Tittle: Explosion!
Author: Miri
Distribution: Courtney's M&M files, and anywhere else as long as you let me know.
Disclaimer: Do I even have to say it?
Rating: PG, the horror!
Classification: Michael/Maria, although there is no smut, it's a comedy.
Feedback: Of course!
Dedication: To Courtney, thank God for her or I would have lost it by now after today's little episode in the kitchen. You know what I mean, Court, and so will the rest of you when this fic is over. To put it simply, in this fic, Maria is me!
Maria took the hot pot off the stove, and
poured the pasta into the strainer. After the
water was drained, and her bowl was filled,
she took her food to the table. She didn't even
realize that she had left the stove on until about
an hour later.
A strange smell was in the air. Maria felt a bit dizzy.
"Oh my God! I left the stove on!" she exclaimed,
as she walked into the kitchen.
She quickly reached for the knob, and switched it off.
After getting the laundry, and turning on the washing
machine, Maria stood in the kitchen for a minute,
just to make sure everything was okay. Her mother
would kill her if she blew up the house.
A loud sizzling sound made her jump, and she
looked at the oven just as a spark came shooting out
of the bottom. That did it! Maria grabbed the phone
and dialed her mother at work. She blathered into the phone
for a minute, trying to explain to her Mom what happened,
but it was no use, her mother didn't seem to care.
Maria looked around the room, thinking of who to call.
She snatched up the phone again, and dialed Michael's number.
Michael's only response to her dilemma was, "Just chill out,
I'll be there in a minute."
Five minutes later, the doorbell rang. Michael stood on
her step, looking as kissable as usual. //The kitchen, girl,
focus on the kitchen//
Michael went straight to the kitchen and checked out
the stove and oven. "Um, Maria?"
He looked at her like he was trying to hold back laughter.
"You don't have a gas range, your stove and oven are electric..."
-FINISH
Yes, I really had an episode like this today. Thanks to Court's knowledge and the fact that she work's at a gas company, tragedy was avoided. However, being laughed at hysterically was NOT avoided.
Author: Miri
Distribution: Courtney's M&M files, and anywhere else as long as you let me know.
Disclaimer: Do I even have to say it?
Rating: PG, the horror!
Classification: Michael/Maria, although there is no smut, it's a comedy.
Feedback: Of course!
Dedication: To Courtney, thank God for her or I would have lost it by now after today's little episode in the kitchen. You know what I mean, Court, and so will the rest of you when this fic is over. To put it simply, in this fic, Maria is me!
Maria took the hot pot off the stove, and
poured the pasta into the strainer. After the
water was drained, and her bowl was filled,
she took her food to the table. She didn't even
realize that she had left the stove on until about
an hour later.
A strange smell was in the air. Maria felt a bit dizzy.
"Oh my God! I left the stove on!" she exclaimed,
as she walked into the kitchen.
She quickly reached for the knob, and switched it off.
After getting the laundry, and turning on the washing
machine, Maria stood in the kitchen for a minute,
just to make sure everything was okay. Her mother
would kill her if she blew up the house.
A loud sizzling sound made her jump, and she
looked at the oven just as a spark came shooting out
of the bottom. That did it! Maria grabbed the phone
and dialed her mother at work. She blathered into the phone
for a minute, trying to explain to her Mom what happened,
but it was no use, her mother didn't seem to care.
Maria looked around the room, thinking of who to call.
She snatched up the phone again, and dialed Michael's number.
Michael's only response to her dilemma was, "Just chill out,
I'll be there in a minute."
Five minutes later, the doorbell rang. Michael stood on
her step, looking as kissable as usual. //The kitchen, girl,
focus on the kitchen//
Michael went straight to the kitchen and checked out
the stove and oven. "Um, Maria?"
He looked at her like he was trying to hold back laughter.
"You don't have a gas range, your stove and oven are electric..."
-FINISH
Yes, I really had an episode like this today. Thanks to Court's knowledge and the fact that she work's at a gas company, tragedy was avoided. However, being laughed at hysterically was NOT avoided.