Just one call to start it all- a chandler Riggs fanfic

Chapter 26

Continuation from last chapter............

Chandler and I were now in the kitchen laughing about the cake we made which did not turn out right at all

"How did this even happen?" Chandler asked unable to control his laughter

"I have no idea" I said 

"Well that was a bust. You wanna make icecream sundaes?" he asked

"What kind of question is that. Of course I want to make an icecream sundae" I said seriously

"Ok I'll get the icecream you get the toppings" he said

"Got it!"

"And Break!" he said before running to the freezer

I opened the refrigerator and got out the whipped cream,caremel topping and strawberry topping, and chocalate syrup. Then I ran over to the cupboard and got out the sprinkles because you can never go wrong with sprinkles. Once I got them I walk to the island in the middle of the kitchen and set everything down

"Ready?" I asked

"Yep!"

We began grabbing and reaching for things we wanted on our sandaes 

"Done!" Chandler yelled after about thirty seconds

I looked into his bowl and just laughed

"What?" he asked looking offended

"Your bowl looks like icecream throw up"

"Thank you."he said smiling 

I finished off my putting the toppings on and reached for the whipped cream at the same time Chandler did as our hands brushed against each others he looked up and my eyes met his. We stayed like that for a few seconds before I noticed him swiftly grab the whip cream and pull it away from me not breaking eye contact 

"Hey what the heck I was using that" I said when he finally broke eye contact and began putting the whip cream I had first on his sundae

"And now I'm using it"

"Well I was using it first" I said as I put my hands on my hips

"Ok do you want some?"

"Yes please"

"Ok" he said beginning to hand over the whipped cream but before I grabbed it he pushed the top spraying whipped cream all over my shirt

"Chandler!"

"What?"

"Why did you do that?"

"Do what?"

"THIS!"

"OH you mean this" he said as he sprayed the topping again only this time getting it on my face and some in my hair

"STOP IT!" I yelled

"And if I don't" he said taking a bite out of his icecream 

instead of answering I rubbed off some of the excess whipped cream in my hand and ran over to him and rubbed it into his face and hair

"Hey knock it off!" He said through laughs

"How do you like it?" I asked beginning to back away

"Oh its on Burnstein" he said as he grabbed a spoonful of ice cream and threw it at me which I repeated a few seconds after

After about five minutes of throwing ice cream and toppings back and forth we stopped and just looked at each other and laughed 

"You have syrup in your hair" I said to him while laughing