"We should make Christmas cookies." I suggested to my boyfriend, Crowley.
"What?"
"It's Christmas Eve and the only thing that shows that we're the least bit festive is the tree."
"You're asking the king of Hell to make Christmas cookies?"
"Sure am, we can shape them into Christmas trees, stars and Santa Clause hats."
"Ok ok"
"Yay, come on then" I said, as I got up off the couch. I walked into the kitchen, Crowley following close behind.
"You get the bowl and whatever to mix it and I'll get the mix, icing and sprinkles."
"Do you have to add the..."
"Yes! Sprinkles make everything look festive."
"Fineeee" he said in an annoyed voice. He got a bowl along with a spoon and cookie cutters.
"Ok so I need eggs and milk." I said. He quickly went to the refrigerator and got the things I said.
I added everything and let him stir it while I pre heated the oven and fixed the pan to put the cookies on it.
"Do you have them cut out?" I asked.
"Yeah." He replied. We placed the cut out cookies on the pan and then put them in the oven.
"So what are we going to do for 10 minutes?" He asked
"Clean up our mess." I said
"What mess?" He asked, turning and looking around the room. Before he could turn back around I smashed an egg on his head. He turned around with a shocked look on his face.
"You shouldn't have did that." He said, picking up the sack of flour and pouring it on my head. I walked over to him and shook it off on him. We both laughed until we had tears in our eyes.
"Get a broom." I said, as I walked to the bathroom to wash off the flour. When I got back the kitchen was clean and the cookies were sitting on the counter.
"Decorating time." I said. I grabbed the icing and sprinkles to decorate the cookies with. We both had 3 to decorate. After we both got done I fixed 2 glasses of milk and added one to Crowley. He took a bite of one of his cookies and made a weird face.
"What's wrong?" I asked
"It's not as good as the cookie I had last night." He said with a smirk. It took me a minute to catch what he was saying.
"Oh my God, Mr. Double digit." I said, laughing.
"You love it." He said. "So are we done being festive?" He added.
"No,we must watch a Christmas movie."
"Fine, but only one." He said. After finishing our cookies we cuddled on the couch together while watching Elf until we feel asleep.