When Video Games Come to Life

(8) When Cooking Goes Wrong

(A/N This was originally going to be a Thanksgiving chapter, but I didn't get around to it soon enough. At all. Enjoy anyway!)

Laura's POV'-'-'

"C'mon, Claire! Time to make the Turkey! This'll be fun..." I don't think this'll turn out good...

"I KNOW HOW TO COOK A TURKEY! LET ME LET ME LET ME!!!" Who was that? That was Ray. I think maybe the fact that he's from a video game proves he doesn't REALLY know how to cook a Turkey, he just wants to.

"Not a chance, but you can help." Claire's right. Wait. Let me say that out loud.

"Claire's right. Sorry, Ray."

"Let's get started. First, lets get the turkey out." Duh, Claire!

"Good idea."

"I know, right?" Was she really serious? Okay, whatever.

"Here, let me have it. We have to, you know... uh... we have to... Putting it in the oven would be cool." Can't make fun of her now, can you Laura? "Put it in the oven, Ray!" Orders like a boss... literally! Because... Bosses give orders.. Hahahoo... Ha... Don't look at me like that!

"Okay, so we have to bake it for... forty minutes."

"We sayin' GLO-E-O, E-O-E-O." Yep. My sense of humor is RAAAANDOMNESS.

"What. Was. That?" Gosh...

"A song..."

"Okay, well... yeah."

"Bet ya didn't see that coming!" Dear Claire; was that necessary? No, I don't think so. ~Love, Laura.

"You have bees in your brain, Claire." (A/N, yes, Warriors joke, you'll probably be seeing a lot of those.)

"Whatever.." I wonder how the turkey's doing..?

"Ray, how's the turkey doing?" ...Ten second wait...

"Doesn't look like it's cooking..."

"Let me see." I scooted him over and notice he's right. Why?..

"Ray... did you turn the oven ..wait for it.. ON?!" ..And..

"Ooohhh... how do you do that?" Wow.

"Ray sometimes forgets the simplest things." Glo said as he turned the oven on.

"Thanks, Glo."

"Anytime." I wonder how Cream is doing? No, don't think about that. We'll visit her when the doctor calls. Not now. Back to.. back to other stuff.

"Laura?" Oh. I had been staring at nothing that whole time...

"Yeeesss?.." I don't even know who asked that.. is that bad?

"The salad's done."

"Yeah, alright." I finally find who that was coming from: Knuckles. Knuckles?! They actually got him to help with COOKING?! Eh, I guess no one's made of stone or anything.

"Okay, great, thanks."

"Hey, Laura?"

"Yeah?"

"Can... can I talk with you for a moment?" Uh oh.. Extra 'Uh oh' for the fact it's with Knuckles...

"Ehh - sure.." So here we are, a private room...

"I... I know we're supposed to not think about it until the doctor calls, but..."- Now I know what the question's going to be about... -"What... why do you always say it's your fault Cream got hurt?" ... "I- I'm sorry. I should have just left it alone. We c-can go now, sorry." He feels bad. Now I do too.

"No, no, it's fine, I just... I made a strategy in my head, about what to do, and I told Tails, and then Cream said she wanted to help, so me and Tails decided she could get the crystal from the Eggbot's head, and, well... the thing is, Tails didn't really decide, I... I did... and so it was my fault... I-... I'm sorry..." He's just staring at me... What's he thinking right now?.. He's moving..! He's... Hugging me? He's.. not mad? "You're not mad?"

"Of course not. You didn't do anything, and I know that." I... can't.. I c-can't believe how understanding he is, it's like...

"Thank you, Knuckles. Thanks..."

"No problem." TURKEY!

"Oh my gosh, the turkey!" It's been over forty minutes! Come on!" I didn't have time to hear what Knuckles said, I was too focused on the house not burning down. "CLAIRE!! CLAAAIIIRREE!"

"WHAT?!"

"THE TURKEY, CLAIRE, THE TURKEY!" When I got down there, nothing was on fire, but the turkey was SUPER burnt. We're going to get so much complaints from the others! "Aaahh, okay, uhmmm... Take it out, and... set it on this!" It's a cutting board. Yes, that's the best I could think of. "Now, DINNER'S READYYYYYY!!!" I hear the stomping feet! "OKAY, TAKE YOUR SEATS!"

"What's that supposed to be?!" Wow, thanks, Amy.

"Eeeghh, would you be mad if I said turkey..?"

"Ewwwwww!"

"Just because it's black on the top...and bottom... doesn't mean it's not a turkey!" Yeah, I know, bad cook, whatever... "Eat up!!" They ate anyway. I actually got a "not bad" from someone! Not sure who, though. Anyway, it's night time, no call from the doctor, and we have to go to bed. "GOOD NIIIIGHHTTT!!!" I didn't even wait to hear who'd reply before running upstairs and jumping in bed. Dreams were just a moment away...

(A/N Yes, another short chapter, unfortunately. I only have so much writing juice! So anyway, hope you enjoyed Knuckles the tough guy getting mushy, and the whole chapter! Until next time, my friends!"
~Dustpaw