Being who they were, especially together, Seven and Aisling made a mess of the kitchen. Flour was all over the counters, on their hands, and somehow in Seven's hair. Needless to say, Seven dipped his fingers in the white icing before they put it on the cake so he could taste.
After it was done, they sent a picture of it to the chatroom.
Yoosung: OOOOH!!! You guys are making cake??
Yoosung: I want some!!
Zen: ...you have ruined one of the many things I love by turning it into a cat...
Jaehee: Why is it a cat??
Jumin: Its fur is white like Elizabeth the 3rd's.
707: We thought you might like it, so we have declared
707: THAT YOU CAN'T HAVE ANY
Yoosung: NOOOO!!!!! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO US!!!!!
Zen: I'm okay with that. It's not good for my body anyway.
Jaehee: Cake does sound good right now...even if it is in the shape of a cat...
Jumin: I do not care about such things. You two enjoy that cake if you wish. I'm going to play with the real Elizabeth the 3rd.
Jumin Han has left the chatroom.
Yoosung: I have to go too you guys. LOLOL is calling me!
Yoosung: I still want that cake though...
Yoosung has left the chatroom.
Zen: I have to leave too.
Jaehee: Me too.
Jaehee: You two did a good job.
Zen has left the chat room.
Jaehee has left the chat room.
707 has left the chat room.
Aisling sighed. "At least now we know that everyone is okay."
"Yeah."
Aisling tried to wipe her shirt off, but ended up smearing more flour on it.
"Damn it." She said, under her breath.
"You can just wear one of my shirts." Seven suggested.
Her face turned pink, "No, i-it's fine like this. Don't worry about it." She turned towards the cake, "What you have to worry about is how much cake I'm going to leave you." She pulled out two forks from a drawer.
He chuckled and put his jacket over her shoulders as he grabbed the fork. "Thanks."
She stood still for a minute, then put her arms through the big sleeves and zipped it up. "Thanks..." she said quietly.
Without putting it on plates, they started eating.
Aisling moaned, "This is good. I can't believe you don't cook more often."
"Well, you helping was a big factor."
"Now, that's not true."
"It is. I didn't even know how to make a cake or how to shape it into a cat head."
"I was just guessing for the shape. I have no idea either." She admitted. Eating made her sleepy and she yawned.
"You should probably sleep. Today has been a mess."
"No. I'm fine." She paused. "Where do you keep your PhD Pepper?" She had to stay awake. She just had to.
"In the fridge. But it's not too good for you."
"You drink it all the time!"
"I meant for you. Especially with all this sugar already."
She opened the fridge, pulled out two cans, and handed one to him.
He took it hesitantly and they immediately started drinking.
Aisling chugged hers, hoping to get the sugar rush right away while Seven watched carefully.
"You'll probably pass out from all the sugar." He said.
"Not if I drink a lot." She said.
He paused. "Aisling, what's going on?"
"What do you mean...?"
"You're acting strange. Is it because of what happened earlier?"
"No! It's... what would happen if I fell asleep? I mean, I passed out earlier and woke up as Aisling. What if me falling asleep has bigger consequences?"
He could see the fear and sadness in her eyes.
"Nothing will happen. You passed out because you broke free. Not the other way around."
"But, Seven! If I pass out and become MC and the game resets again, I won't remember this, I won't be Aisling again, and I won't be with you again!"
Silence filled the room.