This has to be one of those chapters you're just not too sure of it. Nothing wrong with it, but it feels like there could have been more, or maybe a little funnier, idk. I'm going to go ahead and post it up, leave it out for a while and see how it feels, may end up editing it up, may end up leaving it.


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"Oooooohhh," Stahl moaned from where he laid out on the table grimacing.

"You ok Stahl?" Sumia asked, noticing the slouching cavalier. "Are you sick?"

"Suuumia?" Stahl uttered.

"Yes?"

"I'm…"

"What is it?"

"I'm so hungry I could eat a pegasus…"

She gaped at him, clear terror on her face. "WHAT?! She exploded, making the green haired man jump. He started to yelp as her fist came down on his head.

"Wha—ow! Ow! Sumia—ow! That's hurts!"

"You beast! How dare you suggest eating a pegasus?!"

"I'm sorry! Ow! Ow!"

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"Sumia?"

The pegasus knight didn't respond, combing her pegasus' mane.

"I'm… really sorry, I would never actually eat a pegasus you know…" Her pegasus perked at the statement, eyeing him from over her mistress' head. "I was just bemoaning about how hungry I was."

"Then why didn't you eat?" she snapped.

"It was Sully's turn to cook."

"…What does that have to do anything? She's not a bad cook."

Stahl stared at her, blinking. "You've… had her cooking, right?"

"A little, she's made tea for me when we were talking about horses and pegasi, I'll have you know that they came out really good!" she grumbled, eyeing him sharply over her shoulder. "And did I hear you brag once that you had a stomach of steel?"

"Ah, well, I love to eat and can eat a lot, but I can't eat everything. You have to be a special case to like Sully's—"

"Are you saying I'm a special case?!"

"NO! No! Dear Naga no… Damn, I'm just making this so much worse… ok, uh, how about this? You, you like to talk about pegasi right? How about, I make you, us, dinner, and we can talk about pegasi all you want!"

She turned to him, eyeing him tensely.

Pleasesayyespleasesayyespleasesayyes.

"Alright," she said slowly.

"YES! …Did I say that out loud?"

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"Wow, didn't know they can end up living so long," Stahl mused, humming as he scooped up a piece of mashed potatoes.

"Oh yeah," Sumia said, "they can live a loooooong time. Even longer than horses. And wow Stahl this is really good."

"It is? Good to know! I decided to experiment with the sauce a bit."

"You like to cook?"

"Oh yeah, how else would I get to eat as much as I do? Also my Father and Brother can't cook that well so I learned to cook for us all. Not that it mattered much to them, they're… one of those people that just eat cause they have too."

"That's a shame," she mumbled, "good food should be enjoyed."

"Agreed."

He hummed happily as he took another bite, content that it was going well so far. "This is really good Stahl," Sumia repeated. It made the green haired cavalier blush.

"Gee thanks Sumi. Though it's nothing near as good as your food. When it's your turn to cook, it always comes out good."

"Oh, I don't if my cooking is that good—"

Stahl was agape, "Have you tried your own pie?!"

"No I usually just give them to Chrom and Gaius—"

"YOU GOTTA TRY YOUR OWN PIE!"

Sumia blinked at him, staring at that set look of determination on his face. "Uh, ok?" she relented.

"Good," Stahl decides, "and I want to be there when you finally get to try it."

"Why? To see my reaction?"

"…A little, I mostly want to eat half of one."

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"Alright," Sumia said, setting a steaming pie down on the counter between them. Stahl drooled at the sight of it, already licking his lips and itching to reach for it. "I'm about to take your word on this and try a piece…"

Stahl hurriedly straightened himself, staring intently at Sumia. "Do it," he insisted.

Taking a knife, she sliced out two slices, sliding one over to Stahl as she gazed down at her own slice. Warily she took a small bite, her eyes widening at the flavor.

Oh sweet Naga's holy light.

It was delicious!

Quickly she took another bite, humming in raw pleasure. Stahl grinned, almost already done with his. "Good isn't it?" he asked with a light teasing tone.

"Delicious! I do make damn good pies!"

"You damn do!" he added, slicing another slice for him, licking his lips as he started to gobble it down. "Though I gotta wonder Sumi, how come you never took a bite of your own pie before?" he asked as she got herself another slice.

"Well, I was always taught that I should cook for others, and keep a thin frame as a proper lady. That included making a lot of sweets, but never really dining on them. Only time you can is when another lady makes them for you… or lord, but that's pretty rare to see one that likes to bake…"

"So you never tried your own pie because of that?"

"Partly, the other is that I never really had an interest to try my own pie." She grinned, taking another bite from her second slice. "Thanks for telling me to do so, this is divine!"

"Well of course milady!" Stahl declared, "A chief should always try their own cooking, at least, I think so."

She grinned and chuckled at that, nodding in agreement. She hummed out after a thought, "I gotta wonder Stahl, are you a noble?"

"Me? Uh, no. Sort of? Not really… I wouldn't say we're wealthy, wealthy; but we're not exactly street poor either. Both my Father and Brother are merchants and alchemists, and we do quite a bit of trade. I know a little on how to do that trade too but my Brother is better at it than me, since he was set to take over the business, I joined the Shepherds to help protect Ylisse… Uh I'm rambling, sorry."

"It's quite alright."

"But back to your original question, no, I don't consider myself a noble, or at least, a wealthy. I didn't even have enough money to get my stallion."

"How did you get him?"

"He was a gift from Frederick. Sully comes from a long line of knights so she got her horse easy, I got lucky that Frederick noticed my potential."

Sumia smiled. "We kinda have that in common," she said, "we both got lucky in how we got our mounts."

"I guess we did," he agreed.

"Hey Stahl?"

"Hm?"

"Sometime, wanna cook together?"

Stahl dropped his fork, making Sumia look up in slight alarm to see his awed expression. "Yes," he said eagerly. "Let us cook together sometime!"

She laughed. "Alright, it's a date!"

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"Woah," Stahl uttered, "I don't think I've ever seen the army so ecstatic about dinner!"

"Well we do make a mean cooking team!" Sumia voiced, coming up alongside him, smiling at the eating soldiers and Shepherds.

Stahl agreed. They've been cooking together for a while now. Whenever it was their turn to cook, the other always showed to help as soon as they caught wind of it. All the while the two easily chatted, comparing cooking tips, talking about horses and pegasi, family, past; it was becoming a point that it was hard to imagine one cooking without the other.

Stahl chuckled at the thought, "You know, we better be careful, else we're going to end up constantly assigned to cook together."

"I… I would not mind that," Sumia admits.

Stahl started. "Really?"

"It's been enjoyable cooking with you, really."

"You haven't been bored with me…?"

"No… you haven't been boring at all. Perhaps you do say the wrong thing sometimes…"

Stahl sweats, "You do realize I was just implying how hungry I was… right?"

She flashed him a grin. "I know. I still enjoy being with you. You're very sweet and easy to talk too."

Blushing, Stahl admits, "I, I find it to be the same… I really do enjoy us cooking together Sumia. To a point, I really can't picture myself cooking without you by my side. So I, I was wondering if… would you be up to cook together for the rest of our lives?"

She gaped. "Is that…"

"Yeah…"

"Yes!" she exclaimed, leaping to hug him, only to slip and topple them both down. "Oh! I am so sorry Stahl…"

"It's fine," he managed with laugh, sitting up and hugging her. "It's fine."