Chapter 4
Birthday Cake Panic!
Fanny heaved a great big sigh. She stared down at the monster… I mean creation she had made. Her hair was frizzy, from the heat in the kitchen. Her face was powdered in flour, and her forehead was covered in sweat. "I will never, make mum's birthday cake on time!" she screamed. Her father strolled into the room. "Shush! You'll wake your mother up!" he said, as he lit his cigar. "Ew, Dad! Get that out of here!" she said, while pushing him out of the kitchen. He rolled his eyes, while returning to his armchair in the living room.
Fanny placed her head on the kitchen counter. How was she suppose to bake, ice and decorate her mother's birthday cake in less than two hours. And don't forget, she has to go to the Mall, to get her mother's gift. Her eyes glistened with tears. Her mother will be upset! Just at that moment in time, her cell-phone rang. The catchy Taylor Swift song, 'Our song' played threw out the room. "Hello." Her throat was quite croaky. "Hey Fanny." said a deep voice. "Hi, Patton." smiled Fanny, as she sniffed her nose. "Are you okay?" he asked. "No. Not really." she replied, shakily. "What's wrong?" he said worriedly. Her heart almost skipped a beat. "I need to have a cake within two hours." she said. He let his breath out, and laughed. "What?" she half asked, half shouted. "I thought, you were going to say, you're pregnant." he chuckled, as she blushed. "Don't be silly!" she blushed furiously. "Okay, okay. Sorry. Quite stupid of me to say that. Since we used protection last week." he said, as if he was trying to make her blush even more. "Shut up!" she shouted. He chuckled. "Why don't you buy a cake?" he questioned. "Because it's for my mum's birthday. And I wanted to make it with love! But since I can't bake, she'll probably die of food poisoning!" Fanny whispered. She then began to cry into her green puffy cardigan. "Okay, I'll help you." he replied, while lifting some weights. "Wait… You can cook?" she asked doubtfully. "Of course! Where did you think, I got your sixteenth birthday cake from last year?" he said, as he deeply breathed in air. "Okay, do you want to-…" she began, when her father came trudging into the kitchen. "Quick! Hide the cake ingredients, your mother is coming!" he whispered, as Shaunie and Patrick tried to distract their mother. "Second thoughts. I'll come to yours in ten minutes." she replied, while slamming the phone down. She hurriedly threw the burnt cake into the grey bin. Her father flung the cutlery in the dishwasher, and the flour and butter in the cupboards. Fanny wiped down the kitchen counter, as her mother walked in. "What's happening in here?" she asked, as her dark blue bunny slippers squeaked. "Nothing, darling. Happy Birthday." Mr Fulbright said. He smiled, as he kissed her cheek. "Why thank you." she grinned.
Fanny shifted past her mother, and father, towards the door. "Where are you going?" her mother asked. "To Patton's." replied Fanny, while quickly running upstairs. "She does know, she has flour in her hair." stated Mrs Fulbright. "Maybe, it's a new trend. You know what teenagers are like." chuckled Mr Fulbright nervously.
Fanny whistled Neon Trees' song 'Animal', while washing her hair in the bathroom sink. After five minutes of drying her hair, (she placed it in loose pleats) she placed a pair of brown cowboy boots; over her black skinny jeans, and ran out the front door. Her calm olive green top snuggled her body; underneath the dark green cardigan, as she ran towards Patton's.
Fanny chapped the door furiously. She didn't have enough time! Patton rolled his eyes, while he answered his girlfriend's knocks on the door. His blackish brown hair was in it's usual style; a side shed, a sort of punkish/ Emo look. Also on his muscular body was a brown t-shirt, and a black shirt over it. He also wore dark blue skinny jeans, with a brown belt on them and black commander boots. He smiled down at his girlfriend. "Hello, gorgeous." he stated, while playfully waggling his eyebrows. "I don't have time Patton." blushed Fanny. Patton nodded, and let her in.
"Is your parents in?" she asked, while sitting her brown shoulder bag on the floor. "No, they're away seeing my Uncle Andy, in Washington DC." he replied, Fanny nodded her head. She slowly made her way to the kitchen, as he followed behind her. "How long are they away for?" she asked, while standing near a kitchen counter. "For a week. He's not really feeling well. So they're trying to cheer him up." he smiled, as he washed his hands. He then got out a bowl, and some spoons. "Can you really cook?" Fanny asked, while still not believing him. "Yes!" he answered. She rolled her eyes. She then washed her hands, and placed an apron on. A white apron, that had a funny 'Kiss the cook' logo on it. "Okay, first you level out the flour into a sieve." began Patton. Fanny got out a tub of flour, and a balancing weight. Patton then began to explain how to bake a cake. (Sieve the floor, beat the eggs, add vanilla extract, and also sugar.)
"Okay, we need a whisk now." said Patton. Fanny stared up at the dark green kitchen clock. She had less than an hour to get this done, and shop for the gift. She went into the drawer, and pulled out an ladle, and gave it to Patton. He laughed, as she furiously stomped her feet. "That's not a whisk." he stated. Fanny grabbed the ladle, from the counter. As she was about to turn, Patton took hold of her hand. She blushed, and stared up at him. "Patton, we don't have enough t-.." she began, when his lips covered hers. The ladle was forgotten, for it landed on the floor. "Fanny, what are you doing, standing there? We have a cake to bake." chuckled Patton. Fanny stood still, as he whisked the mixture, and placed it in a cake tin, in less than three seconds. He then placed it in the oven. "Do you want me to drive you to the Mall? And I'll ice the cake for you?" he asked. She smiled. "Sometimes I think I hardly know you, for the secret your hiding about yourself!" she laughed, as she kissed him on the cheek. She quickly took off the apron, and both of them ran to Patton's new black jeep.
Patton, you truly amaze me! I need to find out more about you!, thought Fanny.
This is from the little one-shots about the future K.N.D operatives. I got this idea, from a dress-up game, and the couple looked like Fanny and Patton. And Fanny had an apron on and was holding a ladle. Both of them holding each other's hands. I took a picture of this, it's on my Deviantart account, littlemissfg.
Lots of love
From Littlemissfg.
P.S this was a single one-shot story, but i deleted it, and added it to here as Chapter 4. x