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"How about a cake contest?" Jackson grinned, rubbing his hands together. He had to admit that the cake Moka baked him was amazing, but he had some tricks up his sleeve as well. "Any cake you choose yourself. And the judges are everyone in this mansion."

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"a cake baking contest?" Moka asked turning to face him still hugging the pillow. "Well if that's what you want to do then let's do it." She said as a smirk made its way onto her face. "Though I must say that I do have a few tricks so don't be to mad when you lose." She got up from the bed and started to walk towards the door of of the room planning to go ahead and get started. "Also I'm going to make a special cake as well so that will involve a little sharing if you catch my drift. But I'll make sure you get the first bite."

[closet-maverick]

Jackson chuckled. She had nothing against him. He almost felt like doing one of those evil laughs in those cheesy movies. He sprinted out of the door and down to the kitchen where he took out the ingredients to make the cake he wanted.

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Moka made a stop by the medical room and 'donated' some blood until it filled up a quarter of a blood bag as she planned on making red Velvet as usual but with a twist. Yes there would be two cakes, one for humans and one for vamps and of course the vamp one will have her own delicious blood in it which was sure to win them over. After all if they could have wine that had blood in it why not cake?She hid the blood bag in a bucket of ice and carried it down to the kitchen and started to make regular red velvet cake batter. It didn't take long and a while later she had filled up one pan and put it in the oven to bake. She then got the blood bag out of the bucket of ice and made sure jackson wasn't looking before she slipped it Into the left over cake batter and stirred it then poured it into another cake pan also sending it into the oven. She then started to clean up her materials making sure to dispose of the blood bag and just thought that if Jackson happened to smell blood then she would just blame it on a paper cut.

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Jackson sat down as he waited for his cake to finish baking. He was flipping through an old cookbook, but he must have drifted off because the next thing he knew, the smell of something burning met his nose. He leapt up, swearing loudly when he realised that he had left his cake inside the oven. Horrified, Jackson opened the oven and pulled out the cake. Sure enough, the top was scorched black already. Just how did he manage to fall asleep? He groaned and threw the cake away before sitting on the ground sadly.

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By the time to burning smell had reached her nose Moka had already gotten her caked out and frosted them. Once she say jackson throw his burnt cake.away she went to go sit next to him on the floor and gave him a comforting hug. "Well looks like I win." She said chuckling a bit. "Poor little baby took a nap and his wittle cake got burned aww..If i give you some of my special cake will you turn that frown upside Down?"

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Jackson growled and pushed himself to his feet. "Who are you calling a baby?" he glared at her and glanced over at the cakes that she had baked. One of them seemed to be especially attractive to him. "What did you put in it?" He asked, although he could already tell by the smell. He pulled the cake closer and put his arms around it protectively.

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"Why you of course sweetie."Moka said smirking at him at he tried to act all tough. "Oh i just used a secret ingredient that i make myself....my blood. I just thought that it would taste maybe better if i add it to my cake."she said smiling as she walked over and took the cake from him and moving it out of his reach."But you cant have it all to yourself. Oh no you have to share this cake with everyone else in the house....thats a vampire of couse since i dont think my friends would like it."

[closet-maverick]

"Oh, I'm about 100 years older than you, and you're calling me a baby?" Jackson looked at her with a very unamused expression on his face. He sighed as she took the cake away, gazing after it longingly. "So, when can I have a slice then?"

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"Well you were acting like a baby since you were crying over a burnt cake. I mean all you really had to do was to slice the top off and cover it in frosting. You wouldnt have even known the difference. " moka said as she put the cake on the counter safely away from him. "And you can have a piece once you do whatever I say for the whole day since I won the bet." She smirked.