Disclaimer: Geez... I'm running out of clever things to say on these. I guess I'll just tell you I don't own them.

Quick Author's Note: I realized the that I haven't ever seen anyone really bake on Fairy Tail. I instantly wrote a story about baking. It makes almost no sense. Sorry.

It wasn't Gray's fault that Lucy had such an awesome apartment. And since it was so nice, he loved to be there.

Plus there was the added bonus of Lucy being there.

All the times he'd been there, he had never seen her baking.

So when he walked in to find her making a batch of cookies, he almost fell over in surprise.

It was fascinating to watch. She seemed to dance with the stuff in the kitchen. Lucy had never seemed that graceful to him, but today she was.

"Hey Gray!" she said, "I'm mad at you for coming into my house uninvited, but I needed help, so I won't kick you out or yell at you yet."

Gray just stared at her.

"Um... Gray?" Lucy looked at him worriedly.

"You're... baking." he said incredulously. "I didn't know you could do that!"

"First time for everything." Lucy shrugged, "I was bored, and hungry, so, what else was there to do?"

"That's not why your doing it." Gray told her, "But I like to bake, so... I'll help."

"Thanks!" Lucy said, then added, "Though I'm not sure why you don't believe me when I say I was bored and needed something to do."

"I'll tell you later." said Gray, "What kind of cookies are you making?"

"Peanut butter chocolate chip." Lucy answered. "But all I want you to do is scoop the dough onto the cookie sheets."

"Where did you get these things?" Gray asked, looking at the flimsy bakeware, "These are crud."

"Borrowed them from Natsu." she told him warily.

"Tch. Natsu, he doesn't know a thing about baking. Come on, grab that dough, we're going to my house, because that oven doesn't look very good either." Gray seemed to care about this more than he should, but baking was one if his favorite things to do.

"No." Lucy said stubbornly, "I'm making my cookies in my house, lousy oven or not."

"Fine!" Gray relented, "But we're getting you better cookie sheets. I'll be right back."

Lucy sighed, "So much for his help," she thought, "I'll be done by the time he gets back!"

It didn't take long for Gray to find one of his favorite baking tools, his stone cookie sheets. He ran back to Lucy's as fast as he could. He got there just in time, because Lucy had started to place the cookies on the sheet.

"Stop that!" he yelled, "What did I tell you? Those things are crud! Don't use them! Use these!" He handed her one of his beautiful sheets, and set to work on the other one. After a little while he glanced at Lucy. "You're scooping all wrong!" he said, "Do it this way." Gray put his arms over Lucy's and showed her how it was done. His cookie scoops were actually pretty amazing. They were all exactly the same size and shape. It was something he prided himself upon.

"I get it!" Lucy told Gray.

"Are you sure?" he questioned.

"Yes!"

"Okay." Gray reluctantly took his arms off of Lucy, "What's the real reason for making cookies?"

"I was bore-"

"No you weren't!" Gray snapped, "You're friends with Natsu. How could you ever be bored when he's blowing stuff up?"

"Why is it so hard to believe I just wanted to make something?" Lucy inquired.

"I know you better than you give me credit for." Gray explained.

"You win!" Lucy said in frustration, "I wanted to have cookies on hand for when we have nightmares. I was hoping to surprise you the next time we met outside."

"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to ruin the surprise." Gray apologized.

"It's okay, your help was nice, and you saved me from the terrible cookie sheets." Lucy winked.

Gray grinned, "Next time, we're making them at my house!"

Then Natsu and Erza walked in. They stared with shocked expressions as Gray and Lucy made their way around the kitchen like an old married couple.

Or rather, Erza watched their interactions. Natsu just stared at the cookies.

"You made cookies!" Natsu yelled.

"They're not for you!" Gray and Lucy shouted back in unison.

It was too late, Natsu had already devoured half of them.

"Oh well, I guess we'll have to make more." Lucy sighed.

"But definitely in my kitchen, your oven is terrible." Gray smiled at her.

"Maybe," Lucy said, then kicked Natsu, "Quit eating my cookies!"

Gray smirked, if he knew Natsu, the pink-haired imbecile would always eat their cookies.

And if he knew Lucy, they would just make more.

It was a losing battle.

But it meant Gray would spend more time with Lucy.