An idea in my head;

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Having sorted all those fuzzy memories back out and pretty much healed from any other sadism that has happened since his return, Roxas is now enjoying some quality time with preflame. What they're making... well. it involves apples and some sort cake batter. Littlexas is focused on smothering the finished cupcakes with a cream cheese icing. The same icing the two are covered in. It seems like a war just passed between them and the older blond is currently trying to clean up the battleground.]

[OOC: Littlexas is back! And his logic states that if carrot cake and banana cake can exist, so can apple cake!]

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[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[He's long gone down the hall. Roxas can't help but to just laugh at him.]

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[pfff, scaredy cat.]

You know, when you boys aren't attracting trouble, you're causing it.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[He's going to go attempt to clean up while he's out there too.]

Never a dull moment, huh?

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

Nope. You sure know how to keep a girl busy.

[Careful you're turning other people into mother hens now.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Oh, do I.

[That had a bit of inuendo to it, but he's just sitting there laughing, picking up some leftover cake and gathering it in a basket.]

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[Rooooolls her eyes. Boys and their sexy jokes.]

And now you've roped ME into helping clean up. Clever of you.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Please, all you have to do is wave some soapy water all over the place. How hard is that.

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

Well, it would be easier if you'd hurry up and pick up all the bog chunks of cake lying around~

[Tease tease.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

It'd be faster if you helped.

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

Oh fine. Since you can't manage it by yourself--

[She helps pick up the debris too.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[CAKE. EVERYWHERE. At least it's mostly still in big chunks.]

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[Who's fault is that? I was only throwing cupcakes-- no, when all the cake is picked up, she does grab some soap from the sink and mix it in with some water, washing it all around the dirty parts of the room. Please to be staying out of the way, Roxas.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, when that starts, he's hopping up onto the clean part of the counter and staying there until she's done.]

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[When she's done, she lets the water evaporate and- look, sparkling clean~]

Don't you go dirtying it up again anytime soon, got it?

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

I'll try, but I can't make any promises there.

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

At least keep little-you from making a mess everywhere? I don't want him tracking cake back in here later.

[She comes over, hopping up on the counter next to him.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Don't worry, he knows better.

[Roxas wraps an arm around her in a loose hug.]

Sorry you got dragged into clean-up. I appreciate the help.

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

[She smiles fondly, leaning against his shoulder a little.]

Well, to be fair, I did help make the mess too.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but if I had to clean it up, the kitchen would have smelled like charcoal.

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

Well, that's because you smell like charcoal.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Well, yes, but also because I would have lit everything on fire because I'm lazy.

[frostedwaters.livejournal.com]

You would have left ash all over the place. That's not a very good cleaning job.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

It probably would've melted to nothing before it turned to ash.