A/N: just a short drabble for my first PLL story. This idea has rolled around in my head for a while now.


Ezra Fitz opened his apartment door to have a strong aroma hit him.

"I wish I could come home to this everyday." Ezra said, catching sight of his girlfriend, Aria, in the kitchen making supper.

"Don't get used to it. You're just lucky that I was in the mood to cook." Aria said, leaning back to give Ezra a peck on the lips.

"So, what exactly are you making?" Ezra asked, trying to sneak a peek in one of the pans on the stove.

"It's nothing real special. Just spaghetti and garlic bread." Aria said, as Ezra pulled the lid off of the pan of spaghetti sauce only to have it blurt out of the pan, right into is his face.

"Well, I guess it's finally boiling." Aria said, while laughing.

"Oh, you think that's funny do you?" Ezra said, wiping the gung off his face with his hand and attempted to whip it on Aria's face, but mostly got her arms.

"Missed me!" Aria squealed, running into the living room.

"Hey!" Ezra said loudly, causing Aria to turn around only to get splattered by sauce from a spoon.

"Eww! You got it in my hair!" Aria said, running over to the table grabbing the plate of cooked spaghetti and whipped part of it in Ezra's direction.

"Oh, it's so on now!" he said, whipping more sauce in Aria's direction.

"Quit throwing food at me!" Aria shouted, chucking more noodles in Ezra's direction.

"Only if you stop throwing stuff at me."

"You're the on who started this!" Aria said, attempting to dodge the flying sauce.

The two of them continued to chuck food at each other, only stopping when the kitchen time went off

"Well, I guess all we're having tonight is going to be garlic bread." Aria said, pulling the bread out of the oven.

"Well, you have to admit, that was a lot of fun."

"Yeah! But now the question remains, who is going to clean up this mess?"

"Well, why don't I go take a shower and you clean all this up." Ezra said, making his way towards the bathroom.

"Ezra!" Aria shouted, only to be answered by the closing of the bathroom door.