Chapter 20: GIRLS NIGHT IN

Natasha has been having fun preparing for girls' night and I was locked away in my room watching movies on Netflix. There was no way I was going to be stuck in here all night. I wanted to meet Natasha's sister and compare the two ladies. Also, I wanted to see if I'll be able to steal some cookies. She has been baking all day. With Lucy out of the way, she had no distractions. When I asked where she shipped Lucy off to, she said her Brother-in-law was looking after them. That's Lucy and her sister's son. Without resisting the temptation, I commented on how that was good. It was better it was her sister's husband and not a sitter so the girl wouldn't be passed on to someone else. She rolled her eyes and walked away without a comeback. I have watched all the Netflix movies I could find and so far it's been boring, I needed to do something else. My ears perked up in excitement when I heard the door to the living room opening. Checking the time, it was 6 pm. I would probably give them an hour or two before leaving here. Hopefully, they are not out of cookies by then. Squealing was followed by series of giggling and chuckles. My ear was temporarily deafened by the sound of music. How did they manage to make it so loud? This was my opportunity, I did a mental happy dance before walking out of my room. First stop, the kitchen. I bumped into someone as soon as I stepped out.

" Ouch "

" Sorry "

It was Natasha, urgh. I hadn't even seen the cookies yet.

" What the absolute fuck? Are you wearing a onesie? " I fell on my knees and laughed harder than I had in a very long while. " So, it is a onesie "

" Don't laugh at me! "

" Too late, too late " I placed my hand on my mouth but that couldn't stop me either.

I was on the floor, laughing, ignoring her glares. She blushed and buried her face in her hands. I was making her do that often.

" Awww, you look so cute. I want to pinch your cheeks and pat your head. "

" Stop it "

"It sounds like you guys are throwing a wild midnight party. Wait, are you? And I wasn't invited " I gasped and held my chest faking hurt. " That wasn't the plan. How could you betray me! "

" Oh shut up, we're just three here "

" Then what's up with the heavy Rock metal songs? "

" That's my sister trying to crawl under my skin " Oh, a sister who's the opposite. Natasha seems like someone too soft to handle any heat.

" Well, if she hasn't crawled under your skin yet, she's crawling under mine. It's too loud "

" Sorry, I will turn it down " she looked sincerely sorry. It wasn't meant to disturb me.

" Thanks, who knew your sleepover would be so exhausting "

Groaning, she whisper yelled, " IT'S NOT A SLEEPOVER. "

" Sure, if you say so " I reached out to pat her head. I just couldn't resist, she reminded me of an angry bird.

" Don't do that and go back to your room " she shoved my hand away.

" But I was in my room before your little slumber party disturbed me " I pointed out wittingly.

" You can go back now, I already apologized and said the noise will be reduced " Where's the fun In that?

" Yes, but after seeing life outside my room I don't want to go back " I pouted.

" You promised not to disturb me "

" No, you misheard me. I didn't promise and what I said Is that I wouldn't crash your sleepover "

" Isn't that what you're doing ? " she asked crossing her arms and looking at me getting all judgy.

" No. Fine, I'll go back to my room under one condition " This was my chance to slip in my requests for some cookies. I obviously wouldn't be able to take any since she'll be watching like a hawk till I return to my bedroom.

So, why not ask?

" What's it ? " she inquired without an expression.

" Cookies "

" How did you even know I made cookies ?"

" Incredible sense of smell," I said pointing to my nose. My sense of smell was like no other. It's really hard not to tell she has been making cookies, the entire house smell like chocolate chip cookies.

" Oh, well my answer is no."

" No? why ? " now I don't get cookies.

" Because you're annoying " Music to my ears. A lot of people said that, to my face, behind my back. I had no problem with it.

" That's what makes me interesting. I just want a cookie or two." Funny I was making negotiations when she hasn't even agreed to give me one.

" You're not even going to get one "

" You're a onesie-wearing mean lady " I should have shut my mouth at this point and I'll have a higher chance of getting what I want. But since when did I ever stop?

" Stop saying that " she shot me a death glare.

" It's the truth and Jeremy is known to be honest no matter what the situation might be. "

" Pfft, rather Jeremy is known to be very annoying and everyone wants him dead "

" And he is known to be hot too " I shall always massage my ego, makes the world go round.

" Annoying jerk "

" Onesie lady " looks like we are giving realistic nicknames here.

" Stop ! " she was on the brim of frustration.

" You started with the name-calling. I just want a cookie and I'll disappear "

" No "

" Are you a terrible baker? is that why you don't want to give me a cookie? Lucy said her momma is a good baker. Or is it otherwise? " Rubbing my fingers on my chin. There has to be a way to get those cookies.

" I'm not a terrible baker "

" Then why don't you want to give me, no man should be denied the right of having a cookie. it's unheard of "

" Exactly, every man deserves his cookies " A strange voice called out.

" What is she doing here? " I scowled and looked at Natasha for an answer.