Dear Ma and Pa,
Today we had cooking class! It was…uh interesting. You might not want to ask me to do any cooking though. The class proved that I do not belong in a kitchen…neither do Cole nor Kai. Zane is amazing though. Well, it's getting late and I don't want to sleep in the morning, so night!
With all my love,
Jay J. Walker
~What Really Happened~
Jay felt like gagging as he looked at the various boiling pots of…he didn't even want to know what half this stuff was. Kai bumped him, nodding to a large jar of…pickled eyeballs? "I didn't think anyone ate actually ate that stuff!"
Jay wrinkled his nose, feeling rather queasy, before sitting down at one of the many bars in the room. Zane, Cole, and Kai quickly claimed seats next to him, eyes darting everywhere. A large ogre with a heavily stained apron came strolling into the room just as the tardy bell rang.
"Good afternoon class! I am Mr. Stench! I'm your teacher for this course. Today, I want you to show me how well you can work as a team and follow directions. Please choose a simple recipe from the recipe book in front of you. Those sitting at the same bar as you; are your group members."
"Sweet!" The four friends high hived each other in excitement.
"Time begins now!" Mr. Stench roared.
There was instant upheaval as everyone shot off immediately. Everyone that was except for Jay and his group. "Soo, which recipe do we use?"
Zane, who already had grabbed the recipe book and was flipping through the recipes labeled easy, paused, his gaze staring at a page. "How about this? Ten Step Get Better Stew? Says here that not even a young child can mix this up."
"Perfect…Dad always says I'm not allowed in the kitchen, maybe I can prove him wrong finally!" Cole nodded in agreement.
Finding no opposition to what he had suggested; Zane started the others on working on the recipe. Apparently their teamwork needed more work.
Jay dodged several students, scanning the shelves while holding a small bowl. "Two pickled eyeballs…come on where is a pickled eyeball? There!" Jay pulled down the jar and opened it. Trying his best not to gag, he pulled two of the eyeballs out and dumped them into his bowl. Quickly putting the lid back on, he placed it back on the shelf.
Whipping around he charged back to their workspace, passing Kai as he did so. Dumping the eyeballs right into the pot, he glanced over to the recipe to see what was next. "Twenty fresh spider legs. On it!" He charged off again, passing Kai and Cole both on the way to the pantry.
After locating the box of dead spiders, he carefully counted out twenty spiders. Running back to the pot, he dumped them in. Zane frowned as he glanced at the oddly colored liquid in the pot. "Jay…how many spider l…"
"Twenty! I'll get the instant witches brew. I think I had seen it while looking for the fresh spiders." Jay tore off again, ignoring the oh no that escaped Zane as he stirred the pot.
Eventually they were all gathered at the pot. Kai bounced on his toes as he peered into the pot. "What's next?"
"We need one drop of screams. No more, no less. Hold on…I need to go check something…" Zane paused as he glanced down at the bubbling pot, before leaving.
Cole then grabbed the jar of screams, carefully unscrewing it. Mr. Stench suddenly called out, his voice filling the air. "One minute! Better be finishing up there!"
Jay, Kai, and Cole whipped around to look at him, none of them noticing that Cole had tilted the jar to the pot. Cole glanced down, realized what was going on and quickly up righted the jar and screwed the lid back on. Sitting it down, he nodded to the others when they turned to face him.
Zane then rejoined them and stirred it one last time, anxiety flooding his face. "Something isn't right. It appears to be a dark blue color…but according to the book it should be an icky green color. Exactly how many screams did you put in?"
Cole shifted uncomfortably, before speaking slowly. "Uh…one drop? Just like the recipe said?"
Zane frowned as he continued stirring the pot. Eventually the time was up and Mr. Stench went around grading how well everyone did. When he got to their pot, he arched his eyebrow upwards in surprise. "What's this? You didn't try making Horror Brew, did you?"
"Nope…this is Ten Step Get Better Stew!" Jay bounced on his toes with excitement.
"You sure…it looks more like Horror Brew, which isn't even in the recipe book. Course it is a slightly darker shade of blue than what…" The pot exploded suddenly, earsplitting screams filling the air. "Horror Brew is supposed to be… you four! My office after dinner!"
Jay winced, even as the gloppy mess clung to his arm.
…
Jay sighed contentedly as he slipped the letter into its envelope. Sealing it, he sat it down…next to his detention slip. Wrinkling his nose, he glanced over to check on the others. If they were bugged by the fact they had detention, they didn't show it. Kai was writing a rather lengthy letter to his folks, while sprawled out in his coffin. Cole was humming softly, tapping his pencil against his essay. Zane was mumbling fervently under his breath as he scribbled out complicated math equations.
Ok…they were bothered by it; they just showed it differently than he did. Jay bit his bottom lip as he pulled his knees up to his chest. "I'm sorry."
Zane blinked rapidly as he looked up at him. "Why are you apologizing? It was a group effort and we all goofed up. It had nothing to do with you."
"But I was the one who didn't tell Kai what I was getting!" Jay protested.
Kai rolled his eyes as he swung his legs over. "Yeah…and I didn't ask what it was that you had fetched."
"I also forgot that it was spider legs and not spiders, I didn't cut off the legs!" Jay griped as he looked down at the mattress beneath him.
"I should have stopped you from dumping it in and ask you to cut the legs off." Zane pointed out.
"What about the three quarter jar of screams?" Jay silently dared anyone to find a way to brush that off.
Cole scoffed as he floated over to him. "My fault for not paying attention."
"No one is blaming you, Jay. So, chill. You're fine." Zane placed a hand on each of Jay's shoulders. "You need to relax…you're sparking."
Jay blinked, before looking down and realizing that Zane was right. There was small sparks of lightning sparking between his fingers. "Sorry."
"Stop apologizing!" Three pillows thumped into Jay in unison.
A/N: Done! This was a one-shot idea from RandomDragon2.0! According to this story, Cyclops can control lightning and Jay loses control every time he gets emotional. Kai's surprise about the ingredients makes sense seeing has his very much human mother does most of the cooking at their house.
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