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It had been almost three weeks since Will and Chance had gotten together, taking everyone completely by suprise. Well not everyone. A few people had caught on early, like Hopper, Joyce, El, Dustin, Max and Mike, who was one of the first people to clock Will about Chance, and not in a good way.
But that was in the past now, as the seasons were quickly changing again, and Joyce was sliding the turkey into the oven, humming along to a christmas song playing on the radio.
"Will, Sweetie! Can you help El clean up the living room?" Joyce calls from the kitchen.
But after no response Joyce turns to El, who was vaccuming the floors to get ready for their guests, who was really only three people. One of those being family, one being a close family friend, and the other, well, someone who had very recently became close with the family through WIll.
"El, what is your brother doing?" She asks, sighing, stirring a pot full of mashed potatoes, she probably already knew the answer herself.
El shrugs, "Ill go see." She walks down the hall, past her own bedroom, which used to be Jonathans before he moved out to go to college with Nancy. She stops at Wills' door, which was cracked three inches.
She peeked through the door and seen Will laying on his bed, teenage girl style, laughing, while twisting a phone cord in his hand.
He had begged Joyce and Hopper to let him have a bedroom phone like El for a week, before they finally caved and let him have one. Now he had been non-stop using it for a week. The Hopper-Byers phone line was always busy, and El would have to fight with him so she could call Max.
Joyce had described it as "Puppy Love" and El now understood why their friends were so annoyed with her and Mike all those years. She was glad it was over, now she just had to decide if she wanted to let her brother continue to flirt with his boyfriend on the phone and work twice as hard to prepare the house for the family. Or if she wanted to keep the simple work she had now, and make Will get off the phone to help, how Joyce wanted it.
"I cant wait to see you." Will says into the phone, completely unaware of El listening through the crack in the foor.
She pushes the door open and laughs, "ooh I can't wait to see you Chance." She mocks him, teasingly, making kissing lips. Then she turns around and wraps her arms around her back and moves them around, to make it look like shes making out with someone. She had accidently walked in on the two of them kissing, alot more times than she wanted.
She was loyal to Hoppers "3 inch" rule, but when it came to Will and Chance, she sometimes wished Will would be a little more rebellious and keep his door locked when Chance was over. She had walked past his bedroom far too many times to go to the bathroom and seen him and Chance making out on his bed.
Dont get her wrong, she was happy to see Will happy and finally with someone who will no doubt treat him like a prince. But she didn't exactly want to see the two of them frenching.
"El stop spying on my conversations!" Will says, rolling his eyes with annoyance.
"Then shut your door! Mom wants you to help with dinner." She says, smirking.
"You know dads rule!" Will responds.
El rolls her eyes, "C'mon Will! Be a little rebellious! But not now, we have to get the house ready."
Will groans and turns pulls the phone back up to his ear.
"I have to go help mom cook, Ill see you in a little bit!" He says.
"Alright see you in a bit, Picasso, dinner at four-thirty, right?."
"Yeah!" Will responds, blushing, before setting the phone down to hang up. He climbs out of bed, "Did mom say when Jonathan is getting here?"
El hums as they walk side by side. "He called earlier and said he would be here at three. and mom said Murray would be here at four-thirty."
Their bond seemed to be unbreakable through it all, because it truly was. Even if they fought, like normal siblings did, they were always there for eachother. And could go back to normal no matter what happened.
"Do you have anyone coming, El?" Will asks looking at her.
"Well Max and her mom are having dinner with Lucas and his family. I think Mike is with his family. And Dustin is probably with his mom, or with Steve and Robin."
"Oh well you know you can hang out with me and Chance. You two get along really well. We can watch The Princess Bride again later!"
"Really?" El asks excitedly. Will nods with a smile in response. After Chance and Will had went on a date and then came back and made her watch it, she had been obsessed with it. Will and Chance seemed to love it too, as they were always quoting it, and referencing it. Will loved that all three of them could hang out, without it being awkward. And he was glad that El didnt feel like a third wheel around the two of them.
They walked into the kitchen, still side by side. The TV quietly played the annual Macys Thanksgiving Parade. Both of them loved it, Will as long as he could remeber. But for El, the first time she watched it was in Hoppers old cabin. She fell in love with the parade and looked foward to it each year since.
"What did you need, mom?" Will asks, glancing back at the TV every few seconds to watch the parade make its way through town. Joyce checked her watch, "Okay its almost twelve. So I need you two to make sure everything is clean, including your rooms." She says, looking directly at Will at the last part. She knew that it wouldn't be long into the evening before Will and Chance snuck off to his bedroom.
He sassily rolled his eyes, blushing. "Were just hanging out mom!"
"Just keep the door open three inches, kid." Hopper cuts in, closing the front door behind him, before walking over to the counters and setting down groceries.
Joyce looks at him, "Did you get more pineapple for the ham? And some soda? And-"
"Relax Sweetheart, I got everything, and some extra ingredients incase we need more." Hopper says, pressing a kiss into Joyces cheek.
"Wait why can't dad clean up?" El asks, hoping Joyce will let them off cleaning duty.
"Your dad is helping me cook! Unless one of you want to help me." Joyce says, smiling as she already knows that neither of them would want to help her cook.
"Just straighten up the inside and outside of the house, dont forget the bathroom and your bedrooms. " Joyce says, opening a can of cranberry sauce. Hopper starts taking the groceries out of the paper bags.
"Outside!?" Will and El both say.
"But its cold outside!" Will says, peaking out the window.
"If you clean up quickly you wont have to be outside for long!"
They both groan and pull on their coats, before following eachother outside.
Will looks at El, "What does she want us to clean?"
El laughs and looks around, "The air," and they both burst into laughter.
"She wants us to wash the grass!" Will blurts, between laughs. They both buckle over laughing.
"Wait so what should we do then?" El asks, after they both stop laughing. Will leans into her side, starting to shiver a little from the cold.
"I guess we could walk around the house and see if there any trash in the yard or something." Will suggests, and El grabs his hand, smiling.
"Are you okay?" She asks, sotly, gently holding his hand as they walk together.
"Yeah, just the cold. You know how I feel about the cold." He says, looking down at the ground. She leans into his side more.
"He cant hurt you anymore, you know. He's really gone now. He's not inside of you."
"I know that, I just- Its hard to forget how it felt. How cold he wanted me. Deep down inside of me I wanted to just close the windows and turn the bathwater hot. But I had no control over anything. It was like it wasn't even my body anymore. It was his." Will says, staring off infront of him.
El stopped where she was, causing him to stop walking as well and turn towards her. She pulls him into a hug, "Im sorry, Will. He can't hurt you anymore. Its all going to be okay. Im here for you. and you know Chance is too. And mom and dad and Jonathan. And our friends. You're never alone. "
Will wipes his face as they pull apart, "Thanks El." He says, then walks away for a second, coming back holding two sticks. He hands one to El, and she cocks her head with a smile, taking it from him.
He walks a few feet away them turns around and smiles, "Hello. I am Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die."
"Will!" El laughs.
"Hello. I am Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die." He repeats, trying not to laugh. He iches closer and raises his stick in the air like a sword.
El smiles and raises hers aswell. She jumps towards him and they start fake-sword fighting with the sticks. Will swings at her stomach and she jumps back. He inches closer to her, and she dodges another swing.
He jumps to his left, and goes to swing at her again, But El gently jabs him in the chest with the end of the stick.
He dramatically gasps and slaps a hand over his chest, falling to the ground. El cheers then laughs as Will rolls his head over and sticks his tongue out to play dead.
Will laughs and gets up, and they continue their small walk side by side.
"So how are things going with Chance?" El asks, smirking at Will.
He blushes and looks up at her. "Its so amazing, El! Ive never felt this way before. He makes everything better. Hes so sweet and caring, he always knows what to say. And..he's a really good kisser."
"Aww Will!" She squeals.
"What about you, hm?" He asks, smiling at her.
"What do you mean? I dont have a boyfriend or a girlfriend." She says, confused.
"So you are saying there is no one you like right now? not even a little?......not even dustin?" He teases.
"Will!" She exclaims and lightfully hits him on the shoulder.
"What? I just want to know if you like him!" He teases, cooing at her.
"I dont know if I like him. I think I do, but how would I know? Ive only been with Mike. And im not so sure I really ever loved him. I was just attatched to him. I love him the same ammount that I love all of our friends, and its always been that way. "
Will hums to show he's listening to her rant as they keep walking, her arms wrapped around his.
"I mean what if I just haven't met the right person? What if there is a boy or a girl I will meet instead."
"Wait, Girl? Do you like girls, El?" Will asks.
She blushes and looks away, "Im not sure yet. How do I know?"
"Well you could experiment." Will suggests.
"Experiment..How?"
"Well it might be hard since we live in a small town, but if you try dating a girl and a boy, you can see how they both make you feel and then decide if you like girls too or not."
"You can do that?"
"Yeah of course you can! You dont have to just like one gender like me. You like whoever you like. Sexuality is not a straight line, its more of a spectrum."
"Oh okay. Yeah maybe I will try that." She says, understanding better.
"C'mon El lets go inside." Will says, smiling and patting her arm.
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"Will can you help me clean my room?" El calls from her bedroom, Will sighs.
"Yeah one second!" Will calls back. His room had gotten a little messy the past few weeks. He was distracted with his new love-life development. But could you blame him? He had somehow managed to attract a popular basketball player at his school. Not too mention the boy in question was a upper-classman. Chance was only one grade above him, but it was still a big deal at their school.
He throws the last thing on his floor, one of his flannels, into his laundry hamper, then sits down on his bed for a moment. He pets Lee Jr., the stuffed tiger that Chance had won him on their second un-official date. In front of him on the wall was a polaroid of him and Chance asleep, cuddled in eachother arms. El had taken it when Chance had slept over for the first time and they fell asleep tangled together. He had told her that if they got together, he would put it up on his wall. After they made it official, she held him to it.
Beside the photo was all of the notes that Chance had left him in his locker. He remembered the way he felt when he found each one, ussually after his lunch period. his favorite was right under the photo.
"Would it be a sin to kiss your moles?"
Just reading it gave him butterflies in his stomach. He had never been too fond of his moles, until Chance basically started worshipping them.
"Will?" El calls again from her room. Will sighs and sits up, "Im coming, El!" He leaves his room and pushes El's the rest of the way open. El was sitting on the floor with her radio playing some pop station.
"Can you show me how to make my bed again?" El asks, embarrassed.
"Sure, dont worry about it!" Will says, encouraging her.
He grabs her sheet and shows her how to fold the corners on the edges, then he asks her to help him put the comforter back in place. Then she takes her time to gently place all of her stuffed animals in their respective spots.
"Will! El! Your brother is here!" Joyce calls from the kitchen.
They both smile and quickly run into the living room where Jonathan was talking to Hopper and smiling.
"Jonathan!" Will yells, before wrapping his arms around him quickly, El right behind him. Jonthan laughs as they almost knock him over. "Whoa I was just gone for five months!"
"It was too long! We missed you!" El says, as Jonathan wraps his arms around the two.
Jonathan pulls away, "Oh yeah totally! Its a nice room, huh El?" He says, jokingly teasing her.
Will snickers, "Mom painted the walls Purple!"
"Yellow and Purple," El corrects, they were her favorite colors.
"What else has changed since i've been gone?" Jonathan asks, looking between the two of them with a curious smile. But it quickly falters when he notices how Will and El immediately look at eachother.
"Uh not much" El says, looking back at him, after Will shakes his head at her.
"Lets play Mario! Like we used too, the three of us!" Will says, and grabs Jonathans hand to pull him over to the TV. The parade had long been off, so Will had no problem cutting on the nintendo.
"Uh- Okay sure." Jonathan says awkwadly laughing. The three of them slumping onto the floor against the couch. The game starts and El and Jonathan run down the map, each doing their best to stay alive longer.
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After 40 minutes El had 7 wins, Will had 6 and Jonathan had 4.
"Oh c'mon! One of you is definitely cheating!" Jonathan whines, setting his controller down on the ground.
"Nope we've just been playing like everyday since you left!" Will says, smirking. El gets up and does a victory lap around the room.
"Ive been practicing hard to beat you when you came back from school!" She says, sitting back down with a proud smile.
"Oh yeah? I bet you beat Mike a bunch and he whined like a baby" Jonathan says, laughing.
Will looks at El, who looks back at him and then Jonathan. "We broke up..for good." She says, like it was the usual news on a thursday.
"For good? Are you okay?" Jonathan asks, brotherly protection taking over. Again he watches as El and Will quickly look at eachother then back at Jonathan.
El nods with a smile, "Yeah it was time for it to be over. He was starting to say some things to Will. And then something happened."
Jonathan gives her a worried look, "What happened?"
"Uh we'll tell you later." Will quickly says, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.
Jonathan looks at the both of them. "Well what else has happened then? I want to know! You guys used to tell me everything!"
Will looks down and blushes, he wasnt expecting to say something so soon. Jonathan knew he was gay, but this was different. This took it to a different level.
"Uh well Im with someone now. Well I already knew him for while, we just hadn't really talked."
Jonathans jaw drops, "Will, you're with someone? Who is it? Its not Mike is it?" He asks, glancing at El with a confused look. El smiles in return and shakes her head.
"If its not Mike who is it?" Jonathan asks, placing a hand on Wills shoulder.
"Uh well you wouldn't know him. But his name is Chance Turing. We've been together for a few weeks now."
"What!? Will thats awesome!" He says, pulling Will into a hug.
"Does mom and Hop know?" He asks, after Will pulls away.
"Yeah they found out pretty early, but I think they could tell we liked eachother." Will says, blushing.
El laughs, "Are you kidding? Everyone could tell you two liked eachother except you two! It took forever for me to convice you that he was taking you on dates and not just hanging out."
"El!" Will whines, embarrased. Jonathan looks over at El with a raised eyebrow, "How many dates did this 'Chance' take Will on?"
"Well before they actually got together there was the milkshakes at the diner. And then a few days later they went to the arcade and a drive in movie! Then-"
A knock at the door cuts her off and Will checks his watch, it reading "4:01 PM"
Jonathan raises an eyebrow, "Who else is coming for dinner?"
Will suddenly blushes, "Oh uh- Murray and..Chance." He says, then he looks at the door again quickly when theres another knock.
As if on cue both Jonathan and Will jump up and race to the door, El laughing behind them on the floor.
"Jonathan!" Will squeals trying to stop him from opening the door, but its too late and Jonathan swats him away with a michevious smirk before turning the handle and pulling the front door open.
"Oh Hey! Uh-My name is Chance! You must be uh...Jonathan! Right? You look alot like Mrs. Byers and Will." Chance says, nervously. A pie in one hand, and two bundles of flowers in the other.
Jonathan smiles at the black haired boy, "Yeah, come in! You're here for dinner, right?"
"Yeah I am, I'd shake your hand but my hands are pretty full. I made an apple pie. And I brought some flowers for Mrs. Byers and uh.." He trails off, catching sight of Will beside Jonathan. He smiles, and waves at Will, who giggles in return.
Jonathan clears his throat and Chance quickly looks back at him, "Oh yeah sorry the other flowers are for your brother." He says, smiling again and steps foward to Will, handing him the flowers.
Will blushes, "Thankyou Chance," as they wrap their arms around eachother Then Chance presses a small kiss to Wills cheek. Jonathan raises his eyebrows teasingly at Will with a smirk.
"Where is your mom?" Chance asks, but before anyone can answer, Joyce calls from the kitchen, "Im in here sweetie!"
Chance smiles at the two of them and walks into the kitchen.
"Hey Mrs. Hopper- Byers! Happy Thanksgiving! " Chance says, setting down his pie on the counter.
Joyce walks over to him and pulls him into a hug, "Hey hun! Happy thanksgiving. Oh what is this!" She says, looking at the pie.
Chance rubs the back of his neck, "I made an apple pie for desert! I hope its good. I dont realy ever cook or bake for anyone but myself."
"Im sure its great, hun. Thankyou for coming and for baking a pie! Dinner doesnt start for another 25 minutes though."
"Oh, Yeah I know. I wanted to come early so I could help you guys set up!"
"Thats really kind of you, but me and Hop have it covered! You just got have fun, okay?"
"Yes ma'am, Thankyou for inviting me again." Chance says, smiling.
"Of course, like Ive said, youre always welcome here, Chance. And you dont have to be so formal, sweetie. You're basically family now."
Chance starts to tear up, "Thankyou," Then he walks out of the kitchen.
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"How often does he come over? Him and mom seem to already be close." Jonathan says, chuckling.
"I mean we hang out almost every day, and mom kind of like told him he's welcome whenever he wants or needs. She invited him for thanksgiving dinner the first time they met. Hopper likes him too." Will says, smiling, while rubbing the back of his neck.
"Whoa! He does seem really respectful. And he seems to love you alot. I can't believe you went for a jock though!" Jonathan coos, laughing teasingly.
Will punches him in the arm and rolls his eyes with a laugh, "Oh shut up!"
"I think Byers actually went for me." Chance flirts with a wink, reentering the living room.
Will blushes and rolls his eyes, "C'mon! We were both flirting! Mr. "Help me practice my basketball and Ill give you a ride home and we'll get milkshakes too." Actually, no! You started it by leaving the notes in my locker!"
"Fine fine you got me there! But you asked me to go to the arcade with you!"
"Are they always like this?" Jonathan asks, leaning over to El.
She smiled, "Yeah....but Will deserves this. Chance really makes him happy. And he makes Chance happy too. I wish you could have watched it all fall into place. Ive never seen two people be so different but be so perfect for eachother. Chance kind of just showed up one day, and we all could just feel it. We knew he was the one for Will. I still dont understand it. We just knew.."
Jonathan laughs, "I see what you mean. I feel the energy. Its just so unexpected"
"Theres more to Chance than what meets the eye. Hes actually a really nice boy. And he basically worships Will." El laughs.
"Oh yeah I can see that too. If he ever hurts Will, I swear." Jonthan says, carefully watching the two boys flirt.
"I know. Trust me, we will all be mad. But, Chance is... different. Its like his whole world is just Will. I just know he will never do anything to hurt Will on purpose. And he has already protected Will from bullies, if that helps."
"Bullies? Hes being bullied again?" Jonathan asks, worry taking over his tone.
"Since him and Chance got together? No. kids at our school are too scared to mess with either of them. Chance isnt a bad fighter. And apparently Will isnt either." El says, grinning.
"What does that mean, El? Did he get in a fight?"
But instead of answering El just giggles and walks over to Chance and Will.
"Oh hey, El!" Chance says, smiling at her. She smiles in return, "Are you staying the night?"
Chance looks at Will and smiles, "Uh I dont know, i'll have to talk to Mrs. Byers."
"Im going to put these flowers in my room," Will says, then tugs at Chances hand, "Do you want to come help me?"
Chance blushes and chuckles, "Yeah!" And Will pulls him down the hallway.
"He needs help putting up a few flowers?" Jonathan asks, with an eyebrow raised. El shrugs and laughs, and the two of them walk to the kitchen.
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Will closes the door behind them and immediately presses up against Chance, kissing him on the lips.
"Whoa byers! Is that all Im here for then?" Chance teases, smiling with tinted cheeks.
"Chance! We only have a few minutes to ourselves before dinner!"
"Fine fine," Chance smirks, before pressing his lips against Wills. Will hums and pulls Chance onto his bed by his jacket. The same jacket that Will so often wore, basically telling everyone that he belonged to Chance.
Will, laying on his right side, places his hands on both side of. Chances face. Chance, laying on his left side, holds Wills face in his right hand, and snakes his left arm around Will's back. They push into eachother eagerly.
"Chance should we stop?" Will asks, breathless as Chance starts kissing the moles on his neck.
"Nah Im having fun. Besides, dinner doesnt start for another ten minutes" Chance says, moving back up to Wills lips, before they start making out again. Will moves his hand into Chances hair and runs it through it multiple times, as their kissing gets more passionate.
"uh Hey guys Murray is here so mom sai-" Jonathan says, bursting through Wills door, but quickly slams the door shut when Will and Chance jump up, faces bright red.
"Oh-Shit-Sorry!" Jonathan blurts through the door, "Uh mom said were going to start dinner since Murray is here. So uh yeah." He ends awkwardly and quickly walks away.
Will falls back and laughs, "Everytime! We have got to find a better makeout spot!"
"I know a few places." Chance says flirtatiously, with a smirk.
"Oh do you?" Will asks, leaning back in. Chance leans in and kisses him, and they start making out again. Will presses against Chances chest as he continues to kiss Will. Chance suddenly pulls away and smiles lovingly at Will.
"Oh you know what, Picasso? I think your boyfriend baked a pie and then brought it to your family Thanksgiving. And I would really like to try it, as well as see you try it to see if I'll be the one cooking for us in the future."
"Oh you'll definitely be the one cooking, but I appreciate the thought." Will jokes, "But you're right...I do want to try my boyfriends apple pie that he worked very hard on... And I do believe we are expected to be at the table," He checks his watch and smiles, "three minutes ago."
Chance stands up and holds his hand out for Will to take, before pulling the latter out of the bed. "Well lets go then, we dont want to keep anyone waiting, do we, dear?"
Will playfully sighs, "I guess not, hun." Chance laughs, and opens Wills door, neither letting go of eachothers hand.
They walk, hand and hand, to the dining room, where everyone except Joyce was sitting down at the table. They sit between Jonathan and El, who give them two different looks. Joyce comes from around the corner with the turkey and sets it on the table.
The table in question was decorated with delicous warm food, probably the most food it had ever held at once. There was turkey, stuffing, vegetables, macaroni, and a broccoli casserole. For desert there was Chances apple pie, pumpkin and sweet potato pies.
Joyce sat down at the table and smiled, "Okay everyone lets grab hands and say something were each thankful for!"
Murray laughs, "Finally being able to relax."
Joyce laughs, "That is a good one, but Im thankful for my family, and all of our close friends."
Hopper chuckles, "Okay well Im thankful for this turkey were about to eat," and everyone laughs. El smiles and looks around the table, "Im thankful for Will, for always being there for me and protecting me"
Will smiles and reaches over to squeze her hand, before letting go and interlocking his fingers with Chances again. The eyes at the table turn to Chance now, and Joyce gives him a reassuring look.
Time seems to slow as Chance turns to Will and smiles, before raising up their interlocked fingers to show the table. "Im thankful for Will Byers, for changing my life in such a short period of time, and agreeing to be my art project partner."
Will giggles and blushes. He looks around the table and smiles, "Okay well im thankful for all of you. We've all been through so much together and I love you all."
He turns to Jonathan who laughs, "Well im thankful that were all even here to have this dinner!" Everyone nods in agreement, and they watch as Joyce sits up and begins carving the turkey.
"Allright go nuts" She says, laughing, and its only a few seconds before there are hands reaching over and across the table to grab different foods.
"Alright I have to ask, Will, what is this new development? And who is this young man with you?" Murray asks, scooping some vegetables on his plate.
Will blushes and Chance clears his throat, "Oh sorry sir! Murray, right? Im Chance. Wills boyfriend." Chance says, proudly, smiling at Will, before taking a bite of food.
Joyce smiles at Will lovingly, and Jonathan grins, impressed. El just giggles beside Hopper, who threw a thumbs up with a brief smile before he began digging into his food, not wasting a moment.
Murray chuckles, shocked. "We'll nice to meet you Chance. Ive never thouught i'd see Will with a jock! But hey it's Hawkins, things are never what you expect!"
"Oh yeah, tell me about it!" Chance says, grinning at Will.
"Alright enough talk about that! Today is a day to be thankful that were here, and celebrate that." Joyce says, trying to get the table to change the conversation.
"Jonathan," Murray starts, "How has college been? With Wheeler?"
Jonthan smiles, "Its going great. And were still going strong. Still thanks to you."
Will cocks his head, "What do you mean?"
"Did I never tell you guys?" Jonathan starts, setting down his fork before continuing, "Well me and Nancy had recorded our experience at the Lab. And we took it to Murray. Well thats actually how we got together."
"Oh yeah how was the couch-pull out?" Murray asks, laughing.
"Whatever!" Jonthan laughs.
The family continues to eat, until its time for desert. Joyce cuts the pies on the table, and dishes out the slices.
"And Will Byers is just about to try Chance Turings famous apple pie, folks," Chance narrates the scene to a pretend audience.
Will laughs and drops his fork, "Chance!"
"Okay okay Im sorry, try it and tell me what you think!" Chance says, setting his arm on the back of Wills chair.
Will smiles, "As you wish" he says, and giggles, El and Chance laughing as well. He takes a bite of the pie and sighs with content.
"Its really good," he says, after swallowing the pie. "How did you learn to make that?"
Chance smiles proudly, "I found it in one of my moms old cookbooks a few years back and made it for my grandparents!"
"Yeah you're definitely doing the cooking and baking" Will says, before taking another bite.
Chance laughs, "As you wish!"
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