Once we arrived back home, we cleaned off all the dirt and blood from our bodies and are currently sitting on the couch. Well, I'm sitting on the couch. Gon entered his room and emerged soon after wearing sweatpants and a white t-shirt. He then washed his hands and walked downstairs at a rapid pace. I, who had observed the whole thing, became confused and followed him soon after.

Taking the last step downstairs, though he was nowhere in sight. I stood stupidly at the bottom of the stairs in confusion before I heard metal clanking together coming from the large downstairs kitchen. I followed the sounds and opened the door, finding gon taking out different kitchen appliances to presumably make something.

I stepped inside and gently closed the door behind me. "What are you making?" I asked. He looked up from whatever he was doing once he heard my voice. "Oh, killua, want to help? I'm just making some cupcakes. Got to use some of these before it goes bad." He says. I smile and accept.

"Alright! Get the butter, sugar, and eggs, and I'll get the rest. Oh, three eggs by the way." Gon said while searching a pantry. I got all the ingredients, but according to Gon, butter has nothing to do with margarine. Taste-wise, what's the difference?

After we started mixing the ingredients, I had a fun idea. When I reached into a bag, I pulled out a handful of flour. After a small minute of debating, I hesitantly threw it at his face, and he stood there in awe. After a small period of silence, he looked at me with a wicked smile which induced a nervous giggle from me. He whipped out the flour and chased me around the kitchen with it. "Oh. You're so on!"

I shrieked as he threw the flour at my face, and it landed directly inside my mouth. I stuck my tongue out as the flour had a terrible bitter taste. I ran in circles while Gon was on the ground dying of laughter, and I was determined to get him back for that. I stuck my head under the sink and let the tap water wash away the flour from my tongue.

"That was terrible!" I said choking. Gon clutched his stomach as he choked on his laugh. This gave me a chance to get him back, so I grabbed a handful of flour, and I threw it in the air above him; it fell like snow, covering him completely. However, he simply laughed even harder.

"Stop choking, you idiot! It would be kind of sad if you died of laughter during the apocalypse, wouldn't it?" I asked, slightly laughing at how stupid he looked. After a quick minute, we both had contained ourselves and were back at the job at hand.

"Since you've started this, you'll get to be the one to clean it. I'll finish the batter." He said, pointing at the bowl which contained all the ingredients that had yet to be stirred and throwing me a broom that I just barely caught. I groaned as I reluctantly did as told. By the time I was finished, he had put the cupcakes in the oven.

"That was fun. You missed a few spots on the floor, by the way." He said, smiling cheekily. He was about to walk out of the kitchen cockily before he slipped on the floors I had just mopped.

"I think I did a pretty good job at cleaning." After I said that I had wheezed to the point I needed to clutch my stomach in pain. He had been looking at me from his position on the floor, unamused. I was still laughing as I offered him a hand, and he quickly clasped my hand and pulled me down to the floor along with him.

Gon was holding the wrist of one of my hands while my other was pinning him to the ground, our noses slightly touching. My face was a cherry red color at this point and felt as if I were burning. As soon as I got the strength, I pushed myself off of him and quickly backed away, still on the floor with my arms supporting me. He laughed and pulled himself up to his feet, lending me a hand.

I hesitantly took it and used it to balance myself once I was standing again. I leaned against the counters with my arms crossed against my chest. I had decided that I was much too tired to continue helping gon with his muffins, and left to go back upstairs and watch some shows I still had on my list.

Not gonna lie, that was slightly hot.

I blushed as killua quickly climbed off of me after a good minute, and laughed once I saw how flustered killua had gotten. I lifted myself up while offering a hand to killua, who seemed to hesitate before taking it and pulling himself up. I grinned, Killua had looked so incredibly pissed but I could see he was fighting the urge to smile.

I collected all the dirty dishes and piled them into the sink, and rinsed them all off. Killua had then started walking away and towards the exit. "Where are you going? Aren't you going to help me finish the cupcakes?" I asked. We still had to add icing to the top of them, which still had to be made.

"No thanks, I'm probably going to make them way too amazing. Ill leave you to it, since you'll make them decent enough or something." He says sarcastically. I laugh and wave him off.

"Oh, yeah, because Gordon Ramsay went bankrupt ever since you joined the kitchen," I say, rolling my eyes at him. He scoffed and walked out the door, closing it behind him.