Nico woke up to the smell of burning eggs. Rubbing his eyes sleepily, he trudged to the kitchen from where smoke was rising out.
Sighing, he threw the door open. He was met with the sight of a plume of smoke billowing out from the frying pan which had something - what WAS that?- charred on it, flour all over the countertop and floor, and his blonde significant annoyance adorably panicking over the mess.
Will Solace looked up guiltily amidst the chaos with a sheepish grin. "Some help, Death boy?"
He just glared at the son of Apollo and snapped his fingers. "PAOLO!"
A zombie wearing a chef hat burst out of the closet, saluted the son of Hades and proceeded to clean the kitchen.
Will gaped at him. "You have a skeleton in your closet?!"
"Don't I always." Nico deadpanned.
Nevertheless, with one clean kitchen and two happy people enjoying a delicious zombie- cooked meal later, it was safe to say that it was the end of Will's kitchen career (which didn't last long anyways).