"Are you sure you want to do this?" Kyle asked, swinging his arms at his sides. "I'm not corroborating this, and you know that."
"I figured, but I'm still doing it. I'm going to make some sick cupcakes," Eric replied smoothly.
"You're so ambiguous," Kyle sighed. "I know what you're trying to do. I also know me telling you what's right isn't going to change your mind. Your so apathetic that you would tune me out anyway if I even tried."
"What were you sayin'?"
Kyle gave an annoyed grunt, "Just... don't involve me in this. I'm so mean for not doing anything about this, aren't I?"
Kyle walked away, feeling conflicted with himself. Eric, feeling slightly sad that he would not have help with his plan, continued on to his home.
After Eric made the cupcake batter, he tasted a lick... and immediately spit it out. He was a novice baker, but he was sure a toddler could make a better box-mix batter. An avid purple showed through the batter. He just had to follow the concise instructions, after all. He added more melted butter and let it elapse into the mixture. He mixed, wondering why the stubborn and prevalent color would not disappear. Giving a shrug, he poured them into the cupcake wrappers and watched them bake.
(Srry it was short, lazzzzy)
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FanfictionJUST FLUFF! I have to write a story every week for LA (English) and I have to write a story for my quiz too. You get a story at least once every two weeks! Might as well make them about Style! Sometimes it might focus on Kyle or vise versa. This is...
