"I swear to God Johnny! If you lay your hands on these cookies I'm going to throw you out of my kitchen! They are not for you!", (Y/N) screamed as she took another batch of cookies out of the offen.
She invited Johnny over to help her bake cookies for an up coming event she was supposed to bring something to. As every normal human being her first thought was to bake cookies. This however appeared to not be so easy when you have a man-child standing next to you in your kitchen.
"You could never!", he argued back and made his way over to the fresh and hot cookies to steal another one.
"Watch me, you insufferabke cookie Monster!", this was it. There he stood. Completely covered in flour and dough, the kitchen behind him looked like the sceenery of an american cooking show and you could barely make out the shape of the timer he set up to know when the cookies were ready.
"This is not fair! You wanted me to help you! I didn't ask to be covered in flour today so I might aswell get my payment for the conditions I have to suffer!", the laughter that came after this sentence was purer than a babys giggle and even Johnny couldn't believe he just made a five-year old out of himself.
"So you think you could bake all these cookies all by yourself? Without eating any? And without the help of an amazing baker like me?!", (Y/N) asked. The sarcasm was dripping off of every word she spoke and of course both of them knew she didn't mean it. But still they had to act along.
"I bet I could. But you know... Since you...", his hand swiftly went into the flour container and took out a fistful of the white powder,"callenged me... I feel quite attacked. So I think I might have to attack you back."
There went the flour. Straight to her face. This little....-! He did not just...-! He started a war! Oh how he would regret this.
In a matter of minutes everything was white. Their hair, the floor and they even managed to get flour on top of the lamp in the kitchen. If you didn't know them you could've thought that toodlers had the time if their lives in there.An hour later the kitchen still looked like a mess, not even half the cookies were ready and (Y/N) and Johnny sat on the floor giggling away about some joke one of them told.
"You know what? Fuck these cookies. I'm gonna buy some in a store. I'm going to take a shower. And you better get the flour out of your hair, mister. Otherwise the media might think you're old now.",(Y/N) laughed as she got up and walked into her bathroom, leaving footprints all over the place.
Chuckling Johnny sat up aswell and brushed his fingers through his hair. Grabbing a few cookies he went out and made sure he didn't look like a snow man anymore. Would be embarassing if someone knew what went down in (Y/N)s kitchen, wouldn't it?
So uhm... Yeah there goes that. I know it's not really great and I know it's really short but I just wanted to write this down and... Yeah.
I also just wanted to say that I am taking requests. I get it if you don't have any or don't want me to write them or something... I just wanted to say that.
I'll be off then 👋🏻
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FanfictionThe title says it all Not taking requests I obviously am not Johnny and don't own him or any of his work... Or other people that might be mentioned in this book. Don't sue me😂 So I kinda found out I'm not good at this so uhm... I kinda just stopped...