make you mad | nkh & abh au

sixteen

"Hey mom," Ally answered the call, dirtying her screen by tapping on it. She put the call on speaker. 

"Hi mija, just wanted to call and check in. How is everything?" her mother asked. 

"Good ma, everything is good. You should've seen, we were a hit on halloween night. Normani decorated the garage really cool looking and everyone who came by loved it," Ally gushed.  Ally continued to mix the batter after adding more flour. 

"I'm glad to hear. We were planning on hosting a barbecue for Thanksgiving, everyone's family is welcome. Dinah and Lauren included," Patricia said. Ally smiled. 

"I'll let them know, ma," Ally said. 

"What are you doing? You sound busy," Patricia said. Ally snorted. 

"I'm baking," Ally said. 

"Oh what are you making?" Patricia asked. Ally rolled her eyes. 

"The Disney churros," Ally said.

"That sounds delicious mija," Patricia praised. 

"Hopefully they turn out good," Ally said. Normani came in through the garage, her nose turning up at the smell of cinnamon. Ally smiled and pointed at her phone when Normani opened her mouth to begin talking. 

"Why don't you make some for the barbecue? And maybe a cake?" Patricia suggested. Ally rolled her eyes again, her mother was always volunteering her baking skills for every gathering. 

"Okay mom," Ally said. Normani mouthed 'barbecue?' to Ally. Ally mouthed 'I'll tell you later' back. Normani nodded and sat at the counter, watching Ally roll the batter into little cylinders.

"Alright I'll leave you to it, don't hurt yourself, te amo," Patricia said. 

"Te amo," Ally said. Ally nodded towards the phone. Normani pressed the end call button. 

"Barbecue?" Normani asked aloud. 

"My mother wants to hold a large family barbecue for Thanksgiving and she said everyone's families are welcome, including Dinah and Lauren's," Ally explained, turning to the oil she had on the stove and putting the batter in to fry. 

"That's cool, I'm sure my mom will be ecstatic to hear," Normani chuckled. Their mothers were practically joined at the hip nowadays, they were always in each other's company. 

"I'm sure she already knows," Ally said, watching the oil pop as she put more mini churros in. 

"That I wouldn't be surprised. Now what did I do to deserve churros?" Normani asked, looking at the food.  

Ally chuckled, "nothing, I got bored of doing work so I wanted to make something. They're the Disneyland churros, by the way."

Normani's eyes widened, "you got the recipe?! How?"

"It's on the internet," Ally shrugged. 

"Wow, that must've took a lot for Disney to release their recipe," Normani said, Ally nodding in agreement. "I'm not complaining though," Normani added.

"How'd the dentist go?" Ally asked. 

"As good as any dentist appointment can go," Normani shrugged.

"I hate the dentist," Ally said. 

"Why?" Normani asked as Ally scooped out the first few churros, rolling them in the bowl of cinnamon. 

"I don't like people poking and prodding and sticking things in my mouth," Ally visually shivered. 

Normani laughed, "but you like my fingers in there."