"you know what i realized?" alex says when we're about halfway through the car ride. he pokes the back of my shoulder. "it's gonna be your first time streaming with us!"

"not true," i say laughing. "i've streamed with you guys many times before."

"i meant in real life. like, karl and i have streamed together in real life, tommy and toby, tommy and wilbur, wilbur and niki, karl and nick, all of that. but YOU'VE never done it with us." my eyes grow wide.

"that's true..."

"gotta make it special then!" karl adds in. george nods.

when we get home, toby jumps out of the van to get prepared to stream. the rest of us run to the kitchen to get ingredients and set up an area to stream at.

"premade cake batter or starting from scratch?" tommy asks while shuffling things around in a cabinet.

"scratch! are you crazy?" i shout back, searching for eggs in the fridge.

"we're NOT starting from scratch," wilbur says. "it'll taste fine either way."

"you have to start from scratch!" niki chimes in. "not only is it better, but it's what chat would want!"

"WHO GIVES A SHIT ABOUT CHAT, THAT WOULD TAKE HOURS!" alex whines, tossing wilbur a container of frosting.

"as if you haven't played minecraft for hours on end!" i scoff. alex looks me dead in the eyes.

"that's different."

"uh huh."

"it's partially made from scratch," toby says, running down the stairs with a camera and lighting systems. "we have the cake batter mix, but we still need to add all the ingredients. flour, eggs, sugar, all that."

"what flavor?" george asks.

"chocolate."

"got it." george moves to help toby set up.

"not to freak anyone out or anything, but we got a minute until toby's supposed to go live," clay says, peaking around the corner.

"if push comes to shove he can delay the stream for a little bit," nick says. "no big deal."

once everything is finally set up, we all get in frame and toby hits "go live."

"hi everyone!" toby shouts, waving at the camera. "we got the whole squad with us today! we have wilbur, niki, tommy, valerie, me, alex, karl, nick, george, and clay!"

everyone waves at the camera, combined with a few "hi's!" scattered in.

the stream started out well, with niki, toby, and i mostly carrying the actual baking process. but everything went to shit when tommy tried to crack an egg and dropped the shell in.

"tommy! this is like cookie baking all over again!" i shout as i attempt to pick the shell bits out.

"sorry sorry! i'll help!" tommy says, but as he moves his arm, he knocks over the flour, which goes all over my shirt.

i say nothing, only stare at tommy with a deadpanned expression.

"um..." tommy starts. i narrow my eyes at him.

"you're dead to me," i say, grabbing an egg and smashing it on his head. he gasps as the egg falls off his head and trails down his back.

"WHAT THE FUCK? AT LEAST MINE WAS AN ACCIDENT!" he yells. i laugh.

"no no, i think we're even now."

and we were even, until karl decides to smash a glob of frosting in my face one second later.

"WHAT DID I DO TO YOU, KARL?" i ask, my eyes stuck together by the frosting.

"nothing, just wanted to join in," he says through fits of giggles.

"aww, me too!" george says, throwing a handful of flour at clay.

"i swear to god," wilbur says. "if any of you-"

"FOOD FIGHT!" nick shouts, running to the pantry to grab something. i turn to grab something from the fridge, but tommy grabs my waist and pulls me into his body, locking me into place.

"let GO OF ME you little goblin!" i shout at him. he laughs, then proceeds to crack an egg on my head. i shriek and the cold egg goes down my shirt.

"doesn't feel so good when it happens to you, huh?" he asks while smiling, putting a dollop of frosting on my nose. he lets go and i run to the fridge and open a pack of yogurt, opening it and scooping out a handful. it feels disgusting, but it will be worth it.

"don't you DARE," tommy says, holding his hand out to stop me. i smirk and quickly turn towards toby and smash it in the back of his head.

"WHAT THE HELL?" toby yells, turning around. he grabs a handful of flour and throws it at my face.

by the end of the night, we all look pretty messed up.

tommy and i definitely got it the worst. there's hardly a clean spot on either of us.

"okay, uhh, chat?" toby says, awkwardly approaching his camera. "might be where we have to end. i know this wasn't really a... um... cooking stream... it took an unexpected turn, but hey! hopefully you still enjoyed!"

"i think they enjoyed that more than they'd enjoy any cake baking," nick says as the chat floods with pogchamps and laughing. alex nods.

"well, i hope that's the case. bye chat! see you soon!" toby ends stream. toby briskly turns to us with his hands on his hips. i snicker slightly at his position.

"WHAT? WAS? THAT?" he asks, putting emphasis on every word. everyone turns to me.

"tommy started it," i say, pointing at him.

"woah, hey, bitch girl! i knocked over the flour and it spilled! it was an accident! then you cracked an egg on my head!" tommy fires back.

"ugh, fine. i might've done that. sorry if your stream was ruined-"

"are you kidding?" toby shouts quickly, making me jump. "those were the most viewers i've ever had! chat LOVED IT!" i purse out my bottom lip and nod.

"oh. well, in that case, you're welcome," i say, clasping my hands together. "and with that, i'm taking a shower." i head up to an upstairs bathroom and turn on the shower, go to my room to grab some clean pajamas, and swiftly lock the door to take a shower.