Hey guys! Just a quick note here, Jade's personality is going to be a little different than what we're used to on the show (so not as aggressive, snarky, or dark) BUT she will "morph" into the Jade that we all know and love as the story goes on. And don't worry! I am not planning on pairing Jade with Ryder. It will eventually be a Bade fic, but we need to travel the road to get there!

Also! Since this chapter is (kinda) about food, and Victorious has a song dedicated to food, I thought it would be fun if you commented YOUR favorite food in the reviews. For the record, mine is Dutch Apple Pie :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious *sadface*


Jade walked up the two steps of the front porch and rang the door bell. Ryder's house was a white-painted brick, contemporary one with giant floor-length windows that covered almost the entire house. It's a good thing that it was a little secluded, otherwise the neighbors would know all of their business.

It was especially hot outside today. Jade had to wear shorter sleeves which she disliked. She would feel much more comfortable in a colder environment so that she could wear cozy, long-sleeved sweaters and drink coffee. But today, she had to opt for a skirt and a t-shirt made of a light material.

Ryder opened the front door, rubbed his eyes, and yawned. "Why are you here so early?" he asked. He was still in his flannel pajama pants and a black tank top. Jade looked at her PearPhone to see what time it was.

"It's 2 in the afternoon," she said astonished. "Were you still asleep?"

"Well yeah! It's the weekend," he said before yawning one more time. "You could've at least texted me before you left so I wouldn't look like a zombie."

"Sorry. And you look fine," she reassured him. "... Should we get started on our assignment?"

"Oh, right. Come on in," he said.

He opened the door a little wider to let her in. His home was the very definition of modern. The furniture in the living room were all streamlined and followed a neutral color scheme. Ryder pointed to the modular sectional opposite to an electric fireplace for Jade to sit.

"I'll be right back, I'm going to change into some actual clothes," he said. But she rather liked the idea of him in his pajamas pants and tank top. His arms were on full display and the way the fabric clung to his torso suggested some muscular tone. The flannel pants also hung loose around his crotch area where one could make out the tip of his penis touching the fabric.

"You don't have to change," Jade said, hoping that he wouldn't, "I don't mind."

He smiled almost flirtatiously and changed direction. He sat down next to Jade and stretched. She could smell his faint musk and watched his muscles flex and he stretched.

"Okay, so I have a couple ideas for the script," she said as she pulled her laptop from her messenger bag to start typing. "My first idea is about two apples on top of a tree who want to be picked since most of the other apples closer to the bottom get picked by like a farmer or someone. So they spend their entire lives wishing to be chosen, but once the farmer picks them, they regret not having spent their time enjoying the view they had. And then they get eaten," she laughed and shook her head, "I don't know, there could be a moral or something there."

Ryder nodded his head and gave a half-response, "Yeah that sounds good."

"Or, um," she was hesitant to say her next idea, "I had an idea about a wiener." It was a little bold, but maybe he won't go along with it.

He laughed with a cough. "A what?!" he laughed.

She laughed with him making it seem like she didn't mean to use that particular word. "Sorry! Oh jeez, I meant, like, a sausage — a hotdog!" she said embarrassed.

"Okay, okay. So what's your hotdog idea?" he asked with a little more interest this time.

"So it's about a girl who is a vegan and has never eaten any meat before. But she starts to become curious," Jade chose her next words very carefully and looked directly at Ryder to see if he's getting her hints. "She wonders what it would be like to taste a hotdog. And thinks about all the pleasure it could bring her. She has dreams of hotdogs and fantasizes consuming them—"

"Hey, are you hungry?" he cut her off and grabbed onto her wrist.

She wasn't entirely sure how to respond, but went for a safe answer. "I could eat."

He smiled devilishly at her and pulled her hand to him with her wrist. She could easily see a little bulge in his pajamas and got extremely anxious all of a sudden. She couldn't believe that this was actually happening. He placed her hand on top of the bulge and pushed into her palm a little. This was her chance.

She was incredibly nervous but she didn't want to make it obvious that she's never done something like this before. So she didn't say anything, but smiled at him as she got on her knees on the shag rug in front of him.

He pulled the flap on his pajama pants open and pulled himself out. Jade looked at it intensely to understand it. It looked very similar to the one she saw in the video last night. He was half erect. The little slit on the head was pointing towards Jade as if to beckon her. Seeing that he was still fully clothed while only his member poked out was a turn on.

He stretched his arms across the top of the couch as if he's offering himself to her, "Breakfast is served."


I hope this fanfic is piquing your interest! Don't forget to *tell me all about your favorite foods* in the reviews! Toodles xx