Hit me with your best shot
He doesn't know why he agreed to this. After all, even with Watanuki's help it's still going to turn out as an inedible concoction that will go straight in the bin
From Watanukis helpful inputs, he is pretty sure that the mixture shouldn't be lumpy or dark brown. But as usual he says nothing
It's inevitable that a fight would break out, Watanuki hadn't actually believed him when he insisted that he couldn't cook. Yet another time Watanuki was wrong.
They both take one look at the explosion and as Doumeki had predicted, the monstrosity went straight in the bin.
please forgive me for this, but i was bored and this little idea sprung to mind. first attempt at a drabble fic