We're making cookies ~

[Aiden Munslow]

Since Aiden had said he was going to make her like Christmas, and she really didn't want to do things that he invited her to do. He decided just to come to her with cookies. Well they were going to make cookies, but he also got hot chocolate and marshmallows. So they were going to make cookies weather she wanted to or not. So he wasn't going to force her, but he really wanted to give her a good Christmas, because who didn't like Christmas? Plus he already liked her, and this would be a good way to get to know each other better as people.

After he got everything that he needed he headed over to her house. It was snowing out so he had to dress in multiple layers. He didn't really like the cold, being from Florida where it was warm all the time he really had to get used to the cold. The snow he did like though, and that was the next thing he wanted to do with her was go play in the snow. It always seemed like a cliche Christmas thing to do even though he had never done that growing up. He also brought Christmas lights in case she wanted to decorate, and if she didn't want to then he was just going to have to threaten to tie her up in them.

He always thought Christmas was a happy time, and the fact that she didn't like it was a little bit odd, but he figured she had her reasons, but he still wanted to spread the cheer. So he knocked on the door with his bags full of supplies, hoping to her her in the Christmas mood or to at least like it a little more.

[Hannah Briden]

Hannah had been lazy around in her house with the heat turned all the way to high. She hated the snowing cold that was the outside world. She and her sister shared that trait in common; both of them refused to go out in this weather, and that was that. Hannah was cuddled up in a pair of black sweatpants with "Hannah" written on the right leg. On the back of them was "bitch" written on the butt. She didn't typically wear them - they were an obnoxious gift from Sierra for last Christmas. However, she wasn't expecting company, so she refused to dress up. Sweatpants and a t-shirt that matched the pink writing on really them, no make up, and her hair in a messy bun - she definitely didn't want to see people.

When Aiden turned up at her door, however, she couldn't keep the grin off of her face. When she saw the lights and such in his bag, she scowled. "You were serious about making my Christmas good?" she asked, concerned. It wasn't so much that she didn't want him around; it was just that she didn't want to make his Christmas bad by being a downer. "You really don't have to do that," she said, looking worried. None the less, she welcomed him inside and shut the door behind them. Sierra, who was sitting on the couch, looked up and sneered a frown, rolling her eyes and turning back to the TV, which she turned up to ear-blasting volumes. Snooki was talking about something ridiculous while bass thumped in the background. Hannah gave Aiden an apologetic smile and ushered him past the living room to the kitchen.

[Aiden Munslow]

“Of course,” what was the point of having cheer if you couldn’t spread it to other people? “Don’t try to talk me out of it or I’ll tie you up with Christmas lights,” he laughed to show her that he wasn’t being serious with her. “It’s really warm in here,” he said and pulled of his sweatshirt as she dragged him into the kitchen. “I guess less layers is a good thing though, I hope your shower isn’t still green by the way.” He felt bad for turning it green, but he really didn’t. It was fun. “I brought cookie making supplies, so we’re making cookies whether you want to or not,” he probably didn’t sound very threatening, and probably more laughable then anything.

“I like your pants by the way,” he winked. “I wasn’t sure what color frosting to get, and they didn’t have any red so I just got pink and blue, it’s not even a Christmas color but I don’t care,” he said as he pulled everything out for her. He had no idea how to bake so he just got the cookies that you could make from a box, since he would fail at baking from scratch. “You can’t say no to cookies… and of course me. Cause I am obviously the cutest.” He turned around and smiled at her. “Ok well mostly the cookies,” he said after a second.

[Hannah Briden]

"Hey, keep those Christmas lights to yourself," she said, grinning. She wasn't going to let him threaten her, no way. "Or else I'll sneak into your house while you're sleeping and dying your hair," she winked, to show him that she was joking, as well. Never the less, she allowed him into her kitchen and watched with wide eyes as he unloaded cookie things. "Oh yeah," she said distractedly, "The shower's fine, now." Sierra snorted loudly from the couch and Hannah rolled her eyes. "Little sister over there made me clean it," she made a face, but shrugged. "Ah well, all good fun leads to some clean up, right?" She hadn't meant to relate it to cookie making, but it sort of did.

"Thanks," she said when he complimented her pants. Oh right, she was wearing stupid sweat pants that probably weren't even cute... he was too kind to her. "Well, I suck at baking things." she admitted with a groan. "Actually, cooking in general." Sierra laughed, and Hannah picked up a plastic spork from the counter, chucking it at her. "Sierra loves that she's the only one who can cook. Not that she does any cooking, she's too busy whoring around!" Hannah meant it jokingly, but Sierra didn't argue with it - they both knew it was true. The older sibling rolled her eyes, and turned back to face her boyfriend - I mean, boy, who's also a friend... boyfriend.

"I don't care if it's Christmas colors," she said with a smile. "Don't worry about it, really." She said, shrugging. "Really, Aiden... you don't have to do this, for me of all people." She sighed, leaning against the kitchen counter and staring with wide eyes at all of the cookie supplies.

[Aiden Munslow]

“Oh I’m so scared…” he smirked. “Well if that leads to more shower fun then I’m not sure that’s a threat,” he didn’t want to get into their fight so he left that alone. “I can’t cook either, which is another reason why I should never have kids, just for future reference,” at this point it was obvious that he shouldn’t have kids because he was just a huge kid himself. “Oh don’t worry about it, my best friend is still well I don’t even know what’s up with him but we haven’t talked in forever, so you of all people is all I have to entertain myself until he decides to stop being a bitch and talk to me again.” He figured she didn’t want to hear about that though, so he would stop talking about it.

“I mean I think you’re better because I can’t have fun shower times with him… well I could but it would not be that fun… but moving on….” He decided that he didn’t want to talk about that anymore because it was weird for one and two it was kind of depressing since he really did miss his best friend. “I really can’t bake either, but it shouldn’t be that hard, and it’ll be fun even if the cookies end up being hockey pucks... how hard can it be to make these things?” he asked, picking up the box and reading it. “I mean ok, so all you have to do is mix up stuff and then put it in the oven… well not like that because I don’t think we want one gigantic cookie, but you know what I mean.”

[Hannah Briden]

Hannah ignored the groan that came from the living room when Aiden alluded to their shower sex. Her little sister was just going to have to deal with the fact that she and Aiden were a... thing... and they were going to do "it" in different places - including the shower. She laughed when he said he couldn't cook either. "Well, this is going to be an adventure, for sure," she said, shaking her head. "I mean, if you can't cook and I can burn everything - like, even water - this is bound to be dangerous.

"Fire extinguisher's in the closet," Sierra warned, launching herself from the couch to her feet. "Keep it PG in here, would you?" she requested, grabbing a banana from the fruit bin in the kitchen before returning to the couch. Hannah politely ignored the fact that her sister was deep-throating a banana while staring intently at the boy that she really liked. That was just typical Sierra.

"Oh, good, so my shower times are better than Jem's." She looked a little befuddled; weren't Jem and Aiden okay? They had seemed a bit reluctant when at Build A Bear, sure, but Hannah was under the impression that everything was alright between them... apparently not. She turned and grabbed a plastic bowl out of the cabinet, and also a stirring spoon. "Alright, what do we need to add in?"

[Aiden Munslow]

“Adventures are good though.” He wasn’t sure what to say in response to Sierra, because she was being a little bit annoying. “Shh.. I do what I want,” he said before he wrapped his arms around Hannah’s waist and kissed her. Take that weird little sister. He probably shouldn’t have done that because that was a boyfriend like thing to do and he hadn’t worked up the nerve to ask her that question yet, and they still hadn’t gone on a real date so it was kind of hard to know if she wanted that. They really needed to talk about this, but considering he couldn’t be serious for more than three seconds that really wasn’t going to go over well. When he pulled away from her, he nodded in response to her comment about her showers being better than Jem’s even though he would never be able to compare them he was pretty sure that her’s were better.

“It says we need eggs, and butter,” he read from the back of the box. This whole thing seemed pretty simple but he didn’t know how well it was really going to work, and maybe while they were baking they could have that serious conversation. Ok well maybe not that, but they would at least have another chance to get to know each other better.

[Hannah Briden]

Hannah laughed, "I'm up for adventures!" She grinned, then gasped, surprised as Aiden sort of swept her in, pulling her forward by the waist until their lips met. "Woah - oh." Her words of shock were cut off by the kiss, which she met willingly. She smiled against his lips, tongue prodding into his mouth gently, until he pulled away. That really was something couples would do. She imagined a cute little family of two, sporty people, out going - maybe hikers. She'd be pretty and thin and he'd be buff and perfect, and they would dance around in the kitchen while making dinner, listening to old records. Then he'd pull her in right as the timer went off for their food, and whisper "Voila" or something cheesy like that. Woah, sometimes she thought like a movie director way too much!

She blushed beet red, a little breathless from the kiss. She sighed, glancing at the couch. She had been hoping her sister didn't see anything, but Sierra was making gagging noises obnoxiously, and Hannah flushed even more. Then, she turned to get the eggs and the butter. She put them in the bowl, glaring with concentration as she cracked the eggs. She didn't want to get injured so soon!

[Aiden Munslow]

“Well,” he picked up the spoon and started mixing the batter. “If you want a show then we can make that happen Sierra,” he raised a brow at Hannah’s little sister. He wasn’t really serious about that, though, because the thought of someone watching them make out or do other things was kind of creepy. They didn’t really need to have sex again anyway, since it seemed like that was all they did. They really needed to talk, get to know each other. That was boring though. He looked down at the bowl he was stirring, and then back up at Hannah. “You never told me why you hate Christmas so much.” He said. “Don’t tell me if it’s really personal,” he added trying not to make her feel uncomfortable, or force her to tell him if she didn’t want to. “I mean I guess spending time with your family could get annoying because you have such an annoying little sister,” he rolled his eyes in Sierra’s direction.

“Ok I’ll be nice,” he said, “but only because I like you,” he said to Hannah, before he gave her another kiss. This one not as long, and went back to stirring the cookie batter, that was also something that a boyfriend would say. Maybe being a boyfriend wouldn’t be that hard, he had been one before. It was just asking that was the hard part, well that and getting rejected, maybe she just wanted to fuck, a lot, and he was ok with that, because she was good at it. He wasn’t sure that he was ready to have this conversation and it needed to come out sometime, because he might as well already be her boyfriend he was acting like it.

[Hannah Briden]

Hannah, her cheeks still a rosy shade of pink, made a face at her younger sister. Sierra could be a total pain in the butt sometimes, especially when it came to Hannah having friends over. The little "princess" (aka brat) was always trying to steal attention. It made Hannah feel kind of warm and fuzzy inside when Aiden completely ignored her. Not that she wanted him to be mean to her sister - but he wasn't. He just was politely not dealing with any of her shit. Sierra turned back to the TV with a "hmph" at Aiden's comment, and turned up Jersey Shore again.

"Oh, why I hate Christmas..." Hannah glanced back at her sister, who was now turned back around and attentive. Her dark eyes were peeped over the top of the couch, wide with interest. Hannah glared and turned back to the baking mix. "I'd rather not say, right now." she said, slowly. "There's so much to tell about it." She shrugged, and picked up the box of cookie mix. "It calls for a cup of milk," she read, turning to the fridge and grabbing the carton of milk and a measuring cup. She poured it into the bowl for Aiden to mix and leaned back against the counter.

She was back in time just for another kiss. She put her hands on his shoulder's, pulling him in for another quick peck on the lips. Before he could pull all the way from her, she leaned in. "We should probably talk," she said softly, eyes sad. It was hard, dealing with kisses and sex and physical passion without knowing Aiden. She liked it, of course - quite a bit - but she just didn't know if she could do it for much longer. She wanted to know Aiden, actually know him.