For you, Erin. Because you're always sweet, so kind, funny and never afraid to share your opinion. Some of these are kinda Christmasy, so we'll go with: Merry (late) Christmas/Happy New year, sweets!
Thanks to Stebby for the summary help! And Erin for supplying some of the prompts, heh.
Prompt - Frosting
Disclaimer: I own some cinnamon roll frosting. But no Twilight.
I made the best damn frosting.
Everybody knew that.
You didn't mess with Bella Swan and her frosting.
But, apparently, Rosalie Lillian Hale hadn't gotten that memo.
Bitch.
She thought she was all that and fifty bags of potato chips.
Thought her long legs and flashy jello-pouchies would steal Edward Cullen from my grasp.
Hell no.
That fucker was mine.
I had a claim, dammit.
Everyone knew that.
Everyone except Rosalie Lillian Hale, it seemed.
Bitch.
I baked a cake for the Kid's Charity Carnival, with my trademark best frosting, of course.
She made sugar cookies. With motherfucking frosting.
Bitch.