Barbie Transformation

Choose.

I let him make me smile and laugh like nobody has been able to, not even Zero for that matter. 

"Hunter, I'm so cold." I shiver, my teeth chatter violently and my body shakes like there's an inverse earthquake happening inside of me. He quickly takes his jumper off and gives it to me, "Here, put this on." 

And even if his woolen garment is soaked, I take it as a kind gesture and struggle to put it on, my clothes weighing down my movements. When I finally have his oversized jumper on, I look up at him with a smile. His expression is thoughtful, gazing at me adoringly. 

He wraps me in a protective hug, trying to shield me from the rain as I rest my cheek against his chest, "How about we go do something fun?" He suggests.

 I sigh happily and nuzzle myself further against his covered chest as I ask, "Like what?"

"Lets go to the Wafflehouse!" He grins, and starts swaying left and right, whilst still wrapping me in a hug.

"In these wet clothes?" I ask in horror and Hunter shrugs, "Why not?"

"Um, okay." I agree and begrudgingly pull away from the embrace, "But... This isn't a date or anything, right? Just as friends?" I verify and Hunter nods enthusiastically, giving me a forced fake smile, "Of course."

I speculate him curiously as I shrug, "Okay then..."

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"No! That's way too much! Stop it!" I laugh as I attempt to push the Maple syrup away from our plate of waffles. He stops pouring it and pouts, "It’s not enough..."

"Hunter, you might as well have eaten the entire bottle," I state as I stare at our maple syrup drenched waffles in bewilderment. 

"That’s actually not a bad idea." He shrugs and tips his head back as he waits for the syrup to pour from the bottle into his mouth. I gape and look around the Wafflehouse, hoping no ones looking at us.

"Hunter!" I growl, failing to hide my smile, "They're going to kick us out!"

Hunter laughs, "For eating our waffles that I paid for?"

"No, for over consuming their maple syrup and chocolate sauce. I'm pretty sure there's a limit to how much we can use. And besides, if you add anything else to our waffles, you're going to get fat." I grin at him whilst shaking my head in a playful disapproval.

He shakes his head and mutters, “I have a high metabolism,” and begins to pour the syrup into his mouth. I cheekily smile and push the bottle away from his mouth and squeeze it harder so the syrup squirts all over his face. He gasps and then groans, "Emmerson!"

I burst out laughing, stifling it by covering my hands over my permanent grin. When he faces me and I see gold, sticky liquid slowly dripping down his face, I cant help but crack up all over again.

He scowls, but I know he's only kidding because I notice a mischievous glint in his eyes and small smile tugging at his lips. 

"Pass me the M&M's please." He requests after removing the sticky sauce with a napkin and some water from his glass. 

I sigh but hand the little tub of chocolaty goods to him. I love the Wafflehouse, we always get such nice things to put on our waffles. M&M's, ice-cream, chocolate sauce, maple syrup, cherries, sprinkles and a large variation of everything including sweets and chocolate.

"Open your mouth," Hunter instructs, holding an M&M in his hand, preparing to aim. I follow instructions and open my mouth wide. Before I can react, Hunter's thrown an entire handful of M&M's at my face. I gasp in shock and look at him in horror, noticing that the tub of M&M's is now empty. He just chucked all of them at my face!