i melt with [ash] you

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Ash was wondering what his parents were up to. Sometimes he'd just miss them even though he saw them everyday. But he didn't like living alone in a big house. He had bought it after his taxes last year. So, yeah he had some money but not like he was some rich fellow or something like that. Money wasn't important to him. Sure, it could buy you many things but did it really make you all that happy? He didn't think so but that was just him. Other people probably didn't nor would want to agree with him. Ash could cook and bake. He rarely ever cooked for anyone but himself and his folks. No girlfriends had tasted a thing he had cooked. Simply because no one stayed with him long enough to let him cook them something to eat. He was sure that Angela would be a tough critic on his food cooking and baking skills. But he was totally up for the challenge. Ash had watched her roll her eyes at him. This girl was something, something amazing. "True, they don't. It's called cannibalism. But I'm sure you know all about that. I'd never eat a human being even if I was dying of hunger."

[/b] He laughed and looked at her. "Okay, maybe if they were dipped into chocolate. Then maybe I'd eat them."[/b] Ash said laughing. He nearly fell off the stool he was sitting on. He'd rather die then eat a human being even if they had died. It was rather disgusting and just thinking about it made him sick. "I'd like to think I'd be some yummy pies."[/b] He listened to her go on about the different flavored pies he'd be made out of. He was sure he'd make some great pies and many too. So, he'd at least fill a few people up. Just thinking about it made him laugh. "Well yeah because I don't just wanna be one dull flavor. That's boring which I'm not. So, it just wouldn't do well with me."[/b]

"Exactly. I'm glad you don't freak out over little, silly things. I like how you are different from most girls. It's absolutely refreshing, like a tall cool glass of fresh lemonade."[/b] Ash didn't think he'd find someone so different from the rest. It was really nice and well different, ha. He didn't want to let this girl out of his reach either. So, he wasn't planning on walking away or ever ignoring her. How could someone ignore this beautiful girl anyways? And how could she be single?! What the hell was up with that? But then again it could be her choice to be single. Which he could understand and respect. Some girls didn't like commitments nor being tied down as some would say. "True, you're irreplaceable. I guess I am. Sucks to be me, huh?"[/b] Ash knew this girl would make something of herself. Like something big and wonderful. She had that kind of fire in her, he could tell. He wondered what she looked for in a guy. It was too soon to ask her that right now though. Ash didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable in any way. "No, it isn't. It's way worse. There most certainly would be mayhem everywhere without bakery's. Gas station food just isn't the same as real homemade cooked food."[/b] He should know. He'd eat all the time. Sometimes he'd get food at a gas station when he was getting gas or on a trip for his job. Sometimes he had to go on the road to get certain parts that weren't located here in Forks.

He laughed when she said she'd like to think she wasn't a pervert. Maybe she was telling him the truth. She was different and well saying that really wasn't doing any good with his chances with her. He was a stupid man sometimes, he'd have to admit he said some stupid and outline things most of the time. But mostly every guy did that. In one way or another. "Well, everyone would like to not think they were."[/b] Ash was wondering what was going on inside that head of hers. She was probably thinking of all the goodies she had to make and bake. Working with food wasn't always fun or easy. He knew that. Angela had brought up a fair and how she hadn't gone to one in forever. He could bring her to the one here. "Would you wanna go with me then? I'd love to bring you to it. I love fairs myself. Oh, you don't plan on moving away from me yet, are you?"[/b] Ash said jokingly. He' really love to bring Angela to the fair. It'd be nice out and fun to do with someone he liked. Well, it was more than that but that was something to talk about at a later time. Like when they were actually in the dating mode.

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[angela]

angela CHRISTINE walton

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DON’T CALL YOUR MOTHER
’cause now we’re partners in crime
don’t be a baby, remember what you told me[/center][/font]

Angela wondered if normal people would approve of the conversation she was having with Ash right now. After all, most people didn’t talk about eating people or being baked into pies. Now, maybe in Sweeney Todd’s world that happened, but definitely not in Angela’s society. She didn’t see why it was so taboo. Okay, yes, she understood why eating people was taboo, but she didn’t understand why joking around about it was so bad. She liked that this boy would joke around with her without giving her funny looks or thinking she was a complete freak. Now, maybe if he had met her sister he’d think Lexi was a complete freak, but hopefully not Angela. She was the more normal one of the family, and that was certainly saying something. “That’s somewhat refreshing to know. I think I’m on the same page as you,”

[/color] she said. Though, if her life depended on it and they were already dead and she didn’t have to do the cooking, there was a one in a million possibility, but she would be way more likely to go with the 999 999 out of a million possibility that she WOULDN’T eat someone. “Mmm, chocolate would be good. Anything dipped in chocolate is amazing. Well, mostly anything,”[/color] she said. There were some things you just didn’t put in chocolate. “You know what’s really amazing? Fudge dipped in chocolate. I’m just saying. It may sound terrible and far too sweet, but it’s delicious as a little mouthful of a treat,”[/color] she shrugged. It wasn’t like she did that all the time. But if she was making a batch of fudge and there was some melted chocolate for something else, there was nothing stopping that girl from having a tiny piece dipped in the chocolate.

“Same. It’d be rather unfortunate if you were disgusting,”[/color] she said with a nod as if this was something serious they had to consider. Though really if you were selling pies to the public or even just making one for yourself you wouldn’t want it to be disgusting, would you? No, you would want it to be amazing so that more people would want to buy your pies and enjoy them. “Then I’ll make sure to bake you into several, delicious, different pies. How do you feel about that?”[/color] she asked with a teasing grin. She rather hoped that he realized she was completely joking and that she’d never dream about baking anyone into a pie. She didn’t think it’d get the right consistency either. She didn’t like meat pies anyways, they were nasty. She liked delicious pies, like apple or cherry or peanut butter. All those sorts of desserty pies. Angela smiled at Ash and managed to stop herself from blushing. She had gotten very good with that. It was actually a trait that her and her sister shared. Though now Lexi just didn’t blush, EVER, and that was because of the whole vampire thing. Angela was just lucky it seemed. “Just make sure to savour me instead of gulping me right down, mmkay?”[/color] she asked with a little wink. Okay, so she was rather…forward at times. She had no problems flirting and joking with people. She actually loved it and Ash seemed not to mind so why bother not doing it? If she could flirt and get away with it she most certainly would. She was just that type of girl. No, not a skank, but one that just liked to flirt. There was nothing wrong with that. “Just a little bit,” she laughed when he commented on her being irreplaceable and him being replaceable. As long as one of them wasn’t replaceable that’s all that really mattered.

Angela scrunched her noes in displeasure and shook her head. “The last time I bought store-made cookies I was in the sixth grade and they made me want to throw up. They were so dry and gross; it was like biting into a cookie made of oats and cardboard and fake chocolate,”[/color] she said with displeasure in her voice. Ever since then she only ate homemade cookies either from her kitchen or from bakeries. She refused to eat the things from bags in a grocery store. She didn’t understand how those companies even stayed in business, but somehow they did. Obviously there were a lot of people in the world that didn’t know what real food tasted like. Angela laughed and rolled her bright blue eyes. “I suppose,”[/color] she said, though honestly did not think she was a pervert. Oh well, whatever. It was no skin off her back. “I’d love to go,”[/color] she said and smiled honestly. She shook her head and tapped his hand. “Nope, you’ll be stuck in that car place across the road all day smelling my goodies and torturing yourself because you’re not on break. But if you’re lucky I might bring some goodies over sometimes,”[/color] she said, whispering it in a mock whisper as if this was a secret that he wasn’t supposed to know. He was lucky though cause she liked him and she treated her friends well. She would definitely bring him over goodies, especially when there seemed to be a lot of customers and it looked like he was working overload. She could see from the window how many cars were there at a time; ahh, the joys of huge windows. “I think the main question must be asked, though,”[/color] she nodded as if this was a do or die thing. “Ferris wheel or no ferris wheel? If you’re afraid of heights I might as well refuse to go right now because I love the ferris wheel and I’d rather take my niece than go alone,”[/color] she said. She rather hoped he liked them otherwise it would be most disappointing. But who was she kidding? She’d go with him anyways.[/size]

what am I wearing? am i nude?
am I crazy? what’s in my head?
how many words? 978
who’s my reader? ash
who made this template? @ CLARKY ! DON'T FREAKING STEAL ![/blockquote][/blockquote]