Million Dollar Model

Chapter 13 - Strawberry smoothie

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"Eren, get your fucking finger out of the cake batter!"

Eren looked up, quickly placing his finger in his mouth taking it out with an audible pop. "Don't be so grumpy. Its cake batter, not meat."

Levi rolled his eyes, turning his attention back to his phone. "I don't give a fuck what it is. I don't know where your finger's been. And I don't want to taste it in my food."

"You're making me bake a cake. I think I deserve something special."

Levi had to cover his mouth and bit his lip from saying his thoughts aloud. He was almost about to laugh even.

"You'll get something you little spoiled shit. My foot up your ass." Levi said bitterly, but humorously. It wasn't as serious as Eren thought it would be. But Levi did mean it.

"That sounds a little painful."

"It won't be as painful as-"

"Levi," Mikasa interrupted. She shot a look at Levi, and walked to the sink washing her hands free of the ham she was preparing. "Why don't you butter and season the turkey?"

"Do what?"

"You heard me. You can't seen to keep yourself entertained long enough to prevent yourself from saying such remarks, so I'll give you something to do."

"You don't know what I was gonna say." Levi replied plainly. He slid off the counter stool and walked past Mikasa.

"Yes, but I have the oddest feeling I won't like it. Now get to work."

Thanksgiving was no more than a few hours away and mostly Mikasa and Eren have been working around the kitchen trying to get dinner ready for noon tomorrow. Eren insisted on cooking the meal this year and letting his mom sit down and enjoy it instead of the usual, Carla makes almost everything while Eren acts as a semi-useless assistant.

Levi slid his phone in the back of his pocket, slightly irritated reading the comments online. He simply stared at the uncooked, currently unappealing meal. He wasn't the one who usually prepared turkey, much less knew how since Mikasa always did it voluntarily. Levi knew how to prepare ham, that was a simple task for him. But he knew he learned how to properly make turkey.

"Need help?" Eren asked walking up behind Levi. "You're staring at it as if it stole your lunch money. I wouldn't be too surprised if that was true too."

"Real fucking funny, Jaeger-"

"Don't get your panties in a twist, grandpa. Its easy, watch," He gripped Levi's wrist guiding them into the butter and before Levi could retort, his hands slid along the meal, making him cringe at the unwelcoming feel.

"Take the butter and-"

"This is fucking gross..." Levi muttered, taking an unconscious step back.

"Grow the hell up," Eren said teasingly.

"You shut the hell up." The teen finally let Levi's hands go and the shorter male walked to the sink, washing his hand with large amounts of soap with inaudible profanities.

"Levi, do me favor," Mikasa said, pouring cake batter into a glass dish.

"No."

"Run to the store and get me some more vegetables, there isn't enough for everybody."

"Yeah sure, its better than buttering this disgusting bird anyway," Levi said, drying is hands and snatching his keys off the counter. He was careful of Isabel, who was sleeping peacefully near Mikasa.