supermega imagines

cookin with ryan

today you were going to be featured in a supermega video for the first time. you had been friends with matt and ryan for a while now and they asked if you wanted to be in one of their infamous cooking videos.

you had seen some of those videos and the sheer pain they brought on everyone around them. obviously you were excited to participate.

you went over to ryan's place, where he and matt were. when you got there, you walked in and were greeted by lego. you pet the dog for a little bit and then the guys were there to greet you as well.

"ready to make some fine fucking cuisine?" ryan asked, looking excited.

matt groaned, "cant wait to eat whatever shit you guys make. i'm sure it'll be good."

"is there a theme that we're going for?" you asked, so that you could start thinking of good ideas.

"it's a surprise so matt, get the fuck out of here." ryan said, smiling mischievously at you.

once matt left, ryan began to explain.

"alright so the theme is...a night in italy!"

"italian food! oh my god we can make some god awful pasta as the main course." you excitedly said.

"and for desert we could have cannolis with ez cheese instead of cream." he said, laughing almost evilly.

"for the appetizer...salad? with questionable toppings?" this suggestion got an excited nod from ryan.

"alright, so we'll go to the store now, and once we get back we can call jackson for backup in the kitchen."

*AT the store*

once you two entered the store, you looked at each other excitedly. you took the camera and started filming for the video.

"hey fuckfaces, today me and (y/n) are going to prepare some italian cuisine for our favorite little boy matthew," ryan introduced the premise to the camera.

you guys went through the store and got your ingredients.

"oh my god ryan," you held up a container of mayonnaise. "a-for the a-cannolis" you said in a fake italian accent.

"shut the fuck up and put it in the cart." ryan said, completely straight faced.

after many "SIR-" bits and visual gags you guys left the store with your arsenal. on the way back to ryan's you called jackson and asked him to come over to help cook.

once you got to your destination you all began cooking.

you were the cameraman for jackson and ryan mostly, but occasionally you guys would rotate who held the camera.

the salad was made normally except for the toppings. you and ryan laughed as you sprinkled crushed peppers over it. you also poured apple cider vinegar all over the lettuce. you topped the salad with whipped cream, ez cheese, and cherries.

as you boiled the pasta you were going to give matt, ryan was making some disgusting sauce made of cottage cheese, tuna, pizza sauce, and vanilla extract. just the smell of ryan's secret sauce was eye watering.

jackson artfully crafted the cannoli shells while you and ryan made the cream. it was mayonnaise, mustard, olives, and garlic powder.

you three assembled your dishes and looked at them proudly. matt was gonna love it.

you three took turns placing the dishes in front of matt. the combined smells of everything were disgusting.

matt choked down the food somehow as the rest of you bowled with laughter.

matt and ryan filmed a send off for the end of the video and turned off the camera.

"i fucking hate you guys," matt said, while smiling and laughing.

"matt don't hurt my feelings like this, we all slaved away over this food," you said along with a guttural, and obviously fake, cry.

"good job matt now she's crying, do you feel good about yourself matthew?" jackson accused him while laughing.

you four hung out for the rest of the night and joked around while playing super mario party. which may have been a bad idea as it only made matt angrier when he lost.