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 Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 12:28 am
He smiled at her question. She had been with him most of the time, only after round two did he leave her alone and do his own thing and that wasn't something he needed to go into detail with her.
"Smells nice, what are you cooking?"
He asked instead.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 12:44 am
The qutezal gave him another little smile.
"Food.."
She said softly, grinning a little.
"Just some kinda of pasta dish."
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 12:47 am
He had been about to point out the definition of 'food' when she revealed what type of food.
"By the way it smells, you're definatly a better cook than I am, hell, you're a better cook than Raven is if it tasts as good as it smells"
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 12:57 am
She giggled.
"Don't let Miss Raven hear you say that..."
She took the spoon she was using and dipped it into the saucepan that contained the sauce for the pasta. She scooped a little up and covering the bottom of it, she offered the spoon to her master.
"Would you like to taste?"
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:08 pm
"Sure"
He held her hand steady with his as he took the spoon into his mouth, looking at her eyes longingly as he did so, pulling his head slowly away from the spoon as he tasted what was on it, before smiling at her.
"Yeah, definatly better than Raven's cooking"
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:15 pm
She smiled as a tiny blush tainted her cheeks and she went back to the dinner that was being made.
"if so, don't let her hear that. She might be sensitive to that."
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:19 pm
His eyes lit up full of mischief as she advised him to keep his opinion to himself.
"Good thing she's not around to hear me then, isn't it?"
He knew Raven, the worst that would happen would be she'd either refuse to cook for him ever again, which really wasn't a problem, or she'd get violent, which had only been a problem because of the state he was in before their last fight.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:40 pm
Zaro nodded her head. The timer went off and she opened the oven, grabbed some hot pads and pulled the dessert out, closing the oven. She set the dessert on the counter on a rack so it could cool off.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:57 pm
Whilst she took care of the desert, he decided to be a nuisance and look into every pot and generally get in her way.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 5:04 pm
Zaro watched him like a mother watching her child to make sure he didn't get burned or injured while he poked around. She giggled.
"Curious to how everything is?"
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 5:29 pm
He smiled at her question.
"I guess... haven't spent much time around kitchens, and I think this is one fo the few times this kitchen is getting a workout"
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 5:32 pm
She gave him a small sweet and pleasureable kiss. afterwards she went back to pots and pans on the stove, lightly tapping his hand when he peeked into another dish. She shook her head with a little twinkle in her eye.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 5:40 pm
He had to use all self control he had to not keep the small kiss going any longer than she wanted to keep it going, knowing that she was cooking and cooking was a prescise science he didn't understand.
As she tapped his hand, he looked up at her with puppy eyes which showed he hadn't done any wrong, really.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 5:45 pm
She gave him another little taste of what was to come with the meal ebfore she scuttled over to a coffee pot and offered him up a cup of coffee, even if she didn't think it worked with the evening meal.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 5:50 pm
"Thanks"
He muttered as she passed him the coffee. It didn't have to work with dinner, it just had to occupy his hands and half his mind whilst she cooked, keeping him suprisingly out of her way, mainly because rather than trying to get in her way and getting her attention, he was now contently drinking the dark liquid and watching her figure move around as though being in the kitchen was a completly natural thing for her.
Somewhere in that time, he realised he'd have to go out that night to feed. She'd already been his feed twice today and he knew that a third time was stupid, twice was stupid too, but could be dealt with as long as he gave her space for a while.
"I may have to go out tonight.. "
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