•Peace•

•Chapter Forty-Three•

=Chapter Forty-Three=
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Grumbles like Ursula
"That was a close one.. too close!"
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Sunday, 29th of September

"Okay.. so how many minutes again?" Jason said after popping a tray of cookies in the oven.

"10, but keep an eye on them because they could cook faster." I said, scooping balls of blue cookie dough onto the next greased cookie sheet.

"Got it." He set the timer on his phone and went to wash his hands.

"Have you made cookies before?" I asked curiously.

"Kinda. I help on occasion. Alfred is cool with me helping here and there, but I don't usually make any kind of desserts at my own apartment.. for lack of time reasons." He said while drying his hands on a towel.

"You know, I haven't been to your apartment before. Doesn't sound very fair with how much you're over here." I nodded to my living room.

"Ah. That's true. But my apartment isn't anything special. It's.. kinda bare." He laughed, his face a tinge pink from embarrassment.

My eyes widened and I paused my motions to stare at him. "Im sorry, the son of a billionaire-or-more who uses his dad's money when he's upset with him has an undecorated apartment?!"

Jason rolled his eyes. "I have some furniture. It's not like I'm sleeping on a mattress on the ground with no sheets.."

"Uh huh. So you mean like.. no couch or table?"

"...yeah.."

"Get some furniture before I come over and get it for you." I threatened.

"Why can't I just live hereeee..." he whined, making a (horribly attempted) puppy dog face at me.

"Grow up." I roll my eyes at him.

He grins. "Worth a shot."

"Oh.. you know what I just realized?" I changed the subject suddenly as I had a revelation.

"What's on your mind, princess." He put his hands on his hips.

"Don't gimme that attitude." I scolded.

"Imma give you that attitude whenever I want, thank you." He flipped his non existent hair behind his shoulder.

"Haha, well Liz's birthday is today. She's officially an adult." I revealed.

"Let me guess, you don't have a gift ready, do you." Jason assessed.

"Nope!"

"Well it's only 6 so.. we got plenty of time before she shows up. We can go shopping after we're done." Jason suggested, getting back to scooping cookie dough balls along with me.

"Yeah, maybe that's a good plan." I nodded.

"What do you think she will like?" He asks curiously. "Liz is a kid of many things.. but I don't know any of her hobbies."

"Well she's into arts and crafts. But since she will be 18.." I hummed in concentration.

What would a new adult want?