Follow Me Through
Chapter 1: A Lesson in Cooking
"Okay, Mimi. You've made your point, already!" Kari screamed.
"Shh… be quiet… this is good…"
"Now look at what you did, Mimi! You've brain-washed Yolie!" Kari accused Mimi playfully.
"Kari, phone," her mom called.
"Hey Kari," a voice said on the other line. She knew who it was. She would know it anywhere.
"Hey TK. What's up?"
"Kari? This is Matt. I'm looking for TK. I thought he would be at your place. He said he was going out and this is where I assumed he would be."
"Oh. Have you tried his cell phone?" She was worried now. Where could he be?
"No. Not yet. That's what I was going try next."
"Oh. Okay." The line went silent as they both thought of places where TK would hang out.
"Kari!" three different voices called for her at the exact same moment.
"Hold on, Matt," Kari said as she rushed off the phone and went to her mom.
"Uhh…okay," was all Matt could say before he realized Kari had already put him on hold.
"Yeah, mom?" Kari slid up to her mother on the polished wood floor in her socks.
"I'm going out for awhile. When Mimi and Yolie leave could you start lunch?" Her mother opened the door and saw TK with his cell phone in hand, obviously talking to his brother. Then she remembered about Matt and ran to the phone. She picked it up and realized that she left him on to long and he must have hung up. She ran back to the door just in time.
"I'm here already, Matt. You know how long it takes to get here," there was a pause. "Wait, gotta go, Matt. They already answered the door." He quickly ended the conversation and clumsily shoved the cell phone in his pocket. "Hi Mrs. Kamiya! Hi Kari! You must be physic!" he waved a little embarrassedly and mad way for Kari's mom to go through. Then Kari let him in.
"Yolie and Mimi are here, too if that's okay with you," Kari said hopefully, hoping that TK wouldn't ditch her just being with all those girls.
"That's okay, Kari. I didn't call ahead of time… I should have."
The screams resurrected as they joined the other two girls in her living room.
"Kari! You missed Snow! I know that he's your favourite," Mimi gushed.
"After TK, you mean," Yolie remarked. The other two blushed as the remark dawned on them both.
"So, what are you guys, ahem, girls up to, today?" TK asked as he settled on the couch.
"Nothing," Yolie said. "Just looking over Mimi's stash of American music and stars." She shoved a whole bunch of Britney Spears and Christina Aguilera posters, CD's, and other paraphernalia over to him as he skimmed the stuff over and then took off his hat and threw it over on the other side of the couch.
"HEY!" yelled a tiny voice belonging to Patamon.
"Oh, sorry Patamon. Forgot that I brought you in my hat."
"Well, we have to get going," Mimi said and suddenly Yolie protested and Mimi nudged her and said that they were going over to her house anyways.
"Oooohhhh…" Yolie nodded her head as in if she understood.
"See ya later, Kari!" the both gathered up the stuff and rushed out faster than the bus boys that clear the tables at a restaurant.
An uncomfortable silence followed for a few minutes, which, to Kari and TK, felt like eternity.
"Well," Kari started. "Well, TK, wanna help make lunch? Tai's gonna be home in half an hour and you can invite Matt over."
"Okay…" was all that he could say. Then the two of them burst out laughing.
I never thought that I'd run out of things to talk about to my boyfriend, Kari thought. TK, himself, was thinking similar thoughts.
"What was that Kari?" Gatomon asked as she climbed up on the couch and yawned.
"Nothing, Gatomon. Patamon's here, if you two want to play. TK and I will be in the kitchen making lunch, okay?" Kari got up and led TK by the hand into the kitchen. As they got aprons on and discussed what they would make, TK brought up their upcoming Home Ec. Project.
"I'm not what you'd call the best chef in the world. At least I'm better than Matt, though," he remarked sadly as he told Kari how bad a cook his brother was. "He can ruin cereal!"
"Don't worry. First, I'll be your partner and second, I'll teach you how to cook in one afternoon. But after lunch, we'll have to go grocery shopping, then we have to find a bigger kitchen…" as Kari launched into a whole list of things they needed, TK went back to the living room just to see Gatomon and Patamon were playing poker (or maybe it was go fish or blackjack).
"TK! Where'd you go?" Kari yelled and TK trudged back in the kitchen.
Kari had set up everything and was prepared to teach TK how to prepare a buffet for six, including leftovers. First came the sushi.
"Spread out your sticky rice - AHHHH!!! TK!!!" Kari screamed "WHAT DID YOU THROW AT ME!?!"
"Nothing, Kari. I just was flicking stic-" TK stopped short. And there was rice over his face. Short of his ears. Suddenly, an all out sticky rice fight broke out.
The fight lasted about 20 minutes. Actually the rice lasted about 20 minutes. Then, while Kari fixed up a new batch of rice, they moved on to tempura, after they cleaned up, anyways.
"And you use the spider to fish it out of the hot oil. See? It's easy. You try," Kari moved over to observe his technique. "Perfect!" she said as he finished up the whole batch himself. The rice finished up at the end of the two hours and sushi was the last on their list.
"Ok. You spread the rice out on the seaweed wrap, which is on the plastic wrap, which is on top of the bamboo mat. Okay! You got it!" As Kari continued the lesson, her mother and his brother came.
"Hey mom!" Tai said as he walked into the kitchen and straight to the fridge. "Hey! It smells really good in here you two!"
"Yeah, it does!" Matt complimented as he passed by. "Uh-oh. Uhh… he, Kari, could you tell me which YOU cooked? I'm still afraid of TK's culinary skills." Everybody laughed at the last words and TK punched his brother lightly in the arm.
"Don't worry, Matt. All the food is fine, including the food TK made. I'm teaching fellow man how to cook."
"Hopefully this time I don't get food poisoning," Matt muttered and TK mobbed him.
"Everything's ready!!!" Kari sang happily as she plated and placed the sushi on the table.
End of Chapter1
Note from the author: If it's cheesy, don't blame me. It's my first fanfic and plus I suck at writing. R&R, please!!!
*Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Digimon, Pokemon, Sailor Moon or any of the other good Japanese animé shows of merchandise ect. Too bad, though.
