bunch of unwrapped candy. I'm talking gummy bears, nerds, kitkats, hershey bars, peanut butter cups, all of them. This cake is the grand weapon, and the first person to get to it, gets to smash it over the opposing team's heads."

"Wow," Riley said, "you, Maya Penelope Hart, are a genius."

"I am when I want to be."