(Parenthesis are thoughts!)

Me: *in the kitchen making pie while humming*

Rebel: *walks into the kitchen and sees me* (she looks so cute) Hey RJ

Me: *jumps a little* eep! Don't sneak up on me like that!!

Rebel: *chuckles* sorry

Me: *turns to face him* no you're not

Rebel: *blushes lightly* (she has sugar on her cheek...does she even know how adorable that is?!) Yeah, you're right

Me: *laughs* I know (he's being extra sweet? That's odd)

Rebel: I mean come on! You sound like a squeaker toy when I do that *smirks smugly*

Me: *deadpans* (nevermind....) *sigh* you're a jackass, you know that?

Rebel: yeah, but you're a bitch

Me: awww thank you *laughs*

Rebel: *chuckles* (change the subject!) what are you making?

Me: (isn't it obvious?) Just some pie

Rebel: want help?

Me: *shrugs* why not? (He shall be my genie pig!!)

Rebel: Alright, have done the crust?

Me: (or not) no....

Rebel: I'll make that then

-Timeskip brought to you by PIE!!-

Me: *takes the pie out the oven* it looks great!

Rebel: mhmm *dips his finger in it and sticks it in his mouth*

Me: HEY!!

Rebel: *smirks* what? I'm making sure it's not poisoned and it tastes good!

Me: why would there be posion?! Of course it tastes good!

Rebel: (please don't hit me for this) want a taste?

Me: yeah, I always eat what I make (did he hit his head or something?)

Rebel: *kisses me*

Me: *shocked*

Rebel: *pulls back* how did it taste? (She looks shocked....fuck!)

Me: *snaps out of it and blushes* I think I might need another *kisses him*

Rebel: *kisses back*

Both: (maybe this holiday isn't so bad and stupid after all)