[Jim really shouldn't be expected to bake cakes. Come on! He's got far too many ambitions for that. And, seriously, that's what girls are for - baking, sewing, you know, all those girly things! But he thought that maybe this class might be a good way to meet said girls, back before he didn't know how wrong he could be.
Jim instinctively catches the oven mitts, shooting a glare at his friend.]
What? Traitor. Fine, I'll save the stupid cake. [And with that, he gallantly opens the oven, resulting in even more smoke pouring out. Coughing, he quickly pulls out the cake, revealing it to be completely burnt and totally crispy.]
btw, you probably know what Jim is like in the hs AU - ladiesman, cocky, etc! xD i forgot all that
Jim instinctively catches the oven mitts, shooting a glare at his friend.]
What? Traitor. Fine, I'll save the stupid cake. [And with that, he gallantly opens the oven, resulting in even more smoke pouring out. Coughing, he quickly pulls out the cake, revealing it to be completely burnt and totally crispy.]
...well, shit.