"Ugh! This is totally lame!" Alex Russo yelled. She slammed the package of flour onto the counter in frustration, causing a huge puff of white flour to fill the kitchen.

"Alex, what are you doing?" Justin yelled from the doorway. "Mom's gonna freak when she sees this mess!"

"Yeah? Well... It's her own fault!" Alex said. "She's the one who told me to bake these brownies!"

Justin scoffed. "You call this baking brownies?"

"Well what would you call it?" Alex asked sarcastically.

"I'd call it being one step closer to Mom and Dad grounding you for life!" Justin said, ignoring her comment.

"How are those brownies coming along, Alex?" Their mother, Teresa, called from the adjoining Waverly Sub Station sandwich Shop.

"Almost done, Mom!" Alex yelled back.

"Yeah, right. In your dreams!" Justin said. "How are you going to fix this?"

Alex smiled at her older brother.

"Are you kidding me? Watch this..." Alex said.

She pointed her wand at the counter and after a few sparks, a plate of freshly baked brownies appeared on the counter.

Justin blinked and looked around the kitchen, which was now sparkling clean.

"Are you crazy? Mom said no magic!"

"Oh, what do you care?" Alex retorted. "The kitchen is clean and the brownies are done. That makes me the good kid!"

"Ah! Look at this!" Teresa exclaimed as she entered the kitchen. "My daughter, the baker!"

Justin rolled his eyes as he watched his mother kiss his sister on the cheek.

"Ewww... Mom!" Alex said, wincing.

"That's my girl!" Teresa said, ignoring her daughter. "Now why don't you go wash up? Oh and tell Max that dinner's almost ready."

"Okay, Mom! I sure do love you!" Alex said a little too brightly.

Teresa looked at her daughter in amazement. "Are you feeling well, Honey?"

"Mom, can't you see what she's trying to do?" Justin asked, watching as his sister ran into the restaurant and bounded up the stairs.

"She's playing one of her tricks again. I mean, don't you find it a little strange that she was able to make those brownies so fast?"

But his mother only smiled. "Oh honey, don't worry about it! I'm sure Alex would be happy to give you some baking tips. Heck, I could use some myself."

She took a bite of one of the brownies. "These are delicious!"

Justin sighed and threw his hands up in frustration as he left the kitchen and returned to the Waverly Place Sub Shop.

"God, Justin's such a loser." Alex muttered under her breath as she bounded up the stairs. As she entered the living room of her apartment, she found her little brother Max watching TV in the living room.

"Mom said to tell you that dinner's ready."

"Duh! I have a nose, Alex! I can smell it you know!" Max said sarcastically as he pointed across the room. "The kitchen is right there."

"And I can smell you coming from a mile away." Alex said, laughing hysterically at her own joke.

"That's really funny." Max said. "Maybe you should go on a comedy tour, because you'd make a great stand-up comedian. Heck I'd pay to see people throw things at you when you tell a lame joke!"

"I'm looking at a lame joke right now!" Alex said, laughing at her brother again.

"And I'm looking at an even lamer one!" Justin said from behind her, giving his little brother a high-five.

"You guys are such nimrods!" Alex yelled as she ran into her room and slammed the door.