"No there's too much flour!" She screamed, and he laughed, pouring more in. "Lucas Hemmings, get out of my kitchen." She yelled, and he shakes his head, stirring in the flour.
"Man, these cookies are going to be delicious." He said, and she shook her her.
"No, babe, the cookie to flour ratio right now is like one to seven." She said, and he grinned.
"That's okay, it will make them even better."
"No, it will make them taste like flour. Literally all flour, no cookie."
"Well, how do we fix that?" He asked, and she rubbed her temples.
"Well, we can start by adding like six times the amount of what we already added, but for that we will need a much bigger bowl. Or, we can throw these away and go buy some. We need to go to the store anyways, because you just used my whole bag of flour on one batch of cookies."
"I like that idea." He said, wiping his hands on his, fortunately, white shirt.
That was the day Luke Hemmings tried to help her make cookies.
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55 Days with Luke Hemmings
Fanfic"Where am I supposed to start? Wow. I love you. I love you so much that it hurts. Okay, maybe that's the cancer."
