Jack Wilder Imagines//NYSM *CURRENTLY BEING REVISED*

Food Fight

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"Ugh! I'm so bored!" You exclaim.

"Well, what do want to do?" Merritt asks.

"Ooh! Let's bake a cake!" You suggest.

"Oh umm,...you know! I just remembered I have to go,...talk to,...Lizzy! Ya Lizzy! Sorry! Bye!" Henley exclaims running to the front door.

"Me too!" Merritt says, following right behind Henley.

"Who's Lizzy?" You think.

"What?" You look over at Danny. "Danny will you-"

"Oh! Look at the time! I just remembered that I have a,...doctors appointment. Bye!" He says, getting up and leaving.

You furrow your eyebrows.

"Hey Babe!" Jack calls from the stairs.

"Perfect!" You think.

"Hey Jack! Wanna bake with me?" You ask.

He freezes.

"Oh! You know what? I just remembered that I have to-"

"Save it." You cut him off. "Everyone else ditched me so you're stuck baking with me." You say.

"Do I have too?" He pouts.

"Yes. You do. Besides, you're already decked out in sweatpants and an old t-shirt. Might as well!" You say.

"But, no offense,...you can't cook, Babe." Jack says.

"So? We can still have fun!" You says, dragging him into the kitchen.

"Ugh! Lord help me!" Jack's says.

"Hey!" You say, hitting his stomach. He laughs and kisses your head.

"Don't worry, I'm kidding." He says.
---(after attempting to bake a cake)
It looked like a melted candle that had been flattened.

"Well, after 3 hours, we made this!" You say.

Jack looked about ready to fall over and sleep for 4 days in a row.

"Ya, 3 hours too long." He says.

You frown and stick your finger in the frosting. You then smear it across his left cheek.

He looks over at you and shoots you a playful glare. He then sticks his fingers in the flour and smears it in your hair.

You gasp and throw a handful of flour at him.

It then turns into a food fight of flour,eggs,frosting, and sprinkles.
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