Nude Cupcakery -- Ember and Emma

[November Adams]

It's just a jump to the left....

And a step to the riiiight~

You put your hands on your hips.

And bring your knees in tiiight~

But it's the pelvic thruuust, that really drives you insaaaane~

"Let's do the Time Warp agaaaain~!" The brunette's off tune belting of the classic dance from Rocky Horror Picture Show, jumping around the kitchen with particular enthusiasm. It wasn't quite so regularly that November went insane - she was usually the only one in the group that seemed remotely levelheaded. But it was girl's night, her and Emma just chilling out in her flat, making cupcakes, doing their hair, painting nails and watching vapid 80's chick flicks. They enjoyed laughing at the pathetic character development.

Emma and her had been pals for a while - they met because of Vincent. Evidently, Emma and Vinnie had been chums since before Ember had entered the school, and was introduced through the super man later on. They weren't incredibly close at first, as November still felt rather out of place in the school. But as she settled in with the Idiot Brigade, she became close with Emma as nearly her only female companion. The short lived sexual relationship had come to no real surprise to either of the teenagers - both of them could easily be described as lecherous, notoriously promiscuous. But, neither was much for intimate relationships, and it had lasted only a short couple months. Though they still had messed around after that, Emma was now in a serious relationship with one of the school officials, and Ember respected that.

... But it didn't mean the girls couldn't be naked with each other. As odd as that sounded to anyone of the outside world, the blonde was quite keen to not wearing clothes. On more than one occasion, they just performed normal tasks and adventures, just with the absence of clothing. In this case, they were making an absurd amount of cupcakes, wearing nothing but aprons. The brunette continued to dance around the kitchen, screaming lyrics as the pile of cupcakes became increasingly larger.

Really, that was a rather large amount of cupcakes for just two girls.

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Not the best, but I wanted to get it up. ;D

[Emma Cousins]

There was never such thing as an absurd amount of cupcakes. With Vincent, Horus and Sammy as friends, the likelyhood was that even if they baked over three hundred cupcakes, they'd still be gone before the end of the week. Emma was used to bringing cream cakes in and resigning herself to the crumbs at the bottom. Of course, as the fifteenth tray of cupcakes was taken from the oven, Emma, in her frilly white apron, laughed. Half the counter was smothered in baked goods, and the other was stuffed full of bags of chips, chocolate cake, vodka coolers and pizza boxes.

"Y'know what's hilarious Embie?" The skinny blonde said as she grabbed the icing bag. "The fact that as you jump, your boobs go all ROAROAR." Maturity, Emma had it, but it was often in short supply when she was having a girly evening. "Don't get back ache, alright?" She said warmly, adding a small star to the top of the cupcake. "D'aww. Isn't it adorable?" She asked, offering the cupcake over with a grin. The pair of them had been at this since 6pm, and it was now turning round to 3 in the morning, yet none of them seemed up for the rest. Emma was enjoying herself far too much with Ember, having a rare girls evening.

Moving away from the cupcakes, she sagged on the sofa and reached over for a deep purple nail polish, painting her toenails with it. "Come here Embie." She called, sprawling out comfortably. "I'll put another coat of red on your toes, alright?"

{Eck, crappy, sorry D:}

[November Adams]

The boys would eat the cupcakes before the end of the week? Pssh, end of the day was more like it. Those three were like blackholes.

The brunette spun around on her heel as the next batch of cupcakes were released. A warm air traveled out of the oven and hit the girls - it wasn't unpleasant, but it was still seventy four degree outside. Baking in summer always had its downsides. Not that the girl were really complaining - baking without clothes on tended to relieve some of the dreadful heat that was filling up the room. When the blonde mentioned her breasts, Ember looked down at her mostly-exposed chest, hiding behind the purple apron she had borrowed from the girl. She made an odd face at Emma and put her hands securely over her breasts, "Hey! They're not that big, okay." She grumbled, feigning embarrassment. Honestly, the girl didn't give it a second thought when she was shirtless.

When Emma cooed, the brunette slid over to her to study the adorned cupcake. She stared at it intently for a moment, before reaching out and snatching the bottle of edible sparkles. She cackled maniacally and tossed the shiny, multicoloured sprinkles onto the small, unsuspecting cupcake. The star now shined with bright colours as the brunette grinned innocently. "I made it prettier!" She claimed.

It wasn't very often that it was just the two of them. Most of the time, Emma didn't hand with the group or "Idiot Brigade" as they were now known as across campus (She still didn't know how she felt about that title). She was closer to Vincent, the time turner knew, as Ember was closer to Sammy. But it was still usually the four of them, and occasionally the elder girl would tag along and give them bad ideas and such. But it was nice, just to chill. Have a girls night that involved stuffing themselves full of junk food and vodka. She finished filling the next cupcake pan full of brightly coloured batter (they had food colouring - nuff said), and shoved it into the oven to bake. Trailing out of the kitchen, she watched as the blonde flomped onto the couch heavily, then beckoned her over for more nail painting. Ember snorted, "Red is definitely not my colour. It's like your colour, 'cause you're all bright and energetic all the time." It wasn't an insult. If anything, it was a compliment. She sprawled next to the other girl on the couch, and tossed her legs over her lap. "How are we going to get rid of all these cupcakes, there's only so much I can eat." She patted her slightly bloated stomach, which was usually toned and thin from her early morning runs.

[Emma Cousins]

Emma didn't mind the heat. Sure, it was annoying, but she liked decorating cupcakes and hanging with one of her rare female friends. There was a problem the girl seemed to have making friends of the boob kind. Whether they saw her as too full on, too much of a threat or too much of a slut, she didn't know. But Ember was cool, and she had a nice rack, and their relationship they'd had was pretty awesome too. Resting her head on Ember's shoulder, the blonde gave her boobs a quick squeeze, grinning. "It's okay, I like boobs of the wild, jiggling variety." She said, laughing.

As her cute little star cupcake got attacked by the sparkles, she simply laughed, then shook her head. "Alright okay, it does look cuter now." She admitted, adding a few more pretty shapes to the icing on the cupcakes. "And okay, we can just throw cupcakes on Vin's bed and time how long it takes for him to eat them all?" Emma laughed brightly, pushing her hair out of her face, then grabbing some boxes and filling them with cupcakes. "I'll also push a few at Mr. T. The dude is getting a big butt though. I reckon he's trying to go for ghetto booty chic." She laughed brightly, then set various boxes aside.

Then, it was nail polish discussion time, and Emma pulled the cap off her vodka cooler and downed it greedily. "Okay, but Red is totally your colour. And green. And maybe plum." She added, yawning, then adding a few more slicks of dark purple to her own fingers, blowing on them and huffing, before going to Ember's toes. "You have cute feet." She laughed, tickling the brunette's toes, then slicking the deep red onto her toes. "You know what time it is after nail polish time? Movie and face mask time." Her face lit up. "I bought some of those ones that peel off kinda like glue."

Laughing, Emma pointed at the TV, as a girl started doing an erotic dance. "Oh that's hot." She said sarcasticly, rolling her eyes, before jumping up and imitating the dance.

[November Adams]

A devious grin spread across the petite teenager's face as she thoughts of what chaos they could ensue if to venture to Vincent's house. She was sure at least one other member of the Idiot Brigade was currently settling in there, so two very ill dressed teenage girls popping in would be quite humourous. "We really ought to do that, y'know. He'll take care of the whole lot," She swept her arms around for general emotion, but accidentally clipped a bottle of sprinkles that tilted and poured multicoloured balls across the counter. "Whoooooops," She drew out, staring at the mess before trying to scoop all the tiny sprinkles together again. Making a slightly frustrated face as she got a small pile of the balls together, she brushed off her hands and turned away, satisfied with her work currently. Following the blonde's lead, Ember took up one of the small glasses and tilted it into her mouth. The odd mixture of sweetness and bitterness was refreshing in the heat of the kitchen.

She scoffed slightly as Emma claimed what her colours were - they weren't so off, she liked green. And plum. But red was too... out there, and it clashed with her skin tone. Making a weird grumbling noise, "You're joking. You're like... red... and pink... and sparkles... and glitter... And all that just rolled up into one." Emma could pull off just about anything she put on. Sequin shirts were not a loss for her, nor were outrageously bright pants. "Orange? Hm... Oh, teal would look good," She was just rambling. Letting out a squeal as her feet were tickled, jumping, trying to struggle away from the touch. She poked the girl in the side as she cackled, the brunette making a mock-glare at her. "Unfair, those are definitely ticklish." That was a smart move.

She could only laugh as the blonde enthusiastically brought to her attention what the next task on their agenda was. Face masks sounded good right about now, she liked those. "Glue? How bizarre! I've had one that smelled like toothpaste once. That was odd," She said quizzically. "And what movie. Perhaps a horror flick? Or another vapid teen movie? Oh, oh, chick flicks, those are hysterical!" She said, increasingly getting more bouncy with each idea.

[Emma Cousins]

Emma imagined Vincent's face if the pair of them had bamf'd into the room, and she laughed throatily, dragging over her ashtray and lighting up, wriggling her toes into a toe separator. "Careful ditzy~" The blonde teased, eyes sparkling with amusement as the little silver balls danced across the work surface. "Y'know, we should say to Verax we had balls everywhere and see what he thinks." She added playfully, slicking on a rich blood red onto her toenails, humming the theme tune to the Simpsons as she brushed the lacquer on.

"Alright alright. Glittery green. And plum on your toes." The older girl threw her hands up in defeat, moving back to her toenails and finishing up. Next, she flicked her cigarette butt into the ashtray and coughing a few times, downing the last of her cooler. Sighing, the girl painted the plum over the red, covering it up with the deep colour, and laughing as Ember wiggled her feet. "You're terrible." She added thoughtfully, nearly smudging the brush across the younger girl's feet. Once all nails were done, the blonde laughed and waddled (toe separators still in) over to the bathroom, flinging various beauty products out towards her friend, yelling a cheery "Catch!" Eventually, once half the contents of one bathroom drawer were littered across the floor, Emma grabbed a cooled cupcake and flopped back down, hair everywhere.

Pulling the masks out, the blonde laughed and dangled an unopened set of wax strips out at Ember menacingly. "I'll wax you later!" She warned, flinging the box back down onto the small heap of beauty products, grabbing the mask packet and reading it. "Apply thickly, blah blah blah, on for thirty minutes, blah, if blotchiness occurs consult your physician. Great!" Emma chuckled, climbing haphazardly over an empty cardboard box and flicking through her DVD's. "Oh hey, how about Mean Girls?" She asked, tipping her head back to view Ember upside down. "...I can totally see your vag." She added, bursting into a fit of low, throaty giggles.