"No, it says two cups water and one cup butter!" Bo Dennis shouted as she almost trampled over the light blonde. The brunette barely stopped the woman's hand before it spilled all of the contents of the measuring cup into the large silver bowl, and sighed after the woman pulled her hand away agitatedly.

"Maybe if someone could read fucking instructions," Tamsin said bitterly. She flipped back a strand of her fallen hair, that was pushed tightly into a bun, with the back of her overly whitened palm from the flour.

The bag the flour was housed in had a small hole in the bottom of it, and Tamsin had decided it would be smart, as to not rip the stupid thing, she was going to hold it from the bottom. For fear of the succubus taking over, Tamsin had ignored the material on her hands and continued to try to place in all the ingredients they had.

"You obviously weren't listening," Bo retorted, her arms crossed tightly around her chest. "Whatever, you've got all the stuff you need in there."

"Yeah, yeah, now it's time for the flour and then the actual cake mix." Tamsin pushed the succubus out of the way quickly to get to the fragile bag the flour sat in.

It wasn't every day that Lauren, Bo and Tamsin's loved one separately, had a very important break through in her research. Because of it, she had called Tamsin and told her of the good news, of how excited she was, and that she was wanting to celebrate when she got home. Too bad Lauren had told Bo the same thing, though not wanting to really celebrate with her, but simply friend to friend with possible benefits, and the succubus had driven over to the apartment immediately with the same plan in mind Tamsin had.

Lauren loved cake, though she didn't eat it often, and Tamsin had been wanting to make one of her favorites that evening for when she got home. The valkyrie had timed it accordingly, and knew she would have pulled it out exactly when Lauren walked through the door, but the Barbie next to her was interrupting her plans.

"I got this, you go and keep stirring," Bo said, her high heels clapping against the linoleum flooring as she tried to hurry beside Tamsin.

Both women reached the bag at the exact time, and both started to pull the already fragile and ripping bag in either direction.

"She's going to be walking in that door any minute now," Tamsin said aggressively, "if this cake isn't in that oven by the time she walks in, I'm going to-"

"Oh what," Bo interrupted, "you're going to stare at me to death?"

Tamsin's eyes went wide and she said, "What did you just-"

riiip

Both women, who were caught off guard, stepped back a few steps to get their footing again. It took them a few seconds to actually see what happened as, to their bewilderment, the air between them and above them was filled with white powder. The flour bag they had been fighting over had ripped in half, Tamsin holding one side, Bo the other, and with the valkyrie's last heated remark they had both pulled too hard. The fae looked dumbstruck at each other, and both turned suddenly when they heard a key being pushed into the lock of the door.

"Shit," Succubus and Valkyrie said simultaneously.

"You will not believe what I-" Lauren was saying happily, but one look into her beautiful kitchen, after placing her keys in the bowl by the door, stopped her dead in her tracks. "W-what happened?" She asked almost in a whisper.

White powder was everywhere! On Tamsin and Bo's head and faces, their bodies, and along almost every counter of the kitchen with the island in the middle being mostly covered.

"You see what happened was," Tamsin began, hiding the half ripped bag behind her and throwing it onto the floor.

"We were trying to, um, bake for you and, um," Bo also began, placing the ripped bag in front of her onto the island.

"And she-" Both women pointed at each other immediately and looked back toward Lauren, a small apologetic smile on either faces.

"Stop," Lauren said, her hand rising to her forehead, "it was sweet that you both tried to bake for me, but my kitchen is a mess and I want to celebrate. Both of you, up in my shower, now."

"Um," Both women said together, "you mean… like both of-"

"Now!"

"Right, right, on it."

Lauren watched as the women she loved equally ran to the stairs, Bo running as she always did- overly cute-, and Tamsin running as if her life depended on it. The doctor heard the water start and clothes being ripped off, some in fighting on what was going to happen first and who was going in, when Lauren sighed into her hand and placed her coat onto the banner of the stairs.

"Time to celebrate," a faintly singing Lauren Lewis said, before slowly ascending the stairs.

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