Chapter 13

Chapter 13
Happiness POV
My eyes flutter open as I naturally woke up to the bright light from the sun, streaming through the sheer curtains. I squinted my eyes as I looked around blearily. I realized that I was not in the hospital anymore but back in the comforts of my room. I reached up and touched my neck, where the wound had been and grinned when I felt nothing but smooth skin. I smiled, my pack members have done so much for me, and today, I wanted to do something special in order to thank them properly.
As I brainstormed some ideas, I suddenly came up with the idea to cook the best breakfast for them. Cooking is something that I genuinely enjoy doing, despite the fact that I was forced to do it every day for the Moonlight Pack. I love creating new recipes and especially love using the Moonlight pack members as guinea pigs, testing my new and interesting creations on them. I grinned mischievously as I remembered the day I made a dish that made everyone get diarrhea. Oopsie daisies! That stunt made me laugh for days and it was totally worth it, even if I got punished pretty badly for that one…
I stretched out my stiff limbs and decided that it was time to get out of bed. I did my morning routine, got dressed in a light blue slip-on dress, and pulled on my white vans. I tied my hair up in a casual messy ponytail and made my way downstairs to the kitchen. No one was awake yet, then again, it was only five in the morning. I leaned against the counter and thought about what I should make. I finally decided to make pancakes with strawberry flavored whipped cream, crisp strips of bacon, sunny side eggs, and chocolate milkshakes. I looked in the pantry and fridge and gathered all of the ingredients I would need.
I put on some music as I worked, connecting my iPhone to the beats pill and pressing shuffle. Best Song Ever by One Direction blasted from the speakers, I instinctively grabbed my spoon and started jamming out.
"And we danced all night to the best song ever!" I belted out the lyrics at the top of my lungs, holding the wooden spoon as a microphone all while whipping my hair to the beat. I was so immersed in my music and dancing that I did not notice someone coming up from behind me.
"Happiness? Is that you? What the heck are you doing at five in the morning?" I instantly froze and slowly turned around, my eyes wide open and mouth agape. Out of everyone, it had to be Louis. Standing there in his dark blue checkered pajama pants and topless, revealing his six perfect mouth-watering packs. I blushed when I realized that I have been staring for a while at his good like body and had been caught by a very amused Louis. I turned a bright fire-engine red and covered my eyes, looking away bashfully as I squealed out,
"Louis! Please put a shirt on! How can you walk around looking like that!" Louis laughed cheekily,
"Sorry Happiness, I did not realize that my absent of shirt would fluster you that much." My face got even hotter,
"Oh hush. You're not that attractive" I mumbled. Louis chuckled and ruffled my hair affectionately,
"Whatever you say little one. Anyways care to explain what exactly you were doing at this hour?"
I laughed and playfully pushed his hand away from my mused up hair,
"I was about to cook a special breakfast for the pack as a way to say thank you for everything you guys have done for this since I've arrived. I planned to cook while jamming out to my boys, the one and only, One Direction," I replied.
"Aw, Happiness, that is so sweet of you, you really did not have to do all this to thank us, you are part of our family now. Can I help you with anything?" he asked. I looked at him with my eyes almost popping out of their sockets,
"But…did Claudia say that you were banned from ever cooking again?" He pouted and started begging me,
"I know, I know, but please give me another chance! Everyone deserves a second chance, right? I promise I won't make anyone sick this time!"
I thought to myself, making pancakes and eggs is not that hard and you would have to be really bad at cooking to mess up. I smiled at him,
"Fine, you get a second chance, don't mess it up, Louis! I really want this breakfast to be special. You can work n the pancakes and the eggs. I will be in charge of the bacon, the strawberry whip cream, and the milkshakes." Louis gave me a thumbs up and a sharp salute,
"Yes ma'am, say no more, I will get right to it." I giggled and gently hit him on the bum with the wooden spoon,
"Stop stalling and get to work you!"
It was only when the fire alarm started ringing for the fourth time that morning that I realized that ever letting Blake cook was the biggest mistake have ever made in my life. That guy should stay banned from the kitchen forever. It was now eight and we finally finished cooking. He worked on one side of the kitchen while I worked on the other. I expected fluffy round pancakes and perfect sunny side eggs from him when I glanced over at his counter, but instead, I saw things that could give the most macho person in the world nightmares.
"What the heck is that? How is it even possible to create that? Why do the pancakes look like they have Satan's face imprinted on it and what on earth could have happened to the eggs? How can anyone mess up eggs? It's crack the egg, flip and done. Three steps Louis. Three. Yours look like a monster truck ran over them multiple times and then the whole earth's population of pigeons pecked at them." Louis laughed nervously, scratching the back of his neck and backing away from me,
"Well, for the pancakes, I tried making smiley faces but, I guess they ended up looking quite um…disturbing….and for the eggs, I… well I…tried to flip them and failed. They ended up being smashed with the spatula multiple times because I got frustrated when they wouldn't flip… so um I'm really really sorry?"
I glared at him, holding up my spatula and pointing it towards the corner, "Sorry? Is that all you have to say? You wasted perfectly good food. Goo to the naughty corner to reflect on your actions and stay there until I say your time is up." His eyes widen dramatically and in disbelief,
"The naughty corner? But…but…I'm a grown-ass man and the Alpha! I refuse." I shot Louis a glare that would even send the devil to go into hiding. Louis finally raised his hands up in surrender,
"Alright alright! I'll go! Stop looking at me like that, you are scaring the bejesus out of me." I grumbled under my breath,
"My goodness, I can't believe this. He is a total lost cause when it comes to cooking, not even Gordan Ramsay can help him."
Louis walked over to a corner of the kitchen, muttering curse words and grumbling under his breath about how he was going to get his revenge and that it was not his fault that he was not blessed with cooking skills the whole way there. He stood there, facing the wall and sulking the entire time. I smirked, feeling proud of myself that I made a big strong Alpha go to the naughty corner. I then sigh as I realized that I had to redo the pancakes and the eggs before it was time for everyone to come down for breakfast. I threw away all of the food Louis made because I'm pretty sure that not even a starving lion would it eat that and started to make a new batch of pancakes and eggs. I wanted to make this breakfast perfect and now it was going to be late.