Blake was having a good day.

Perhaps it was the fact that Zwei hadn't bothered her in a while or the fact that she had just spent the past hour reading without being disturbed; as much as she enjoyed spending time with the sisters it was nice to have time to herself. Taiyang - the dad of the two - had offered to take all three of them out to lunch; Blake had opted to stay behind not wanting to get in the way of family time. And to catch up on the most recent Ninjas of Love book, that too. The proverbial icing on the cake was that she had been given free reign of the kitchen.

The cookies should be done cooling by now. Blake glanced at the clock, it'd had been a good while since they had been pulled out of the oven. They may not be gooey, but the tuna should still taste pretty good. Setting down her book, Blake got up from her chair and wandered towards kitchen.

Turning around the corner from the living room into the kitchen what greeted Blake was not her beloved baked abomination but… crumbs? Where'd my cookies ago?

There was naught a single cookie left on the tray. As Blake stared at the tray in confusion a sound garnered her attention.

Bark bark

The hellion trotted lightly towards her. Blake purposefully refused to look at it, maybe if I don't acknowledge it, it will leave? The sound of it sitting down next to her destroyed her hope, causing Blake to let out a sigh. Great now, I have to deal with the… creature and I can't find my cookies.

Several minutes of searching the kitchen ended had Blake come up empty handed. What was more grating was the demon-spawn was just sitting there, panting, as if it was gloating over her failure to find baked goods. Where could they have gone? Blake was beyond perplexed at the situation. Ruby and Yang aren't home, and I know Ruby wouldn't eat them anyways, she doesn't like them. Blake's eyes drifted around the room. So where could they b-

Zwei was holding a cookie in his mouth.

As Blake sputtered to find words, as she struggled to find words in her vast vocabulary to even describe her thoughts, the beady little eyes stared into her amber eyes, before turning around and walking off.

This means war.

I wonder what Blake has been up to?

Ruby wondered as the trio made their way back into the house. Ruby had been sad that Blake hadn't gone with them to lunch, but it was nice to catch up with dad. We even grabbed some sushi for Blake!

The first smell that greeted Ruby when she stepped into the house was that of baked goods. The second was that of something burning.

Oh no, is Blake okay?! Ruby dashed into the house, led by her nose towards the kitchen.

Inside was something that could only be described as a mess; food ingredients were scattered everywhere, cupboards were flung open, Zwei was covered in some green hued jell-o and Blake's butt was smoking, as if it had been recently on fire.

As Ruby stared at the scene in front of her, a single thought flashed into her head; the last time she had seen Blake try making food.

"Did… did you try making pancakes again?"

AU: Okay, I really am not conscious and I only feel worse than Thursday, but I wrote this because HEY LOOK ITS THE SIX MONTH ANNIVERSARY TODAY, WHEE!

Also this will make 30,000 words so thats neat! Now time to go off to my seven hour shift.

Thanks for reading this guys and girls! Sorry if quality really dropped this time around D: