A camera turns on. A teenager about 15 years-old pops up in a yellow cape with a rolling pin in his hand. The teenager has curly brown hair, and is standing behind a counter in a kitchen. Various cookie making tools are lined up. "Hey! I am Cookie Man, and this is my sidekick Sprinkles," the boy says energetically, holding up the rolling pin. Another male appears, this time he is about 20. He is in a cape and is holding a plastic spatula type object. He also holds out his cookie making tool. They stand there for a moment, looking all serious, when all of a sudden they burst out laughing.
"But seriously, today Sprinkles and I will be making Valentines Day cookies," Cookie Man says. "And would you like to tell our viewers who they are for?" Sprinkles says. "Our cookies will be for many different people, including Joey, Chris, and Paul," Cookie Man replies. "I think you're forgetting two Cookie Man," Sprinkles says softly. "Who? I said Joey, Chris, Paul...OH! I almost forgot to tell you guys! Because Sprinkles and I are losers and we don't girlfriends to spend Valentines Day with, we decided to spend it together," Cookie Man says, placing a hand on Sprinkles' back. "So, therefore we are making cookies for each other," Sprinkles finishes. Cookie Man smiles a cute little smile and looks down at all the equipment on the counter.
"What should we start with?" Cookie Man asks Sprinkles. "With making the dough, duh," Sprinkles says, like it's the most obvious thing in the world. "I resent that," Cookie Man replies. "Yeah ok, just start working Cookie Man," Sprinkles says. "Hey, who's the sidekick here?" Cookie Man asks. "The one who is answering all the questions," Sprinkles says with a cute little smile. "Aww...see this face? This is the face that makes people put up with him," Cookie Man says, bringing the camera close to Sprinkles' face. Sprinkles smiles some more.
The sound of a car driving up brings them out of the rhythm of rolling the cookies into little balls and squishing them on the pan, making sure they are the shape of a heart. "Who's that?" Sprinkles asks, nervousness apparent. "It's probably my mama," Cookie Man replies, also looking slightly squirmish. A woman with curly blond hair appears. "Oh, hello JC! I wasn't expecting you here! Justin, why are you boys wearing capes?" the mother asks, addressing Cookie Man as Justin and Sprinkles as JC. The two guys repeat the little introduction they did at the beginning of the tape. "Okay, then. JC, I'm going to be out of town the rest of today and Valentines Day, so could you please watch Justin and make sure he doesn't get into too much trouble?" Justin's mother asks. "Yeah, sure," JC says, a little too enthusiastic. The mother's eyes narrow and look at JC suspiciously. She kisses her son good-bye and waves to JC. "Bye Mama," Justin says out the window.
"Thank God," JC exclaimes when she's gone. "Sprinkles, she's my mama," Justin scorns. "Yeah, but now we get some alone time," JC explains, moving closer to Justin. Justin backs up and leans against the cupboards. JC leans in more, his hands on Justin's hips and his lips almost touching Justin's. "JC, what would my mama say?" asks Justin, faking surprise. "Well, she would say, 'WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH MY SON?!' and then I would apologize profusely because she terrifies me, but do it again the next day because you are just too damn irresistible," JC replies. Justin smiles and leans forward to meet JC's lips. The two share a sweet kiss with their arms wrapped around one another when Justin realizes something. "Umm...Sprinkles...the camera's still on..." he says. "Uh oh. Umm...well I guess that messes up our whole 'tv show' thing,"JC replies with a smile. Justin smiles and leans into JC. "We should probably turn the camera off now," he says. "Yeah," JC giggles. "I hope your mom never finds this."
