"Oh crap, cookies burning!" Jesse cried out as smoke began to billow out of
the kitchen. She pulled the oven door open, and blocked her face from all
the smoke that puffed out.
"What's going on in here?" Jay asked, appearing in the kitchen.
"No," Jesse gasped as she looked at the charred cookies.
"What's going on in here?" Jay repeated, looking over her shoulder at the burnt cookies.
"These were cookies for the bake sale at Ty's school," Jesse explained, "I promised I'd make him the perfect cookies. He's going to be so upset."
"Over cookies?" Jay raised an eyebrow, as he took a beer from the fridge.
"Remember when you cried because mom didn't make your dog costume for the pageant in time?" Jesse pointed out; grabbing the beer from him, "Empty carbs."
"Hey!" Jay yelled, but then gave up, "That's not the same, I was like 5. And Tyler is a strong little kid."
"Yeah, but apparently Kyle Silverman's mom is making her award-winning brownies," Jesse tried to explain, "Remember how her and mom were always so competitive when it came to school stuff?"
"Yeah," Jay responded, beginning to understand.
"Well, when we were kids mom was always around to make the best cookies or the best brownies, and now Ty doesn't get that," Jesse sighed, "I just want to try to give him some semblance of a normal childhood."
"Jess, having good cookies at a bake sale won't give him a normal childhood," Jay replied carefully.
"I know," Jesse nodded, "But it's a start. He's had it hard, and I just want to give him a little something."
"Okay," Jay smiled, "I know of only one girl that has ever come close to baking as well as mom."
"Oh, I'm not that good," Jesse laughed.
"Not you dimwit," Jay rolled his eyes, "Kellner."
"Awww not her, Jay," Jesse pleaded, "Anyone but her!"
"C'mon, she's our only chance," Jay told his sister.
"So you're going to invite Lucifer over to bake cookies," Jesse said unhappily, "Great. Let me just go get Hitler and see if he wants to help me garden."
***
Jesse groaned as she flipped through the channels on the TV. Madison was already over, and was almost half done with the cookies. Jay actually had the nerve to leave shortly after she arrived, saying he had some test to study for.
"Jessica?" Madison called from the kitchen, "Where do you keep the cooling racks?"
"Cabinet above the stove," Jesse yelled back, grimacing at the use of "Jessica", "Please God, save me from her." As if in response, the doorbell rang. "Hallelujah." Jesse sprang to her feet and got the door. She pulled it open to reveal Ephram.
"Hey Jess," He greeted.
"Hey Ephram," She said in a hushed voice, "Before you come in I have to warn you. She's here."
"Why?" He asked confused.
"She came over to bake cookies for the bake sale at my brother's school," Jesse explained, "You still want to come in?"
"I don't know...Delia just fired her," Ephram started to decline, but the look in Jesse's eyes stopped him. She was pleading for him to serve as her escape from Madison, "I guess so."
"Thank you," She smiled softly, pulling him into the house.
"Who is it?" Madison called cheerfully from the kitchen. Ephram looked to Jesse, who was trying to think of a plan.
"Um...it was the UPS guy," Jesse replied, "He had the wrong house though."
"Oh...ok," Madison responded, "You want to come in here and help me with this last batch?"
"Sorry, I think I'll pass," Jesse yelled, leading Ephram to the stairs.
"Alrighty," She sighed, returning to her baking. Jesse smiled and lead Ephram the rest of the way to her room. Once inside she collapsed on the bed laughing.
"What's so funny?" Ephram asked, a grin pulling at the corners of his mouth. Jesse looked so cute, lying on her bed, hair spread out haphazardly. Her cheeks were red from laughter, and her eyes were sparkling.
"I don't know," Jesse sat up, "I've never snuck a boy into my room before."
"Oh really?" Ephram smiled, "So we're sneaking around then, are we?"
"You are so odd," Jesse giggled, jumping off her bed, "So what do you want to do?"
"What is there to do?" Ephram asked, rolling his eyes. There really wasn't anything to do in Everwood. Ephram glanced around the room. He could never actually remember being in Jesse's room before, and frankly, it didn't seem like it belonged to her at all. The walls were painted a pale purple, with a silver trim. A silver cast-iron bed was placed near the middle of the room, and was filled with pillows. White silk curtains were draped over some French windows that were slightly ajar. Ephram had half expected her to have bright red walls and Nirvana posters everywhere, but it was nothing like that.
"I don't know," Jesse finally answered honestly, "I have the best idea!"
***
Nearly 2 hours later, Ephram and Jesse climbed through her window, back into her room. Both were holding empty toilet paper rolls and shaving cream bottles.
"That was so classic!" Jesse laughed, falling onto her bed, "I can't believe we toilet papered Paige's house!"
"It was pretty damn great," Ephram nodded, "I can see it now: Jesse Chase aka "Miss Criminal Mastermind 2004." Jesse grabbed an old dance award and stood up, a cheesy smile on her face.
"I would like to thank the academy, Paige for being such an utter, controlling bitch," Jesse went on, "And lastly, my partner in crime, Ephram Brown! And God for making this all possible!"
"Bravo!" Ephram clapped, a broad grin on his face. Jesse began to fake sob, and waved at her face.
"I promised myself I wouldn't cry!" She sobbed, "Ephram, hold me!" Ephram playfully grabbed her around the waist. Jesse giggled and looked up, her eyes catching his. The two teenagers slowly began to lean forward, but then heard Madison's voice calling from the kitchen. Ephram abruptly removed his hands from her waist, and Jesse practically leapt away.
"You better go before Madison finds out you're here," Jesse stated, her back turned to Ephram.
"Yeah," Ephram sighed, moving towards the door so he could grab his coat. Suddenly he tripped on the statue that Jesse had dropped, and began to fall backwards. Just as he had begun to trip, Jesse had turned to face him. She reached her hand out to grab him, but was just pulled down with him. They landed on the floor with a thud, and both couldn't help but laugh. Unexpectedly, the door creaked open, and a certain blonde college student's head popped in.
"Jesse, I finished baking," Madison began, but then saw the two on the floor. Jesse was lying on top of Ephram, his hands at her waist. Their faces were dangerously close, and Madison knew exactly what was going on. "I'm sorry." Madison blushed a bright crimson as she stormed out the door.
A/N: I wrote half of this before Monday's episode, so yeah, I realize that Ephram would have never went in their knowing Madison was there. I hope you Jesse/Ephram shippers enjoy this! Sorry for making it so "will they-won't they" hopefully more things will be sorted out soon. But don't get me wrong, this isn't going to be all cheesy and predictable. : D And as always REVIEW kiddies! I love to hear from you!
"What's going on in here?" Jay asked, appearing in the kitchen.
"No," Jesse gasped as she looked at the charred cookies.
"What's going on in here?" Jay repeated, looking over her shoulder at the burnt cookies.
"These were cookies for the bake sale at Ty's school," Jesse explained, "I promised I'd make him the perfect cookies. He's going to be so upset."
"Over cookies?" Jay raised an eyebrow, as he took a beer from the fridge.
"Remember when you cried because mom didn't make your dog costume for the pageant in time?" Jesse pointed out; grabbing the beer from him, "Empty carbs."
"Hey!" Jay yelled, but then gave up, "That's not the same, I was like 5. And Tyler is a strong little kid."
"Yeah, but apparently Kyle Silverman's mom is making her award-winning brownies," Jesse tried to explain, "Remember how her and mom were always so competitive when it came to school stuff?"
"Yeah," Jay responded, beginning to understand.
"Well, when we were kids mom was always around to make the best cookies or the best brownies, and now Ty doesn't get that," Jesse sighed, "I just want to try to give him some semblance of a normal childhood."
"Jess, having good cookies at a bake sale won't give him a normal childhood," Jay replied carefully.
"I know," Jesse nodded, "But it's a start. He's had it hard, and I just want to give him a little something."
"Okay," Jay smiled, "I know of only one girl that has ever come close to baking as well as mom."
"Oh, I'm not that good," Jesse laughed.
"Not you dimwit," Jay rolled his eyes, "Kellner."
"Awww not her, Jay," Jesse pleaded, "Anyone but her!"
"C'mon, she's our only chance," Jay told his sister.
"So you're going to invite Lucifer over to bake cookies," Jesse said unhappily, "Great. Let me just go get Hitler and see if he wants to help me garden."
***
Jesse groaned as she flipped through the channels on the TV. Madison was already over, and was almost half done with the cookies. Jay actually had the nerve to leave shortly after she arrived, saying he had some test to study for.
"Jessica?" Madison called from the kitchen, "Where do you keep the cooling racks?"
"Cabinet above the stove," Jesse yelled back, grimacing at the use of "Jessica", "Please God, save me from her." As if in response, the doorbell rang. "Hallelujah." Jesse sprang to her feet and got the door. She pulled it open to reveal Ephram.
"Hey Jess," He greeted.
"Hey Ephram," She said in a hushed voice, "Before you come in I have to warn you. She's here."
"Why?" He asked confused.
"She came over to bake cookies for the bake sale at my brother's school," Jesse explained, "You still want to come in?"
"I don't know...Delia just fired her," Ephram started to decline, but the look in Jesse's eyes stopped him. She was pleading for him to serve as her escape from Madison, "I guess so."
"Thank you," She smiled softly, pulling him into the house.
"Who is it?" Madison called cheerfully from the kitchen. Ephram looked to Jesse, who was trying to think of a plan.
"Um...it was the UPS guy," Jesse replied, "He had the wrong house though."
"Oh...ok," Madison responded, "You want to come in here and help me with this last batch?"
"Sorry, I think I'll pass," Jesse yelled, leading Ephram to the stairs.
"Alrighty," She sighed, returning to her baking. Jesse smiled and lead Ephram the rest of the way to her room. Once inside she collapsed on the bed laughing.
"What's so funny?" Ephram asked, a grin pulling at the corners of his mouth. Jesse looked so cute, lying on her bed, hair spread out haphazardly. Her cheeks were red from laughter, and her eyes were sparkling.
"I don't know," Jesse sat up, "I've never snuck a boy into my room before."
"Oh really?" Ephram smiled, "So we're sneaking around then, are we?"
"You are so odd," Jesse giggled, jumping off her bed, "So what do you want to do?"
"What is there to do?" Ephram asked, rolling his eyes. There really wasn't anything to do in Everwood. Ephram glanced around the room. He could never actually remember being in Jesse's room before, and frankly, it didn't seem like it belonged to her at all. The walls were painted a pale purple, with a silver trim. A silver cast-iron bed was placed near the middle of the room, and was filled with pillows. White silk curtains were draped over some French windows that were slightly ajar. Ephram had half expected her to have bright red walls and Nirvana posters everywhere, but it was nothing like that.
"I don't know," Jesse finally answered honestly, "I have the best idea!"
***
Nearly 2 hours later, Ephram and Jesse climbed through her window, back into her room. Both were holding empty toilet paper rolls and shaving cream bottles.
"That was so classic!" Jesse laughed, falling onto her bed, "I can't believe we toilet papered Paige's house!"
"It was pretty damn great," Ephram nodded, "I can see it now: Jesse Chase aka "Miss Criminal Mastermind 2004." Jesse grabbed an old dance award and stood up, a cheesy smile on her face.
"I would like to thank the academy, Paige for being such an utter, controlling bitch," Jesse went on, "And lastly, my partner in crime, Ephram Brown! And God for making this all possible!"
"Bravo!" Ephram clapped, a broad grin on his face. Jesse began to fake sob, and waved at her face.
"I promised myself I wouldn't cry!" She sobbed, "Ephram, hold me!" Ephram playfully grabbed her around the waist. Jesse giggled and looked up, her eyes catching his. The two teenagers slowly began to lean forward, but then heard Madison's voice calling from the kitchen. Ephram abruptly removed his hands from her waist, and Jesse practically leapt away.
"You better go before Madison finds out you're here," Jesse stated, her back turned to Ephram.
"Yeah," Ephram sighed, moving towards the door so he could grab his coat. Suddenly he tripped on the statue that Jesse had dropped, and began to fall backwards. Just as he had begun to trip, Jesse had turned to face him. She reached her hand out to grab him, but was just pulled down with him. They landed on the floor with a thud, and both couldn't help but laugh. Unexpectedly, the door creaked open, and a certain blonde college student's head popped in.
"Jesse, I finished baking," Madison began, but then saw the two on the floor. Jesse was lying on top of Ephram, his hands at her waist. Their faces were dangerously close, and Madison knew exactly what was going on. "I'm sorry." Madison blushed a bright crimson as she stormed out the door.
A/N: I wrote half of this before Monday's episode, so yeah, I realize that Ephram would have never went in their knowing Madison was there. I hope you Jesse/Ephram shippers enjoy this! Sorry for making it so "will they-won't they" hopefully more things will be sorted out soon. But don't get me wrong, this isn't going to be all cheesy and predictable. : D And as always REVIEW kiddies! I love to hear from you!