Frerard One-Shots #Wattys2016 [currently being edited]

Gerards pov~ 9 years old

   Frankie, Mikey, Ray and I were hanging out when we got reeeally hungry.

   Frank's mom had dropped Ray and Frank off here and my mom went to take a nap. My dad worked weekends so he wasn't an option.

   We'd normally just walk to the nearby gas station but my.mom specifically said no leaving without her permission.

   No one said anything about not cooking so we all went into the kitchen.

   "What do you guys want, I'm thinking something sweet", Ray said.

   "No, we should make something cheesy", Mikey licked his lips.

   "Well I want-", Frank was cut off while he was mid sentence.

   "Let's just all make our own food", I suggested.

   The guys marvelled at my idea.

   "That's genius Gee-bear!" Frank smiled.

   "Yeah, and then well watch a movie or something", Mikey said, already poking around in the fridge for cheese and butter.

   Everybody dispersed to prepare their food.

   Frankie came up to me pouting.

   "Whats wrong Frankie", I said.

   "I'm too short to reach the cabinet", he whined.

   "Ill help you", I said, puffing out my chest.

   He smiled and laughed at the display of honor.

   I pushed a chair over to his indicated cabinet and retrieved a bag of popcorn for him.

   "Do you want to get some caramel and pour it on your popcorn before you pop it so it's caramel corn?" I asked, believing it was another genius idea.

   His face lit up and I got the bottle of caramel and opened up the unpopped bag and poured the kernels into a bowl.

   We paraded it with caramel and put it into the microwave. We clicked in five minutes on the timer and I turned around to start on pancakes.

   Mikey was attempting to slather cold butter onto a piece of bread for grilled cheese, but only succeeded in ripping the bread with the effort.

   Ray was putting water in his cake mix and stirring it with his finger because all the spoons were in the dishwasher. I got down the pancake mix and poured some into a bowl.

   Mikey gave up on buttering.the bread and just settled with five pieces of cheese and put it on a pan and turned the stove on.

   Ray poured his water/cakemix recipe into a glass bowl and slid it into the oven where he then turned the dial to turn the oven on.

   I retrieved the container of milk from the fridge and concentrated on pouring it into the powdery mix.

   The concentration was broken when Frank screamed my name and I dropped the container.

   "Frank what's wrong!" Ray questioned.

   "My popcorn is on fire!" he exclaimed.

   The smoke detectors started going off and it turned into a madhouse.

   The four of us screamed and began running all over the place.

   My mom ran downstairs to check the damage.

   She noticed what happened and quickly unplugged the microwave and threw a towel over the fire.

   We all started crying and she calmed us down.

   "Its okay, it was an accident", she kept reassuring while she cleaned up the kitchen.

   "Who wants to take a trip to the store for milk?" my mom suggested.

   We all eagerly agreed and we all got candy bars out of the trip.

   See c,: I can make fairly good one shots... I think.;-; anyways, suggestions, comments, corrections, etc is all encouraged.
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~ Leigha