((Not gonna lie. I feel pretty bad that I couldn't give you all a longer chapter today... please enjoy anyway and review if you wish.))

Holiday Spirit

December 19th, 2013

The nagging seemed to never stop. Arthur just couldn't stand the bickering of the ginger head teen. It all start yesterday after the food fight and some time while Arthur and Ian were cleaning up their mess. Liam continued his persistence all the way till this morning while Arthur was trying to drink his tea. He finally snapped and agreed quite loudly only to put a cease to all of the whining. Only on the condition thought that Liam would wait for tomorrow to make any cookies.

That's why they were now standing in front of the doors to the large super market. Liam went ahead to go find the baking aisle with the needed flour in it. Arthur walked into the store and grabbed a basket. Himself having a plan for dinner. The Brit took his time picking out his ingredients. He picked up a few chicken breasts from the butcher's area. Thinking that stuffed chicken would be perfect for dinner. Arthur walked all over the building, grabbing various things that you would would figure to be sides for a meal. But that wasn't the case at all as they were all for the stuffing itself. How angel hair pasta and a medley of vegetables are placed together for a stuffing is a mystery to everyone except the way he did remember to pick up a dozen of eggs.

Taking his time in the spice market. Looking over all the little containers carefully; he didn't even notice Liam walk up behind him.

"What are ye doin'?" Liam dropped the flour and other sweets to his cookies into the basket. Arthur on the other hand kept his focus on his task at hand.

"I'm looking to see what else I need for dinner." Liam tilted his head, a strike of fear thumped at his heart.

"What?"

"I'm making stuff chicken for dinner tonight."

"I thought Dylan was cookin'."

"Dylan has been cooking for the past few days now. I figured I'm going to cook tonight to give him a break." Silenced followed after the statement. Liam bluntly spoke.

"No."

"No?"

"No." Liam then proceeded to take away the basket from the clutches of the kitchen hazard that is his brother.

"What do you mean by that?" Arthur taking some offense to the Irish teen's response.

"If ye cook tonight, Christmas will be ruined by the smell of vomit through the house and all four of us taking turns in the bathroom Christmas morning." Arthur felt as if a bullet had been lodged into his heart.

"M-My cooking isn't that horrid! It's quite fine in my own opinion."

"That's because ye burnt all the taste buds off yer tongue brothair."

"I did no such thing! My taste buds are perfectly working thank you!"

"I don't care what ye think brothair. I'm puttin' all this crap back and I'll call Ian or Dylan to come back me up as well."

"Tch. Fine. Since apparently I have no say in it, you can have your bloody way since it is the holidays. Do you have everything you need?" Liam smile brightly.

"Aye!"

"Alright then let's hurry up and get out of this bloody store." Arthur and Liam walked away from the aisle. Arthur turned his head back to the spices and felt a grievance deep inside of his soul.

After placing all the unneeded items away, the two brother's check out and left the store. Arriving home to place away all the bought products and continue on with their days.

((Forgive for the short chapter as tomorrow will be longer I promise! I was some what blocked on what to type up. This was on what to happen at the store soooooo... my beautiful girlfriend who I give credit to, help me with the short confrontation at the store between Liam and Arthur on Arthur's cooking. So thank you love~! For everyone though, please stay happy and healthy!))