Hehe. Just a little tiny something in my spare time, no flames please. And yes, they're out of character...its a FANFIC, and that's the beauty of fanfics...HAO! DISCLAIM, please!
Hao: (grumbles) All right...Fine. If Serendipity owned Shaman King, Anna and I would be engaged...Ren would not have a freakish bow on front of his pants...Horohoro would be able to tapdance...(WTC?)...and Yoh would be renamed Bob and sent to America on a freight boat. Haha. Very funny, Serendipity. You know perfectly well you would name him Pedro.
Serendipity: So? Bob is a nice name, too... ANYWHO! ON TO THE STORY!
"You what?" Yoh gasped at Ren's sudden confession.
"I can't cook, okay? There. I've said it." Ren grumbled.
"Come on! Everyone can cook a little!" Manta urged, trying to suppress his laughter. Of all the dinner conversations he'd ever had, this had to be the strangest. "You've got to be kidding! I mean, even Hao can boil water! Not that I'd know or anything, I haven't been over to his house for tea…."
"He's not joking," Jun said sadly. "Last time dad was sick, he fried the green tea."
"Jun! Why are you here?" Ren asked, surprised.
"I live here, silly. Anyway…"
There was an awkward silence.
"Well, Ren, someone will just have to teach you to cook! Pirika can cook, can't yo- DON'T KILL ME, PIRIKA!" Horohoro looked at his younger sister, then back at Ren.
Pirika glared at her brother for a moment longer before turning to Ren. "There's hope for you yet, Tao."
"Great!" Anna giggled evilly. "You can use the kitchen whenever!"
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-Crash, Clang-
Anna and Yoh sipped lemonade outside.
-Tumble, crunch-
Manta studied.
-Rustle, shift-
Lyserg practiced whatever he normally practiced. (Not the bagpipes, no matter how many times Yoh suggested he try them for stress relief!)
-Measure, dump-
Ryu ignored the rantings and ravings coming from the kitchen as he walked by.
-Chop, sizzle-
Anna came inside to watch TV and avoid Hao. (Hao was lurking in the bushes outside the house, and to this day, no one knows why.)
-Sizzle, slosh-
Manta ran by, being chased by Kororo.
-Flip, Pour-
Horohoro ran after Kororo.
-Drip, drop-
Yoh counted stars while polishing Harusame.
---SILENCE---
Everyone paused. Pirika ran out screaming.
"Tao Ren, you're HOPELESS!"
-Crunch, munch-
Lyserg pulled out an accordion.
-Slurp, dip-
Ryu grabbed an ukulele.
-Drink, bite-
Anna walked into the kitchen.
-Laugh, giggle-
"Pirika, it's not that bad!" Anna yelled to the blue-haired girl.
-Step, step-
"Huh." Pirika took a bite of the cookies Ren had baked. "Not as bad as I thought they would be when you started boiling the salad!"
"At least he didn't boil the bread dough or something…" Jun commented. She picked up a second cookie.
"Wow, Ren! I love these cookies!" Yoh squealed.
"They're pretty good." Manta agreed.
"DEFINITELY!" Horohoro cried, shoving six into his mouth.
And nobody but Ren noticed the Pillsbury cookie mix in the trash can.
Dedicated to all those other people, who, like me, cannot cook without directions or a mix.
Also to Ty...my whack perv friend. DOUBLE STUFFED!