Haley had never taken two young children to the grocery store before, but if she had, she would know that it was easier than taking her husband and her best friend. She only wished that they were small enough to be strapped into the front seat of a carriage to prevent movement. The seemingly simple task of baking Brooke a birthday cake became a daunting endeavor when Lucas and Nathan joined the project. They had been in the store for half an hour, and nothing in the cart resembled anything needed to make a cake. Nathan had already dropped a carton of eggs, Lucas had run the cart into a cookie display, and both had found out the hard way that watermelons were not meant for playing catch.
Haley soon found herself down the baking aisle, with no sign of the monsters anywhere. "Sugar...baking soda...vanilla...frosting..." she crossed off her list as she placed them into the already-overflowing cart. She only needed the flour... "Ahh!" she screamed and jumped as an arm grabbed her around the waist. A very white arm.
"Lucas Scott! What the hell is this?" Her brother-in-law was standing in front of her, covered head to toe in flour.
"Talk to your husband! It's his fault!" he whined.
"What happened?"
"He threw a sack of flour at me...and it exploded" he said as he looked down at the white cloud that enveloped him.
"I can see that. Where is he?" Lucas pointed to the next aisle over, where Haley walked, to find her husband on his hands and knees trying to clean up the mess. He grinned sheepishly when he saw her.
"Clean up aisle 10?" he said quietly before flashing his famous smirk.
"Nathan Scott, you're making a... ahhhhh!" Haley shrieked as she slipped on a stray patch of flour. She hit the ground hard and landed with a loud thud. She, too, was now covered in flour.
"Here, let me help you" Nathan said as he came, offering his hand. But with Haley's sharp pull, Nathan fell also, landing within an inch of his wife.
"You almost crushed me!" she yelled. "Here, you..." she said, pointing to his face. "You have a bit of flour on your face."
"So do you" Nathan said as he tried to wipe it off. But he soon abandoned the effort and started to kiss her instead.
"Nathan!" she complained.
"Shh" he whispered, leaning back in.
"Awww... nobody needs to see that!" the oldest Scott whined as he came around the corner. "There are families hereānot to mention me! We still have shopping to do!"
"Then let's get to it, boys!" Haley said as she picked herself up and began to dust off. "We mustn't keep Miss Davis waiting on a cake!" she yelled as she grabbed the fronts of their shirts. "Nathan, you grab the flour."
