R5 Are My Babysitters! (in serious editing)

Cookies, Friends & Games: Part 1 & 2

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chapter status: unedited

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"RYDEL!" I yelled, "can we make cookies?"

She walked into the kitchen with a smile, "thought you would never ask!" She smirked, "BOYS!"

Rocky came in first, "it wasn't my fault, that neighbour hates me!" He said quickly.

"What? The neighbour didn't say anything." I said.

"Oh." He sighed in relief, "proceed!"

Just then the rest came running in.

"Wait! What did you do to the neighbour?" Rydel asked.

"Nothing." He gave her a nervous smile.

"You know what?" Rydel sighed, "i dont even want to know!"

"Better you dont." Rocky agreed.

"So, why did you call us?" Ryland asked.

I smiled, "we all are going to make cookies."

He jumped and clapped, "really?"

I nodded, "now, Rydel what first?" I asked.

"Ok. Riker, get the flour. Rocky, get the milk. Ross, get the choc-chips. Ryland, get the sugar. Ratliff, get the eggs. Callie, get the butter." She ordered, "bring everything back to me."

We nodded.

She grunted, "GO!"

We all scurried off to get our ingredients. I got the butter from the fridge and brought it back ti Rydel. Soon enough everyone had laid down there ingredients on the bench.

"Lets make some cookies!" Ratliff hollered.

"Calm down, Ell!" I pat his back.

He pouted, "sorry!"

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(Scrum-sicous-liciuos. The big word *bellow*.)

"Cookies are delicious, big and scrumsicouslicious. Chocolate chip, i like to lick. Cookies are delicious!" I sung my song as i mixed the cookie batter.

"Wow, Callie you should be our new song writer." Ross joked.

I flipped my hair dramatically, "i should, shouldn't i?"

"No!" He smiled.

"I'll show you." I mumbled.

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"Cookies!" I hollered as the oven beeped.

Rydel took out our delicious, big, scrumsicouslicious cookies.

Rocky ran over to the tray and took one but dropped it and hissed, "shit! Still hot!" He whimpered.

Genius!

"Well, it just came out of the oven. What did you expect?" I asked.

"I expected to be able to eat our cookies. Duh." He whined.

"We need to get you checked. Maybe Bre done a little more damage than she intended." I shook my head at him.

"You're telling me!" He made a gesture with his fingers, "crazy!"

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"Can i invite Bre over?" I asked with a mouth full of cookie.

"NO!" Rocky cried.