Hey, guys! My first FF! And it's kinda weird... I got the idea while baking something for my class, a VERY messy process (I didn't add enough flour! Gah!). Oh, and sorry if I use O.o a lot. I just think it looks so cool! Well, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. If I did, I'd probably be working on the latest episode... and destroying 4Kids for showing us the dubbed versions...

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Adventures in Cooking Chp. 1

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"Your cooking projects are due Monday," the cooking class teacher, Ms. Cookie, stated. Bring! The final bell rang. "Have a nice weekend!"

All the students exited the class, including a group of tight-knit friends: Yugi Motou, Téa Gardner, Joey Wheeler, and Tristan Taylor. There was also one not-so-close-friend exiting the room at the same time, the multi-billionaire, Seto Kaiba.

"Cooking projects?" Joey exclaimed as the group walked down the front steps of Domino High. "I can't cook!"

"No one expects you to, mutt," Kaiba sneered.

"What?!"

"I wouldn't want anything a dog made!" Kaiba turned and walked away, leaving a fuming Joey.

"Kaiba!" Joey clenched his hand into a fist.

"Forget him, Joey," Téa said.

"Whatever. Anyway, as I was sayin', cooking's not my thing. I don't even have an oven."

"What do you eat, then, Joey?" Tristan asked.

Joey scratched his blond hair in thought. "You know, pizza, candy, chocolate, pizza..."

"Well, if you can't cook, why'd you join cooking class?" Yugi asked.

"Téa forced us, remember?" Joey replied.

"I did?" Téa asked.

"Yeah. You didn't want to be alone in that class, so you gave us that friendship speech of yours. 'Friends should always stick together, no matter what...' Jeez, that's annoying. Well, Yuge's the only one who bought it, and me and Tris couldn't leave the poor kid to fend for himself."

"What?!" Yugi exclaimed.

"You know," Joey continued. "You're so small you could easily get shoved in one of the oven's there... Not to mention, hair gel is highly flammable. You need someone to put out the fire when you're working with the stove."

"Hair gel?" Yugi reached up and touched his spiky, tri-colored hair. "I don't use hair gel..."

"Whatever... Back to the cooking thing. Yuge, could I come over your place and use your oven?"

"Wait! I have an idea!" Téa exclaimed. "Why don't you all come over my house and we could all help each other with our projects? That's what friends do you know. Help each other."

Tristan and Joey groaned.

"Again with the friendship thing?" Joey asked. "But, then again, I do need help! Okay, I'll be there."

"Yeah," Yugi and Tristan agreed.

"Okay, come by tomorrow around two. Just bring your recipes. I have enough cooking stuff to go around."

----Next Day----

Ding dong. Joey stood at Téa's front door, a piece of scribbled on paper clutched in his hand. He heard footsteps coming towards the door, which then opened to reveal Yugi.

"Hey, Yu--" Joey started, but stopped abruptly when he saw what Yugi was wearing. Trying hard not to laugh (and failing, of course), Joey asked, "What's with the apron?"

Yugi uncomfortably fingered the flowery, white apron covering him. "Téa made me put it on... But she has one for you too!" Yugi added, and Joey's laughter abruptly stopped.

"Great," Joey muttered. He entered her house apprehensively, slowly following Yugi to the kitchen, where Téa and Tristan were working on their projects. Seeing Tristan in a purple apron with pink hearts made Joey burst into laughter again.

"Joey!" Téa exclaimed. "I thought you'd never get here! Here, put this on!" She tossed some fabric through the air, and Joey swiftly caught it. Holding it out in front of him, Joey's laughter stopped again.

"No way! I am not putting this on!"

"Come on, Joey! You'll get your clothes dirty if you don't wear an apron!"

"Can't I have a different one?"

"Sorry, that's the only one I have left..."

"Grrrr..." Seeing there was no way out of it, Joey swiftly put the thing over his head, then tied it in the back. Tristan and Yugi started giggling. "Not funny!" Joey exclaimed, feeling the ruffle-y pink apron. "How come I have to wear ruffles?"

"I told you, it was the only one left," Téa said.

"Whatever..." Joey unfolded the piece of paper in his hand. "Now, I seriously need help on this." He read over the paper. "What is t-b-s?"

"It's that television channel!" Tristan exclaimed. "You know... 'TBS... Very funny.'"

"No," Téa said. "It means tablespoons." She held up a measuring spoon. "This one."

"Ohhh..." Joey went back to his paper.

----An hour later----

Ding, dong.

"I'll get it!" Téa announced as she put down her bowl and left the room.

"Who could it be?" Yugi wondered aloud.

"I dunno..." Joey replied. "What's next?" Yugi looked down at Joey's recipe (Joey had given up on trying to decipher the cooking language.) and read:

"Three cups of flour."

"Okay. I'll be right back." Joey left the room.

"Where's he going?" Tristan asked.

"I have no clue..." Yugi said. Just then Téa reentered the room, followed by Seto Kaiba.

"What're you doing here, Kaiba?" Tristan asked.

"My oven broke..." Kaiba muttered.

"He'll only be here--" Téa started.

Just then Joey walked back into the kitchen, carrying a bunch of flowers.

"Joey!" Téa exclaimed. "Did you take those from my garden? I worked hard on that garden! Friends aren't supposed to--"

"Enough with the friendship crap, Gardner," Kaiba interrupted. "Wow, Wheeler, I didn't know you were that way," he continued, eyeing the pink ruffled apron and the flowers in Joey's hands.

"Shut up, Kaiba. I'm cooking!"

"With flowers?"

"Yeah! Yuge said I needed three cups of flowers."

"Idiot. Cooking flour. This stuff." Kaiba picked up the jar of white powder from the table.

"Oh... I knew that."

"Sure..."

"Hey!" Joey suddenly exclaimed. "What are you doing here anyway?"

"My oven broke... Got a problem?"

"You're a multi-billionaire! You couldn't afford to get it fixed?"

"I'm... kind of low on cash, Wheeler. Not that it's any of your business!"

"What'd you spend it all on?" Joey asked.

"None of your business!" Kaiba exclaimed, his face turning very red.

"Soap System cancelled his favorite soap opera, so he spent almost all his money to buy Soap System and put the show on 24/7," a voice said.

"What?!" Kaiba exclaimed. "Who was that?"

A small boy with long, black hair entered the room. "Hey, big bro!"

"Mokuba! How could you?"

"What I do?" Mokuba asked.

"You told everyone my deepest, darkest secret!"

"Sorry..."

"YOU watch Soap System?" Joey exclaimed, bursting into laughter. "What show?"

"No way, you're not getting that out of me," Kaiba said.

"The 24 Hour Time Periods of Our Existence," Mokuba supplied.

"The 24 Hour Time Periods of Our Existence?" Joey continued laughing, but abruptly stopped when someone knocked him on the head with a cooking bowl. "Ow! Kaiba!"

"Wasn't me," Kaiba stated.

Joey whirled around. "Tristan? What was that for?"

"You making fun of The 24 Hour Time Periods of Our Existence," Tristan replied.

"Don't tell me you watch it too!"

"You do?" Kaiba asked. "Did you see the one where Tiffany found out that her boyfriend, Chad, was really her long-lost twin brother's step-father's great-uncle's step-nephew's son?"

"Yeah!" Tristan exclaimed. "What about the one where Chelsea was mistaken as dead and buried alive for ten whole episodes?"

"That was a nail-biter!"

(All: O.o)

Joey cleared his throat. "Ahem... Could we just get back to cooking, please?"

"Yeah, please?" Yugi asked.

Ding, dong. The doorbell rang again.

"I'll get it..." Téa gratefully left the room.

"Um... Let me just put this in the oven..." Kaiba made his way over to Téa's oven and placed his cake inside. "I'll, um, go watch TV while it bakes..."

"I'll go with him," Tristan said, then whispered to Kaiba, "The 24 Hour Time Periods of Our Existence?"

"Yup," Kaiba replied, and they both exited.

(Yugi, Mokuba, and Joey: O.o)

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Well, that's it for Chappie One. Please review! Thanks!

-Maili