I slowly opened my eyes and faced the new day. After chasing Pierre down and making him return my fridge yesterday, Vaults and I managed to fix the tree. I turned my head and smiled at the tree. It's now only four more days until Christmas, and if I weren't so tired I would be bouncing off the walls. I rolled off my bed and landed on Vaults.

"ACK!" I situated myself next to him as his eyes shot open, "What was that for?"

"I'm sorry, did I interrupt your dream about me?" Vaults smirked and hugged me closer.

"Maybe…" he whispered.

"Wait…w-what?" Oh geez…my face is probably bright red right now.

"Got ya." Vaults got up and stepped over me.

"You jerk, you had me fooled!" I threw his pillow at him, but missed.

"What are we doing today?" Vaults asked.

"Hmm…we should bake gingerbread cookies! My mom gave me a recipe before I left, and I want to try and cook them!" I should've told him that they are called Explosive Gingerbread Cookies, but that's probably a trivial joke.

"Um…OK?" I got up and went over to my cupboard.

"I'm pretty sure I hid it in here somewhere." AH! There it is! So if I just follow this I'll make the best gingerbread cookies ever! "Lets get started."

15 minutes later…

"Now we just put it in the oven for ten minutes and we will have our cookies!" Vaults nodded and slipped the cookie sheet into the oven, "Now we wait." I sat by the oven and stared at it. I was so excited for the cookies! Every time I tired to cook them before my mom or dad would try to stop me, but not this time! THESE COOKIES ARE MINE!

"Stop thinking out loud, dork." Vaults tapped me lightly on the head and walked away.

"Sorry!" I said, still watching the oven.

"You aren't going to sit there for ten minutes are you?" Vaults asked from behind me.

"Yes, yes I am." I think he started talking again, but I just ignored him. I was too concentrated on the oven. Can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, can't wait! YAY! They're finally done! "THEY'RE READY!"

"Yeah, yeah I heard." Vaults walked over as I slipped some gloves on my hands. I opened the oven and grabbed the cookie sheet.

"They look so good!" I sat there and stared at them for two minutes.

"Are they bubbling?" Vaults asked.

"No, you're just seeing things!" Well, they are a little bubbly…

Vaults's POV

I swear those cookies look like they are going to explode. We let them cool for a bit and then Chelsea threw them into a bowl, and they we're still freaking me out. Chelsea lifted the bowl to her nose and sniffed the cookies.

And that is when they exploded all over her.

I quickly grabbed the bowl away from her, and looked it in. Everything was all mu-

Chelsea's POV

THE COOKIES JUST FRIGGIN EXPLODED ON ME! Thankfully, Vaults grabbed the bowl from me. When they exploded again (which they shouldn't be doing) I grabbed it and tossed it across the room.

"OK, cookies aren't supposed to explode twice!" I said, totally freaked out.

"They shouldn't explode TWICE either." Vaults grabbed my wrist and dragged me towards the bathroom; "We need to get this crap off our face."

"Yeah, but that was kind of fun!" I laughed as he sighed.

"It was not…"

"Was to!"

"Was not."

"Was to!"

"Was not." Vaults shoved my head in the sink, "Wash." I lifted my head away from the sink.

"Fine." After getting cleaned off we went back over to the bowl, "Maybe I should toss it out somewhere."

"Don't touch it. It might blow up again." I backed away.

"You're right…" Vaults yawned.

"I'm tired…I'm taking a nap." He walked over to his blanket on the floor that he called a bed and tried to fall asleep.

"I'll take one with you!" I ran over and tackled him.

"Get off me." I shook my head and then we heard a low grumbling coming from across the room, "I think the cookies exploded again…"