A/N from Claw: Hey, I'm writing this (without Blondie) as an ode to cannon couples, because I really really dislike non-cannon (most of the time) and there isn't nearly enough cannon fluff as I want there to be.(Especially Mimi and Roger)
Anyway, its gonna have all the RENT couples. Blondie will be writing drabbles about Wicked.
I'm not going to stop this until I get to 1000 drabbles.
Fire in the pan
Collins opened the door to the tiny apartment and entered. A burning smell wafted through the air. "FIRE!" Collins bellowed, running to the kitchen for water.
Angel was sprinting though the kitchen like an idiot, flaming frying pan in hand. "Collins! Help! Burn! Pan! Water! Now!" the drag-queen shrieked. Angel threw the pan to the floor, without a thought that it could possibly set the whole house on fire. Collins was looking frantically through the cupboards for a cup, bowl, or anything that could carry water.
"I GOT IT!" Angel yelled with a bowl in her hand. She ran over to the sink and turned the knob…"SHIT!" they yelled in unison, remembering their water was turned off last week.
Now the two lovers were on "panic-mode". Collins ran to the fridge and grabbed anything that contained a liquid. He turned back to see Angel spiting on the burning pan. Collins dumped some chunky milk over the pan, then he proceeded to do this with pickle juice and catsup. When the fire was finally out Collins looked at Angel and said "Well that was fun. I'm so hungry, what's for dinner?"
Angel looked pettily at the mess they had created on the pan. "That was." she said while still staring. Collins burst out laughing, eventually Angel joined him. "We make a good team." Collins said while wrapping his arms around Angel's body. "What, I burn stuff and you put it out?" she joked. "You only burn it cause your so hot." he teased back. Angel giggled and said "Well, Mimi was right, I can't cook to save anything. Life Café?"
Collins grinned and kissed her nose. The two walked hand in hand to the café where they were sure to cause more trouble as well as sweet memories.
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