A/N: This one's a tiny bit of a crackfic. It's also the most comedic of the lot. :)
Ships: ConflictingShipping.
Baking
verb. 1. cook in an oven
(AU.)
"Hold it, right… there!"
Leaf grinned, holding the camera to her eye.
Blue scowled. "This isn't funny."
"No, it's not," she agreed, as he posed with the whisk and cooking mixture, in nothing but a frilly pink apron and chef's hat. "It's hilarious."
Blue's face was a rare blush. "No-one is ever seeing this."
"Only if you agree to be my slave for a week."
"Not happening."
"Then the first person I'm sending this to is your sister."
Blue groaned. "I hate my life."
"Hey – you waged this bet. You lost. Now, smile!"
A/N: Poor, poor Blue. Still, how sexy would he look? Drool.
