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You Cook Together

You Cook Together

Ross:   "Whatcha making?" Ross sits on the counter next to the stove, watching you make a stir-fry on the frying pan. "A stir-fry," you say, turning your head to look at your boyfriend. "Can I help you?" "Sure," you smile. "Could you grab the soya sauce from the top shelf?" "Oh, because you can't reach it?" He teases you, and you playfully glare at him, as he chuckles and gets it down for you.

Riker:   You stand in the kitchen, mixing the cookie dough in a bowl, when you feel two arms wrap themselves around your waist from behind. "You making cookies?" Riker asks you, resting his chin on your shoulder. "Yeah," you smile. "Wanna help?" He nods eagerly, standing beside you in an instant, waiting for your next command. "Alright, Chef Riker," you giggle at your name for your boyfriend, making him smile. "You'll need to mix the flour in." He gets right to work, but when you weren't  paying attention, he flicked a bit of flour at you. You gasp, but flick some back. "Oh goodness," you laugh. "We're covered." Riker laughs, finishing for you. "Let's go get cleaned up."

Rocky:   "ROCKY!" You exclaim after your boyfriend had thrown some of the batter at you. "What?" He smiles innocently, but he couldn't help but smirk. "Oh, it's on!" You say, throwing some at him, and it turns into a full-out batter war. You both were laughing by the end.

Ellington:   "No, no, no," Ellington stops you. "What now?" You groan. This was the third time he had stopped you from adding an ingredient to the bowl. "I'm just teaching my young grasshopper the right way to bake." He grins down at you. You roll your eyes playfully, but smile nonetheless, letting him guide his 'young grasshopper' through the recipe.

Ryland:   "I think the cake should be in a shape of a football!" Ryland exclaims like a small child, making you smile. "Okay," you say. "You wanna help me bake it," you pause. "But with no monkey business, right?" He nods. "Yeah, no monkey business." You both get to work on it; you do the preparing, letting Ry do the mixing, then you both pour the batter into the football shaped pan, sliding it into the oven. "There," you smile. "Now all we have to do is wait." "What?! You never told me anything about waiting!" Ry exclaims, making you laugh.

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A/N: Hi hi!

So today at school, this guy in my science class came up to me and was all like "You're too ugly to date Ross. You'd never have a chance." And I was like "maybe you're just jealous. And maybe go look in a mirror." Then I walked away, because I know that I shouldn't let the haters get to me. And I won't anymore. I was also thinking about what all of you had said on that one author's note where I was telling about my guy friend saying i would t have a chance. Those comments made my day when I first read them, and they still do. You guys are the greatest people on the planet. And I love you all. ♡

It's pretty late where I am, so I'll update tomorrow! :)

Love you all,

~Ash xoxo