"Joe! Stop throwing eggs at me!" Ross cried, his arms shooting up to cover his face as eggs were quickly chucked at him. Joe didn't stop as he was too busy laughing to hear him.

Ross had egg shells mixed into his hair, sticking out like a sore thumb amongst his gray hair. His face was drenched in egg yolk and it was slowly dripping onto the floor.

The others didn't put a stop to it since they were too deep in there own little bubble of chaos.

"Zubin, did you put the expired milk in?" Rob asked, side eyeing Joe and Ross.

Rob gestured to the cake mix that had just had milk poured into it. It was all smelly and chunky. Zubin observed it for a moment before quickly backing away a step.

Zubin raised an eyebrow and grabbed the bottle. "No? It was fine when I got it out the fridge?"

The only people who had any form of control was you and Andrew, who had split off from the other four to make the icing.

"Uh, {{user}}? Should we help them?" Andrew asked as he held back laughter.