You woke up to a loud crash, and lots of clamor, average Saturday start for you. You shuffled out of bed, and found the group of idiots in the kitchen, flour everywhere, a pan trapping Smitty to the ground, Droid on the floor, coughing and sneezing flour, Grizzy panicking, Blarg leaning over the oven....jesus christ.

"I told you that wasn't how to do it!" Puffer shouted, his fins flapping in annoyance as Smitty squealed for help under the pan. "Now look what you did! It's everywhere!"

Kryoz, who was sitting on the counter, kicking his lil' stick legs, shifted, and waved to you, Pezzy tugged on your pant leg, looking panicked. "Sorry! Sorry..we were trying to make cookies- and- and we uh..." He paused, getting cut off by Droid sneezing again, and Pezzy looked back at the mess. "...We might've...screwed up...a little bit-"