Rating: K :D
Characters: Jane Crocker, Jake English, Roxy Lalonde, Dirk Strider
Pairings: JaneRoxy
Summary: lesbians bein lesbians oWo
Your name is Roxy Lalonde and you are utterly bored.
"But Jane!" You protest, stretching her name for at least two seconds "why can't alcohol be part of the cake? It'll add an extra spice to it if anything!" You say to her, and she just shakes her head.
"I'm sure you are perfectly aware that alcohol will never take place in MY cakes. Sorry Roxy, everything needs to be baked with a precision here, and adding alcohol would ruin the balance!" She says reasonably. Damn, you really wanted to try a spiked cake- or at least give one to Dirk.
"Hrmph, you're no fun Jane." You say pouting, and she sticks her tongue out.
"I'm fun!" She says indignantly. "I'm hurt Roxy, really I am." She crosses her arms and pouts back at you.
"Good!" You laugh out, and Jane brings out a tiny smile. Then she went right back to mixing the cake mix together. You get an idea suddenly, and dip your hand in the frosting. You flick your frosted hand to Jane's direction and she gasps.
"Roxy!" She yelps, with flecks of frosting on her face. "Wh-" she pauses, then lights up. "Two can play that game Ms Lalonde!" She says, grabbing a handful of cookie dough and flings it at you direction. Needless to say, you got a faceful of cookie dough.
"Ohohoho, you just declared war Crocker." You say, wiping your face. She smiles deviously and grabs a bowl filled with powder dough and ducks behind the counter.
/She wouldn't.../ you think incredulously, and you decide that she would and you grab the bowl of frosting near you and you duck. Your heart thumps loudly in your chest and everything is eerily quiet. Quietly, you crouch to the different counters, looking for Jane. You turn around when you hear a shift behind you, and just as you do that, something falls on you that causes you to lose balance. Everything is a flurry of white powdery dough.
"Get off of me, Janey!" You splutter out, spitting the dough out. Jane giggles, and you smirk, grabbing the bowl of frosting that was miraculously saved and dump it on her face. Jane was surprised and rolled of of you and you laugh.
"W-We should get cleaned up, before your dad finds this mess." You breath out after you finish laughing. You get up on your elbows, and turn to Jane who was giggling between her breaths.
"Yeah. We should... Well I should clean this up, you need a bath." She says, and you snort.
"Says the lady who has a faceful of frosting." You retort, and she smiles.