Lucy walked into the kichen with Ty, remembering the last time she was in here with Lavi--she missed that boy. Grinning to herself, she looked around and noticed Carter and Ella and then waved to them enthusiastically.
Turning back to Tyler, she smiled. "Of course I know--it's strawberry. So now we need to find some strawberries. Or a strawberry cake mix--that would be even better," She said as she followed him sround the kitchen, looking through cabinets.

"Alright," Tyler chuckled and began looking around. Hopefully they'll find the cake mix instead since Ty wasn't a big fan on Strawberries. He crouched down on the floor and opened the cabinet. He took out his wand and lit it up. "Ha! I found some cake mix!" he called and actually crawled into the cabinet to get it. As Tyler was crawling back out with the box, he bumped his head on something.

"Oww," he moaned and put the box on the counter, rubbing his head.

Lucy jumped slightly as Ty yelled about finding cake mix. She turned to see that he was actually INSIDE one fo the cabinets. She snorted softly and walked over to him. As he came out, however, his head hit the bottom of the countertop. She smiled and rubbed his head for him, rolling here eyes. "You okay?" she asked him, noticing a small bump on his head where he hit it. She eyed it, wondering if she should tell him--he didn't like the hospital wing anyway. She snatched up the cake mix and started reading the directions.

"I think so," Tyler chuckled and kept rubbing the back of his head. Next, Tyler climbed on the counter and opened the cabinets. They needed a bowl big enough and something to stir the mix. Here's a bowl and a spoon," he said and carefully climbed back down. "So what else do we need for the mix?"

When ever he was feeling blue his father had made him something special. He missed the warmth and activity of his kitchen at home. It had really been the heart of their house. If you sat in their kitchen long enough you would see the entire Greenwood and Riddle family pass through it.

He walked into the kitchen. It seemed the elves were just cleaning up and doing some prep work for the meal in the morning. He didn't want to both them, he found a stash of cookies. That put a smile on his face, and with a carton of milk he nicked for the fridge he was in business. He sat down in one of the elf chairs near the fireplace and dug into his cookies.

Food, food, food. Oliver was famished. For a tall skinny lad with ADHD who spent his entire time burning off excess energy, he didn't half have a good appetite.

Having eaten a fabulous three course meal in the Great Hall, he was still hungry so he decided to venture to the kitchens and bother the house elves for a while. Pushing open the door, he slunk in and looked around.

Cosy.

And Oooh.. they had been baking! He could smell those cookies – but who should be sitting right by the tray of freshly baked cookies? None other than Diggy Greenwood. Oliver's half nephew and current nemesis-ish. Though Oliver wasn't one to hold a grudge.

Nonchalantly, Oliver wandered over and slid casually into the seat opposite the boy. He smirked at him. “Digzy! The Digsmeister. How's it going, mate?” He asked friendlily like what happened the other day hadn't happened. He helped himself to a cookie and bit into it. Scrumptious. “These are really good.” He commented.

One of the elves had fixed him up and cheeseburger and some chips, though he wholly insisted that it wasn't necessary. But it was hard to tell a indentured elf that he didn't need waiting on. With half the cheeseburger gone Diggy wasn't complaining. "This is awesome," he told the elf that had fixed him up. He would be spending a lot more time in the kitchens. He loved house elves. Well he loved Tweet and her mother before she passed.

He had polished off the chips as well as he was back on the cookies, downing for of them and chasing them with his second glass of milk. This was the life and he was starting to get used to it. Granted it wasn't his dad's cooking but it was pretty darn close.

He raised an eyebrow as Oliver sauntered over and sat next to him popping a cookie in his mouth, well if he wanted to act like nothing happened Diggy would go with the flow. "Its going alright I guess," he told him honestly. He swallowed another cookie, "Yeah they are. There are some Berttie rainbow cookies around here that are really good too," he told him. he found those yesterday and it was a great find. You never knew what sort of cookie you were going to bite into.

All these years that Brants been at Hogwarts and hes never been into the kitchens "Whats wrong with me, How can I skip out on awesome food" he was thinking to himself. "Hello?" he said while peeking his head into the kitchen door. "Where were all the house elves at?"

once again talking to himself. "Hello..Is anyone there?" He hated to repeat himself. oh well, he started to walk in and noticed other students stuffing their faces. But there didn't seem to be anyone there that he knew personally.

He might have seen them around, like most students but not talking to them. He found a empty stool and sat down, putting his elbows on the table. Waiting for some food and someone to talk to. Brant was totally Girl sick, he didn't know what to do and he didn't even know if "Bel" Liked him.

Chris was on his Prefect corridor duties when he had reached the first floor. He was hungry, there was no denying that. He had been thinking about it and his desicion was made as soon as he saw the portrait. He walked up to it and tickled the pear.

When it swung open he walked in expecting to see a cute little House Elf run up to him like the millions few times he came in here, but instead saw the figure of Brant. "Oh hey Brant, fancy seeing you down here." he said. As he walked slowly towards the counter of food. Cookiesss!!!!1

While he was thinking and munching on the cookies there he saw Chris peek in and go right for them. "Hey man, Just got a little hungry ya know. Its werid tho eh, I've never been down here the whole time i've been at Hogwarts" he confessed to the Prefect. They have always been Great buddies and it was nice to see him.

"Oh ok, I got to get something off my chest, How do you deal with all the Girls here, Some of them are crazy about you but some are interested but you don't know if they like you enough to date. Its all so confusing." he said while thinking of the Hufflepuff Quidditch Captain, "I wonder what shes doing right now" he said in his head.

"All these girls are enough to drive you mad." as he said again and put his head between his hands and pulled lightly on his hair, Brant seemed stressed and it wasn't about school, All about girls. He started chewing again waiting for Chris to tell him some advice.

"Of course," Ella smiled, finishing up the last of her ice cream. "Let's go. Oh, and do you still have your soccer ball?" Ella asked with a twinkling eye. She already knew the answer. As long as they were playing football.. hey, why not a little soccer?

Ella wondered for a second what kind of image she gave off. Sporty? Girly? She'd have to ask Carter. Because she couldn't name herself as a certain type of person. "Hey, I know this is kind of out of the blue, but, how would you describe me?"

Lucy's eyes lingered on the small bump on his head for a second before she smiled at him. If he started forgetting stuff, then he would HAVE to go to the hospital wing. She accepted the bowl and spoon from him and placed them on the counter, glancing over at the cake box again. "Uhh, it's says we need eggs, water, and...oil?" She said as she made a face. EW. That sounded so gross--she couldn't believe that they actually PUT this stuff in cakes. Plus, it didn't sound very healthy. Her eyes moved around the kitchen until she spotted the refrigerator. AHA! Lucy walked over and started hunting for the eggs, while yelling at Ty over her shoulder. "You wanna find the oil and water?"

"Never had oil in a cake before? That's what makes it moist sometimes," Tyler said and he searched through the cabinets again. He found the oil in one of the top cabinets and hopped doen to gather some water from the sink. Ty opened the mixed and placed it into the bowl along with the water and oil.

"I think we need about two or three eggs,"

"Mhhmm," Lucy replied as head was still stuck in the fridge. She finally found the eggs and heard Ty mumble something about needing two or three. She stood on the spot, trying to debate whether she was going to be able to carry the eggs to Ty without breaking them. Then, shrugging her shoulders, she grabbed the whole carton and brought it over to him. "Here we go--eggs!" She said as she watched him put the mix, water, and oil in the bowl. WHOA. "Have...have you done this before?" She asked him as she giggled and cracked an egg.

Carter laughed. "Do I ever go anywhere without?" he asked laughing.

"I have no idea." he said with a chuckle. "Umm... smart... athletic... fun... Why?"

"Yes, I have if you're implying that I haven't," Tyler laughed and began to mix the ingredients as Lucy put the eggs in. After a few minutes of stiring and mixing, Tyler stopped and went to pre-heat the oven. After he set it to the right temperature, he looked around for a baking pan.

Sheesh!

This was like a work out going up and down looking for this and that. Finding the pan and cleaning it out, Ty poured the mix into it and placed it into the oven. "And now we wait," he said and wiped away the small amount of sweat that had formed on his forehead.

After Lucy had cracked all the eggs, she watched Ty mix everything together. "I just didn't know you knew how..." She said more to herself than him. She watched him set up the oven and then looked around for something to do. The empty cake box was sitting on the counter, and she sighed to herself. After throwing it in the trash can, she leaned against the counter and watched Ty run around, trying to find a pan. Once he had finally put the cake in the oven, and told her to wait, she nodded. "Thanks for letting me help," She mumbled to herself while looking at her shoes.

Tyler was resting on the counter when he heard Luce whisper something. Though he couldn't really hear what it was, Ty still called out to her. "What's wrong? You're too quiet than usual," he said and pulled her towards him. Ty rested his chin on her shoulder and sighed.

The temptation to make a joke about having ketchup with that burger and chips was almost too tempting for annoying Oliver, but he knew how sensitive Diggy was about being laughed at.. and would most likely shout or cry if he was - so Oliver resisted. Somehow. It took a hell of a lot of self control from the twitchy boy.

“Great.” He replied with a grin and took another bite of his chocolate chip cookie. He was relived that Diggy acted like nothing had happened – made things easier really.

He crinkled his nose. “Noo. I'll stick to regular ones. Don't want to be put off them for life because I was unfortunate enough to get a extra old mature cheddar spiked cookie.” He crinkled his nose and smirked as he continued to munch happily on his cookie. “You a Quidditch player, Digzy Digz?” He asked the younger boy... avoiding family.. and size.. and ketchup. Was there anything else that needed to be avoided? Guess Oliver would find out...

Chris laughed a bit as he reached for a cookie. Ooh treacle fudge. "Its ok, I am actually down here to much probably." He said taking a seat beside Brant.

Chris sighed. Girls around here could be crazy sometimes. "Yes well its true, they can be a bit overwhelming at times. Maybe you should spend more time with them to see which one you like better and which one you relate to better. And if you aren't sure they like you maybe they will let you know?" he said. He didnt have much experience with girls thowing themselves at him. He had just had girlfriends before, that he had asked out.

Lucy looked up as he called out to her and just shook her head. "Let's look for strawberry frosting," She said with a smile, while kissing his cheek. She hated getting mad over stupid things.

"Uh ok sure," Tyler smiled and hopped down the counter. "So where can there be icing in this place?" he wondered out loud and started looking.

Lucy grinned and starting walking around the kitchen again. "Um, I dunno, one of the cabinets?" She said with a shrug. And with that, she started searching the cabinets, one by one, hopping up on the counter so she could reach the ones on the top. After a minute or two, she squealed. "I found it!" She said as she shook a pink plastic tub in Ty's face. "Now we need decorations," She said and continued looking in the cabinets. "What should we use? Sprinkles? Ohh, and we need candles, too!" She exclaimed loudly.

"Might as well look," he said and looked through the cabinets again. This was like the muggle book 'Where's Waldo?'. You had to keep looking until you find it. But that was basically what life was like. Opening every door to the cabinets, Tyler was about to give up when Lucy shook something pink in front of his face. It was the icing. "Looks like you're better at finding things than me. A few sprinkles and of course candles," he said and looked through the cabinets again. "Ha! I found candles! ...and a SPIDER!" he yelled and quickly crawled out of the cabinet.

Lucy grinned as he said she was better at finsdings things--probably not true, but who doesn't like being told that?? Hehe. As she poked her head around for soe srpinkles and candles, she heard Ty yell out. She jumped down from the countertop and walked over to him. "Glad you found the candles," She said but then noticed the look of fear on his face at the mention of the spider. She grinned slowly. "You afraid of spiders?" She asked as she bent down next to him and examined the cabinet. Aww, it was just a baby spider, probably separated from his mummy. Lucy cupped it in her hands and moved out of the cabinet and turned towards Ty with a grin on her face--her usual EVIL grin. Okay, okay, no being mean to boyfriend. But she was just going to have some fun!!