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[thewolfinside]

[Snapple] Zane: Wanna help me bake a cake?
[Snapple] Zane: :D
[kymscrazy] Jason: ...bake a cake?
[kymscrazy] J: Scratch or box?
[Snapple] Z: Duncan Heines all the way, baby. I was texting with Ray and Edmundo is all upset because he lap-dance-fucked your alternate. So I'm going to send him his skirt cleverly concealed IN THE CAKE (I have a flawlessplan for this) so he can properly make it up to Eddie-poo.
[kymscrazy] J: ...he fucked my alt?
[Snapple] Z: Not for reals.
[Snapple] Z: Remember the Thursday Night Special at JC's?
[Snapple] Z: That.
[kymscrazy] J: Okay. I'd have to beat him if he did. And okay, that's better. I'll go watch the tape later.
[kymscrazy] J: It would be best to make several small cakes, arrange them around a box and then frost it.
[Snapple] Z: Watch it without me and I will whine and pout at you for DAYS
[Snapple] Z: Dude, no I got this.
[Snapple] We make two big sheet cakes, right?
[Snapple] And we get the skirt shrinkwrapped.
[Snapple] We put the skirt inside the cakes when they cool and then ice it.
[Snapple] And THEN I write on the top that it's poisoned to anyone but wereleopards and have Sev sign it.
[Snapple] That way no one will be all sneaky-butt eat the cake.
[twJason] Laughs and shakes his head. "That works too. Is the skirt shrinkwrapped yet?"
[Snapple] Nope. We just made this plan like three seconds ago.
[Snapple] And by 'we' I mean 'ME' because I am a fucking GENIOUS
[Snapple] At...cake smuggling.
[Snapple] >.>
[twJason] Jason goes to pantry, pulling out the saran wrap. "Where's the skirt?"
[Snapple] Zane GRINS. "I'll go get it hangon!"
[twJason] Jason starts pulling cake mixes from the pantry. They don't have enough chocolate to make two sheet cakes, so one of them will be half lemon and half funfetti.
[Snapple] *one pilfered Ray room later, Zane returns. He's got a lot of rubbers from somewhere too.* Here. All together. Not the most normal cake ever...but he'll fucking love it, who're we kidding?
[twJason] "He will. And with Sev's name on the cake, he'll probably be the only one eating it." Jason snickers at the condoms. "What's he going to do with those? Sell them for favors?"
[Snapple] "Exaaaactly! You see the genious! And...yes. He will barter the condoms for pixie sticks. Yes." >.>
[twJason] Grabbing the skirt and condoms, he starts wrapping them in saran wrap, making the smallest package possible. "I think the italian boy knows about Ray's shifting, and I doubt he's going to be screwing any girls..."
[Snapple] "Look. Boyscouts are always prepared or whatever. That and it'll be funny. Dude don't make it lumpy, we've got a whole sheet cake. We want it to be flat."
[twJason] "I'm making it flat! As flat as a pleated ski...kilt can be!" He does try to smush it down more though, getting it as flat as possible. "And watch the directions, you have too much oil and not enough water!"
[Snapple] "Oil is better than water. Everyone knows that." >.> *adjusts* "Do we have enough icing?"
[twJason] "With this family? No. I'll make some from scratch though, we've got plenty of cocoa and powdered sugar."
[Snapple] Zane passes behind Jason. Very very close. "Better make extra," he purrs, hot breath shifting the hair over Jason's shoulder.
[twJason] Smirking, Jason elbows Zane gently. "I always make extra."
[Snapple] "Good. I have a -lot- of making up to do to Tam for all of the wild cock I've been getting lately."
[twJason] Laughing, Jason nods and finishes up with the wrapping, then heads for the pantry again. "Should I just skip the frosting and go right to the double dipped chocolate strawberries? Or both?"
[Snapple] Holy crap make them quickly and cover that shit up or they'll never get home to Tam."
[twJason] Arching a brow, Jason gives Zane a 'wtf?' look. "I'll make them while the cakes are cooking. And yes, they will get to Tam, or I'll have to hurt someone."
[Snapple] ...c'n I have one?
[Snapple] hundred?
[Snapple] :D
[twJason] "Zane, we don't have a hundred strawberries, but you can have one." Sticking his tongue out at the other man, Jason starts making the frosting. "Oven preheated? Pans greased?"
[Snapple] "I'm a greasemaster."
[twJason] "That sounds so bad." Throws a spoon at Zane. "Frosting is done. Grab the strawberries."
[Snapple] Zane grabs the strawberries and spends the rest of the time crawling around waist-level so that he won't see them and also so to get himself so submissive that he won't take one without permission
[twJason] Jason is trying very hard not to laugh at Zane and finally tugs at his hair when he passes. "Here, have one. I'll hide the rest."
[Snapple] Zane snatches a BIG one and eats it tiny pieces
[twJason] Jason laughs and puts the rest into a container and hides it in the fridge. "Cakes ready?"
[Snapple] Zane cuddles against Jason's thigh. "they've got five minutes."
[twJason] Jason grins and pats Zane's head. "If you wanna grab the strawberries and go pounce on Tam, I can finish up here.

((To be finished soon))