bLiZzArD ;))
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Thread Topic: bLiZzArD ;))
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(hiii :D hru?)
"I should be good, thanks. You guys can tag along if you want, though." George said with a smile.
"Honestly sounds kind of fun, what do you think, Nick? Wanna help the master chef Gogs?" Karl said with a giggle, earning a playful glare from George.
"Don't call me that," The older male whispered, narrowing his eyes.
(honestly i love fluff with all of them- like Nick and George are like, one of my fav duos-) -
(i’m good, hru? :))
“It would be splendid to cook with the spectacular chef Gogy,” Nick said in a thick, terrible British accent, trying to contain his laughter. -
(i'm good :])
"Right, then," George said, a giggle slipping past his lips as he overexaggerated his British accent. "To the kitchen, pupils!" He said, standing up and walking out, Karl rushing to his feet and following him.
"Yes, sir!" The younger brunette said, trying to copy George's accent. -
Nick stifled a laugh, standing and following George and Karl. “So, what first, sire?” The ravenette asked, trying his best to keep the fake accent and not burst into laughter.
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"First is to, um," George said, spinning around slowly in a circle, looking around the kitchen. "Find a pot," He said, nodding his head slightly at the two of them.
Karl looked at Nick, still having no knowledge of where anything was. -
“Sir, yes sir,” Nick said with a salute, going over to the cabinets and searching for a pot. He grabbed two out, walking over to George and setting then on the counter. “I must inform you that, we may not have meatballs for the spaghetti, sire,” he said, continuing the phony accent as he tried to hide his laughter.
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"Go search for them, then report back to me," George said, gesturing with his hand for Nick to go look. Karl watched George, struggling to keep up the act. George grabbed the two pots, setting one down next to the sink and filling the other with water. "Karl, go find the sauce," George ordered, somehow keeping up the act as he set the pot filled with water onto the stove, turning the burner on.
"Yes sir!" Karl said, nodding and walking away, smothering his giggles. -
“Sir, yes sir!” Nick exclaimed, heading toward the fridge and searching the freezer for meatballs.
Clay pulled up in the driveway, shutting off his music and the car. He got out and locked the car, walking to the front door and going inside. He shut the door behind him, listening to the guys in the kitchen and almost laughing at the nonsense he was hearing. He poked his head into the kitchen, watching the three with a small smile on his face. “What’chu guys makin’?”
(not watching a compilation vid of slimecicle moments lmaoo) -
(xD)
"Doesn't matter to you, you bloody American," George said, turning to Clay. Although he couldn't stop the smile from tugging on his lips, and he giggled a little bit, turning at Karl handed him two jars of sauce. George nodded him away, and the younger brunette stepped off to the side, watching and waiting. -
(Tommy trying to imitate Charlie tho xD)
Nick almost burst into laughter, covering his mouth with his hand. Clay chuckled, raising an eyebrow. “I see how it is, Brit,” he said, crossing his arms. “I guess I’ll just leave again. Maybe I’ll come back, maybe I won’t.”
“And let Chef Gogy’s hard work go to waste?? Shame. Shame on you, Pissbaby.”
“Call me Pissbaby one more time and we’re gonna have issues.”
“Try me, b—ch,” Nick said jokingly, sticking his tongue out at Clay. -
"No tomfoolery in my kitchen!" George playfully yelled at Nick, before locking eyes with Clay again and smiling softly, mouthing the word 'hi' to him before turning to Karl. "Karl, get the spaghetti, the water is boiling," He ordered, raising his voice. Karl stood up straight, searching the cabinets before finding the spaghetti, bringing it over to the stove and handing to to George.
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Clay rolled his eyes and smiled, mouthing a hello back at George. “I’m gonna go set the table for you guys,” he said, walking off.
“Yeah, you do that, you wench!” Nick shouted, flipping Clay off.
“Says the chef’s assistant!”
“OH F—K OFF.” -
"Mr. Nap!" George snapped, turning to Nick after getting the spaghetti in the pot, turning the water down so it wouldn't overflow. "Shut up!"
Karl giggled, covering his mouth with his hand.
"And Mr. Was-Taken!" George called, looking over to where Clay walked off. -
Nick burst into laughter, leaning back against the counter. “NO ONE TELLS THE SAPNAP TO SHUT UP!”
“Yeah babe?” Clay replied, poking his head back into the kitchen. -
"I expect the finest table settings," He said, then turning to Nick.
"I do, you idiot sandwich. Have you found any meatballs?" George said, walking over and staring at the ravenette.
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