〄 we're just best friends

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FT. JACK DYLAN GRAZER

⇢ WARNINGS: NONE
⇢ SONG: NONE

" we are going to cook, this is my channel, " you stated, semi-annoyed
all three of you guys had been making small remarks for the past few minutes
towards each other.
" on one condition, it is a moist lemon cake." finn said
" omg no, moist cinnamon. " jack protested
" i only have red velvet, and its not moist, with cream, too " you spoke
" we will make it moist " finn demanded.
" yes, add more milk, than requested " jack agreeed

" AND while we listen to cody simpson. " finn explained when we got up and headed
to the kitchen.
jack rolls his eyes, " so dramatic."
finn snapped his head towards jack, " IM DRAMATIC, OK MR.SAVAGE."
" mr.struggle." you scoff
you all arrive in the kitchen, you grab the cake box and cream, as finn tries to set
up the camera, jack poking his side, making finn flinch causing the camera
to go out of focus.
" jack. stop."
" ok mOM. "
" im not a female. "
" a female dog." jack said in response
" stop no swear in video. " you get in between the two
finn grabs the water, eggs, and oil, and jack gets a measuring cup, a bowl, a whisk
and everything else you guys need.
" 3/4 cup oil. " you say dumping the powder into the mixing bowl.
jack cracks the two eggs, but somehow manages to get 4 pieces of eggshell in the bowl,

" jack dylan grazer managed to get, 1,2,3,4 eggshells in the bowl!" finn laughed at jack.
" sthap finn." jack said getting egg in finns shirt.
" fuck you, this is my tame impala shirt." he said as he smeared oil on jacks arm.
jack takes a hand, and scoops a hand full of dried powder and slaps finns back making the powder get in his hair.
" JACK." you said enraged.
" you got powder in my hair, MY HAIR." finn yells and gets the 3/4 cup of oil and chases jack through the kitchen throwing it on him.
" MY KITCHEN." you look at the floor covered in oil, and egg.
" GET OUT. "
they look at each other and smirk, finn throws the last bit of oil on you and jack hugs you, getting powder and oil on you.
you slowly look at them. " you guys are dead." the cream is out warming and you throw it on them both.

" HA FUCK YOU GUYS."
" no swear IN VIDEO." finn said wiping the cream out of his eyes.
you all three looked your floor, then looking at each other laughing,
" ah, we're so fucking stupid." finn slapped his forehead.
" it does smell kinda good though."
" yeah jack, its cake batter."
you all cleaned the kitchen, and it only took about 2 hours, you guys took loads of
snack breaks.

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sorry, i haven't updated :(

but im here and i start school very soon, but hopefully,
i can still find time to update at least one a week.
( august 20th )

<3

-xo

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