YEA MY OTHER STORY IS UP! Okay its called 'Why Not To Understand Me' go read it. NOW!!!!!!!! Wow! Long chapter about making cookies. I have writers block, so this chapter is almost completely pointless, but I think it makes it seem more normal- not by adding these simple tasks it makes my characters come alive. Well, that and it fills up space. Okay Shout Outs!
Picchic: Ohh! Magic pickle.. –does the magic pickle dance- me is happy you like the story and the quotes!
Mink The Spork -Dragon: I'm trying to get chapters out as fast as I can! Who is Chi?
DigitalGlowStick: Okay, I think just about every normal person will agree with me- Limited Two is a creepily happy store. And its really pink- and fluffy- and sick. And I wear an 'expression of horror at the cuteness' of it, every time I am dragged in there by my younger cousin/ and some of my friends.
Disclaimer: There are 7 billion people in the world, and 365 days in a year- CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW MANY PEOPLE HAVE THE SAME BIRTHDAY AS YOU? I MEAN COMEON WE HUMANS ARE POPPING OUT LIKE DAISYS!!!!
Cyborg picked the four up in the T-car and on the way home StarFire began singing Christmas carols that she had picked up on the radio. "Dashing through the snow, in a one horse open sleigh, over the hills we go laug-" she was cut off by Raven, "StarFire, stop singing." Katy sighed and looked out of the window, watching the trees fly by. Beast Boy sitting next to her and glanced at Cyborg with a somewhat worried look, to which Cyborg gave a curt- almost unnoticeable nod. No words were spoken but there was and obvious message transcribed between the two. However no one in the car picked up on it- Raven and Katy were looking out the window and StarFire wouldn't have noticed the secret if had done an Irish dance on her nose and bit her.
Back at the tower, Robin had finished decorating the tower, lights hung about the rooms and a huge Christmas tree stood in the middle of the recreation room. Katy gasped, "Oh! It's beautiful!" Beast Boy beamed happily and spoke up, "Hey Katy, ya wanna help me bake some Christmas cookies?" He asked her, wiggling his eyebrows. She giggled and nodded; Beast Boy grabbed her hand dragged her off to the kitchen.
"Come on, it'll be fun- you have to have cookies for Christmas," Beast Boy was clamoring away, and Katy watched him as he began whipping things out of different cupboards and cabinets. He tossed a bowl at her and she barely caught it. "Okay, grab the recipe book." He motioned to a shelf full of them. Katy's eyes widened at the sight of about thirty different cookbooks, "Um, Beast Boy- which one?" She asked softly. He glanced up from the cabinet he was busily disemboweling and smiled at her, "The one on the second shelf- third from the left. It has holly on it."
She found it quickly after that and grabbed it, swiftly flipping through the pages until she came to the recipe for sugar cookies, leaving it open she set it on the counter. Beast Boy had finished his mad search and was standing with a grin on his face, watching her. She smiled, and the two began a checklist, with Beast Boy calling off the names of the items.
"Sugar?"
"Check."
"Butter favor shortening?"
"Check."
"Eggs? Wait a minute,- no. no eggs- look in the fridge and grab the tofu egg substitute." Beast Boy said, Katy saluted.
"Tofu egg substitutes. Check!"
"Light corn syrup?"
"Check!"
"Vanilla?"
"Aye Aye!"
Beast Boy frowned, "What?- never mind, flour?"
"Present." Beast Boy smiled as he caught on, "Baking powder?"
"Yes captain."
"Baking Soda?"
"Well, I suppose sooooo. YES!"
"Salt?"
"Make it so, sir!"
"Measuring cups and spoons?"
"Yellow submarine."
The two couldn't help it anymore and burst into laughter; before they settled down and started mixing up the cookie dough.
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QotD: "I bought Christopher Reeve's wheelchair on e-bay."
-another t-shirt. It's sick and yet I find it amusing- DOES THIS TELL YOU ANYHTING ABOUT ME PEOPLE?!
