#I gave him an egg for his birthday and it bumped our friendship up two hearts

[beheadable]

Oh sweetie don’t apologize . . .

[pizzaboat]

Lumity

Luz asks Amity to help her bake a cake for Willow's birthday. Chaos ensues.

Wh‐what!?"

Luz smiled angelically at her, leaning closer which made Amity's heart skip a beat.

"I said, do you wanna help me bake a birthday day cake for Willow's party?" 

"Yes!–I mean, sure y-yeah," Amity stammered out, "but didn't she already have her birthday?"

"I mean yeah, but she was sick that day," Luz said, "I don't really get alot of the illnesses that you guys have, but I do know being sick in general sucks Hooty egg's.. this way she'll get to celebrate her birthday properly with her friends!"

Oh titan her heart, this girl would be the death of her;

"Wow, that's really kind of you Luz, does Willow know what kind of cake she wants?" 

"Well you see that's the thing," The human said lowering her voice, "it's a surprise, We have to keep it on the down low."

"Got it," Amity said, nodding, "alright I'll help."

Luz beamed grabbing her hand's, "Thanks Amity, you're the best!"

Before she knew what was happening she was being pulled into one of the girl's signature, crushing hugs. All logic and reason left her for a moment until Luz pulled back and started saying something else. Amity mentally shook herself and tried to focus on anything but the fact Luz was now holding her hand's again.

"–I'll share the juicy details with you later, ok?" The other teen was saying now, "this is gonna be great!"

Before she could respond Luz was already sprinting off down the school corridors to her next class. Amity stood there dumbfounded for a moment trying to process what just happened. 

"Amity, why arn't you in class right now?" Principal Bump said, walking by and breaking her from her trance.

"Oh, sorry!"

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Luz knew her friend had arrived the moment she heard shrill screams from the front of the house. She thundered down the stairs and rushed to Hooty's door, but before she got there, it slammed open and Amity was revealed on the other side, a murderous glint in her eye's and a pink fame in her hand.

Hooty noticed her then;

"LUZ SAVE ME, YOURE FRIEND IS CRAZY!!" He screeched. Some of his feathers were singed.

Amity winced and went to finish the job. Uh-oh.

Luz darted to her, grabbing her wrist. The physical contact seem to rile the girl up further.

"I warned that thing never to talk to me again." She growled, trying to break free.

Hooty squaked in fear.

Luz wrapped an arm around her, half comforting and half restraining, guiding the other kid inside, "It's OK, it's over now."

"I just said hi!" Hooty cried and they both ignored him.

The door shut on his voice, and the two girls were alone then. Amity calmed down after a moment or two.

"Sorry about that..," The witch said, "he's just so.." She shuddered then.

"Don't worry about it," Luz said sympathetically, "I still sometimes freak out when I see him. Not everything on the Isles is charmingly weird."

She eventually led her friend into the kitchen.

They took stock of what they need from an old cook book, Luz had found rooting around the house. This particular book was previously being used as a table leg for a random desk.. She'd put it back later.

"OK," Amity said,"what do we do?"

"Um.. I thought you'd know," Luz said sheepishly.

"Wait, why would I know how to bake a cake?" Her friend frowned.

"I don't know, you're smart!" Luz exclaimed, "..I thought you'd y'know, know how.. that's why I asked you."

She didn't miss the blush amity gave at that. Well she does like people recognising her ability..  it must be that.

"Alright," Amity said then, "where's the Owl Lady, maybe she knows what to do?"

Luz shook her head, "Eda's at the market. She won't be back for hours.."

" ..Well I guess we'll just have to make do with what we know," she continued, "and really, how hard can it be for the two of us to bake a cake?"

Her cooking partner frowned at that, "I'd imagine it's difficult when you don't know what you're doing Luz."

"Pshh, we've eaten cake before! We know what good food tastes like, it's all we need!" The teen said trying to hype her friend up;

"we've got a cook book, we've got our wit's and we've got the power of friendship–"

–Nothing can go wrong!" Luz declared.

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Everything was going wrong.

"Is it supposed to look like that?" Amity asked her partner.

Luz tried to whipe flour from her face, only smudging it further, she then turned to consult the cook book;

"well it says the mixture should be be kind of a liquid.."

Amity watched the mixture wave at them.

"Does the book mention the batter growing sentience?" Amity said frowning.

"No.." luz sighed.

"We should start over," Amity told her.

"You're probably right." The Luz agreed.

The batter agreed too.

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1 hour later.

"I don't really know what's edible in here," Luz admitted, after Amity thoroughly burnt the previous mixture when it tried to eat them.

The smell of smoke still hung in the kitchen, and the fourteen year old opened a window.

"You'd think most foods in a kitchen would be." Amity grunted.

"Well my cooking buddy, I guess we're just gonna have to continue with the process of elimination!" Luz told her.

Amity groaned and luz took out another carton of spider eggs.

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3 hours later.

Luz ran a batter covered hand through her dark hair, slicking it back with a white clump of goo. Amity honestly had to say; this is the only time her crush has looked ridiculous to her.

"I think we've got it this time, this is the perfect batter that won't try and talk philosophical nonsense with us, unlike the last three batches." The brown eyed teen sighed in relief.

"I think you're right," Amity agreed, "let's just pour it into a cake tin and be done with this."

Luz nodded, and went to pour the batter into their chosen tin;

"For willow," She said weakly.

"For willow, Amity returned with as much enthusiasm.

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15 minutes later.

"WHAT IN TITANS NAME WHERE YOU TWO DOING!?"

Her mentor's sister, had rushed Into the house at the smell of smoke. apparently she'd thought the house was on fire.

Luz and Amity now stood with their head's down covered in soot, abomination sludge and cake mix, completely mortified as the adult infront of them continued to berate them;

"I have never seen anything like this in all my life!"  Lilith said, "and I've seen some serious incompetence in my time, but never something like this!"

Neither girl dared to say a word.

"I expected this from my sister's apprentice, but Amity Blight, I expected more from you." She continued crossing her arms.

Luz watched her friend's cheek's flush in shame.

"I mean what we're you thinking?" Lilith said, "an all out brawl with a cake demon in the kitchen? You almost burnt the house down, how am I supposed to explain this to Edalyn?"

She had an idea then;

" Explain this to Edalyn.. what do you mean by that?"

"Well, she left me encharge, while she went to the mar–oh no, I know that look. It's the same one Edalyn makes."

Luz grinned at her.

"I won't be blackmailed human." Lilith warned.

"So this is technically your fault," Luz said smugly, "your not gonna tell Eda about this, because you need this place."

"This is extortion!" Lilith growled.

"Nah, it's revenge." The teen quipped.

"Luz what you doing?" Amity hissed, voice hushed while pulling her aside and giving her a disproving look.

"Its for Willow," Luz pleaded," plus you don't wanna see Eda when she's mad, she made Me, Willow and Gus clean the entire house top to bottom after we animated it. plus this is Lilith. trust me on this."

Her friend looked conflicted for a moment, Luz could see her weighing up the morality of it behind her golden eyes;

"Fine, do what you need to do," She eventually conceded.

Luz gave a nod and turned back to the disgruntled woman.

"Eda doesn't need to know about this, we can all win here," They said.

Lilith scoffed, "How so?"

"We just have to clean up this mess, and you have to bake us a birthday cake."

The witch's eyebrows shot up at that, "That's a strange demand, why a birthday cake?"

"It's  for a friend," Luz said.

"Fabulous, well I don't cook, and I certainly don't bake cakes for your snot nosed little friend's." Lilith sneered.

"You don't have a choice here," Amity pressed joining in now.

Lilith looked to her with mild shock; She seemed to realise there was no real way out of this.

"Fine." She growled, "five minutes with my Sister and you've both turned into criminals."

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Willow's surprise party had gone off without a hitch. Gus had provided the intertainment and Luz and Amity had carted out Lilith's cake.

"Aw guys," Willow had said, "you didn't have to do this!"

"You're our friend," Luz had said, "no amount of monster fighting and black mail is too much for you."

Amity had silently agreed.

Willow and Gus had looked confused then, but Luz and Amity knew the truth, and as they'd both dozed off, head's on each others shoulder's in the middle of the party, they knew they'd be haunted by their actions forever.

[perfectlyrose]

help i need somebody (not just anybody) -- part 1/5

Summary: Rose is settling into her life in a new city very nicely. She has a job she loves, great new friends, and a flat a few doors down from a certain cute neighbor. When her mum keeps nagging her about kickstarting her love life, Rose spins a tale that involves dating her neighbor, John, who is no more than a good friend. It's all an innocent white lie until Jackie calls and tells Rose that she's coming to visit and can't wait to meet her boyfriend.Rose has to face the music and come clean to John and see if he will pretend to be her boyfriend for just a few days while her mother is in town and hope that their friendship is still intact at the end of it all. 

Pairing: Ten/Rose

Rating: All Ages // Word Count: 2001

Note: For the absolutely wonderful and amazing @lastbluetardis as a belated birthday present <3 love you ashley! i hope you enjoy this little fake dating romp!

AO3 // TSP // FF // tumblr

Life in a new city was going swimmingly for Rose. She loved her new job, had made a few friends who she already adored, and her flat was much cheaper than the one she’d had back in London. Her love life was still non-existent at best but fixing that was fairly low on her priority list.

It was item number one on Jackie’s list though.

“I’m just saying, Rose. You’ve got to find somebody. It’s not good for you being all alone!”

Rose sighed and was glad that this was not a video call so her mum couldn’t see her roll her eyes. She’d been trying to get Rose out on dates ever since Howard had started to come around more. Moving away hadn’t changed a thing.

“I’ve got friends, Mum. I’m not a total shut-in.”

“You need some good romance in your life, love,” Jackie insisted.

“That’s what movies and books are for.”

“Not the same and you know it. Next time I call I want to hear all about whatever date you’ve gone on or I’m going to find a way to set you up. I’m sure someone on the estate knows a nice boy in that town.”

Rose blanched. “Mum, you don’t have to do that.”

“Seems like I do. I just want my little girl to be happy!”

She didn’t bother telling Jackie that she was happy because it wouldn’t change a thing. She loved her mum and knew she meant well but this was one area that they often bumped heads.

“I know. I’ve got to go, I’m meeting a friend for dinner and I’m already late,” Rose said. It was a lie but what Jackie didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her.

“Okay sweetie, I’ll talk to you soon. Love you!”

“Love you too, Mum. Bye!”

Rose rang off and flopped back on her bed. She needed a plan or it wouldn’t be long until her mum found the time to come visit her and set her up with the nephew of a friend of a friend of one of her neighbors.

Groaning, she rolled over and grabbed her laptop. Tonight she had a date with Netflix and a glass of wine and that was all the romance she wanted.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

A week later, Rose had an armload of grocery bags and was struggling down the hallway towards her flat while cursing herself for waiting to do the shopping until she was literally out of food. She didn’t hear the door open to one of the flats she was passing so she was not expecting someone to bump into her as they just as obliviously walked out without checking the hallway.

“Oh Christ, I’m sorry. Let me help you get those.” The words tumbled out quickly, each one almost tripping over the next as the man bent down to grab the felled grocery bags.

“S’okay, I think I managed to keep hold of the eggs,” Rose quipped, smiling down at her favorite neighbor and hefting the single bag she’d managed to not drop..

His head whipped up and a grin spread across his face. “Rose! Fancy running into you again.”

John Noble stood, easily handling her load of groceries and smile not leaving his face.

“Maybe next time try not actually running into me,” she teased. “Wanna help me get these inside?”

John nodded and followed her to the door of her flat. “How exactly were you going to unlock the door when you were carrying this much?” He asked jiggling his armload to accentuate his point.

“Hadn’t thought that far ahead,” Rose said. “Didn’t mean to buy quite this much but the cupboards were bare.”

“Done that a time or two myself,” he said. Rose shot him a look over her shoulder and he amended his statement. “Alright, more than a few times. Getting the shopping done usually isn’t high on my priority list.”

She laughed as she turned the key in the lock and swung the door open. “Last time I was over you had two granola bars and a pint of expired milk and that was all.”

“There were a few other things in the cupboards! I had sugar to lend you, if you’ll remember.”

“Because sugar is a meal on its own,” she said, dealing out the sarcasm with a heavy hand.

“Could be.” He gently kicked the door closed behind him after following Rose inside.

“Please don’t tell me that you’ve eaten straight sugar as a meal.” Rose set her bags down on kitchen counter and turned to stare him down.

Now that he wasn’t occupied by the bags that he’d deposited on the table, John’s hands strayed to his pockets and he rocked back on his heels. His tongue pressed against the back of his teeth as he considered the sugar problem. “I haven’t but, in a pinch, it could at least give me the requisite energy to get to the store.”

“You’re ridiculous.”

“I’m a scientist, Rose, I’m required to be ridiculous.”

“Is that what scientists are for, Doctor Noble?”

“Course it is. Although now that you know our secret I might have to kill you.” His smile was growing wider by the second and Rose couldn’t help but mirror it.

“What if I bribe you with some of the roast I’m making tonight? That buy me some more time to live?”

“Oh, absolutely!”

“Come round sometime around eight and I’ll make you a plate.”

“You’ve got a deal.”

They chatted for another minute before John headed out on whatever errand he’d been trying to start when he’d run into her.

Rose’s smile stayed in place as she put away her groceries and started preparing the roast for the oven.

She’d met John the day she’d moved into the building. She’d been tired and sweaty and still had a couple more boxes to haul up the stairs because of course the lift was out of order that day. John had almost run into her on his way down the stairs and then offered to help her carry the rest of her boxes.

After the last of the boxes were in her flat, John told her he lived just down the hall and invited her to dinner so she didn’t have to try and unpack her kitchen or find the nearest takeout. They ended up at a chippy two blocks over once he’d realized he didn’t have enough food in his flat for a full meal for two and their friendship was solidified by the time they went their separate ways in the hallway that evening.

Now they grabbed dinner together every other week or so and hung out in one of their flats whenever their schedules aligned and Rose counted him as one of her closest friends.

She mostly tried to ignore the fact that he was gorgeous and the knowledge that she would snog him if he ever showed any interest in being snogged by her.

It was all a moot point since she hadn’t noticed an ounce of romantic interest from him.

At quarter to seven, Rose was startled away from the novel she was reading by her phone trilling the ringtone she’d set for her mum. She marked her place in her book and accepted the call.

“Hey Mum, wasn’t expecting a call until tomorrow. Everything all right?” Rose said.

“Course it is. I have a date with Howard tomorrow night though so I thought I’d call early. Not interrupting anything, am I?” Jackie replied.

“Nah. Got a roast in the oven and a bit until it’s ready so I’m just waiting around.”

“Seems a shame to keep my famous roast recipe all to yourself. Could be feeding it to a date that you’re trying to impress.”

Rose suppressed a sigh as her mum went straight into where they’d left off in last week’s call. At least she had John coming over as an excuse to get off the phone fairly quickly, even if he wasn’t due for another hour or so.

She sat straight up as an idea hit her. Jackie wouldn’t be coming to visit for quite some time so if Rose just told her what she wanted to hear…

“Actually, I do have someone coming over.” Not a lie.

“Really? A date?”

“A casual one, yeah.”

Jackie snorted. “Nothing casual about inviting him back to yours for a Sunday roast.”

“He lives down the hall, Mum, he’s been over often enough that it’s not weird.”

“So, you’ve been seeing him for a while and haven’t told me?” Jackie sounded offended and Rose quickly backpedaled.

“We’ve been friends since I moved in but we just recently decided to give the dating thing a go. We’re taking it slow so I didn’t want to tell you yet.”

“You let me harp on you about finding a date when you were already seeing someone?”

Rose laughed. “I did, didn’t I?”

“Wasting my breath on you,” Jackie said with a laugh of her own. “Now go on, tell me about your bloke.”

Rose gave her a few details about John - name, occupation, general description - before moving on to ask Jackie how things with Howard were going. She really didn’t want to give too many details about her fake relationship with her real friend in case she tripped over them later.

She rang off half an hour later saying that she needed to finish getting ready for her date and sat still on the sofa, worrying at her bottom lip. Rose felt like she could probably keep this fiction up for a bit but she was going to have to fake a breakup at some point before it blew up in her face.

A knock at the door interrupted her musing and she headed to the door with a smile, knowing it had to be John, even if he was early. She let him in and pointed him in the direction of the corkscrew so he could open the wine he’d brought.

Yeah, she could definitely continue making up a story about dating this man. She was just never going to tell him. No harm done.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

Three months into the lie that was starting to get too elaborate for Rose to keep up, she got a phone call that changed the game just as she was walking into her flat after a day of work.

“Hey Mum.”

“Hi sweetie, guess what?” Jackie said, obviously excited.

“What?”

“I’m about to get on the train to come visit you finally! Surprise!”

Rose let out a squeak. “When do you get here?”

“A few hours. You could sound more excited, you know.”

“Course I’m excited! Haven’t seen you in ages, just thinking about how much cleaning I have to do before you get here,” she said.

“Well get on it. This trip is a treat from Howard and he’s paying for a hotel room so don’t worry about finding me a place to sleep.”

“Sounds great.”

“I’ll call you when we’re getting close so you can come down to the station. Feel free to bring John, I’m looking forward to meeting him finally!” Jackie said.

The blood drained out of Rose’s face and she felt her heart drop through to her stomach. “Yeah, I’ll see if he’s free.”

“Oh, they’re boarding. Gotta go, ta!”

Jackie hung up before Rose could say anything else, leaving her daughter to stare at the phone in horror. She was in so much trouble.

Knowing she only had a limited amount of time, Rose took a deep breath and headed back out into the hallway on shaking legs. Time to face the music.

She stood in front of John’s door for a solid minute before getting the nerve to knock. The door swung open and she watched as his welcoming smile shifted into a concerned expression.

“Rose, you look like you’ve seen a ghost. Are you alright?” He reached out and put a hand on her shoulder, steadying her.

She took a deep breath. “I need your help.”