House "Fuuka and Jenson"

[MyDarkFate]

Taylor stopped, his brow furrowing in confusion as he turned, walking back into the kitchen. He looked generally baffled as he stared at Andreas, "Yeah?"

[x__darki]

"Look, I need to start making friends, aight?" He told him, and then threw a dishrag at Taylor. "And Sometimes I forget that the girls dig the shy dude and that guys, well not so much. Pardon me for forgetting to get all "real" on your a*s." He smirked.
Andreas was actually a bunch of different personalities, one of those people who could get along with anyone, because he could change himself.
But, that was not the real case. The real case was that Andreas didn't know who he was, so he tried on different personalities to see which one worked.

[MyDarkFate]

Taylor blinked, surprised by the sudden turn of events, the he smiled brightly, "OK! All you had to do was ask... I just can't cook, so I wasn't gonna help... unless you want the house to go up in flames of course." He chuckled, trying to lift the tension out of the room, along with a little bit of help from his gift.

[x__darki]

The boy smirked and then laughed, "Well, here." He handed Taylor the bowl of cookie dough and a pan, "You can atleast put the cookie dough on the tray. And look, as long as you don't leave me to my thoughts, then we're good, kay?" He was chewing gum, making him seem even more, well catty almost.

[MyDarkFate]

Taylor blinked, then chuckled, "Alright... but don't blame me if the cookies explode..." He furrowed his brow again, "Where's a spoon I can use to get them on the pan?" He scratched his head, then smiled again, "But, once again, me even TOUCHING the dough has the chance of making them go boom."

[x__darki]

"I'm sure you'll be fine, Taylor," Andreas stated, ahnding him a metal spoon. "Just don't do anything stupid okay?" He smirked, deviously.

[MyDarkFate]

"Me? Doing anything stupid>" Taylor grinned, sarcastically adding, "Never~!" he chuckled, and began to stick the spoon into the batter, getting a huge glooping mass, and dropping it on the pan, than staring at it, "I don't think I did that right."