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AS LONG AS YOU DON’T BURN DOWN THE KITCHEN THIS TIME, I WILL. ( he knew it. the kitchen’s totally going to get burned down again. )

||: lucas: *fully aware that mike can’t cook for shit and he’ll probably burn down the kitchen* also lucas: *allows it to happen*

WHOA, WHAT.

I BELIEVE YOU. ( not really. ) ( they’re so fucked. )

HELL YEAH. ( they see either his sister, el, or max, they run. sounds like a plan? )

it’s true.

OKAY. OKAY. ( snatching a nearby apron and putting it on. ) ( oh, they’ll never be able to catch them by then. this plan is foolproof. )

man.

OOH, HOW ABOUT LASAGNA. ( PREPARED and MORE THAN EQUIPPED for the job. they’re going to do great. :) )

Spending the rest of the night catching up on a few comic books in his room.

He’s awake but at what cost?

Head rising up. Head falling down right on the pillow. Too early.

He’s just rubbing his head as he stared at him now. “What’s that even for?”

Aaaand he’s back! ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ Did anybody miss him yet?

Slowly opening his arms with a small, sheepish grin. What is she waiting for, then?

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ WIIIIIIIILL .ᐟ