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DISCLAIMER: Disclaimed.

Title: My Girlfriend Can't Cook

Characters: Jericho and Kole

Genre: Romance/Humor

Prompt: Porridge

Word Count: 540

A soft knock on the door jolted Jericho out of his slumber.

He opened the door just a bit, and, much to his relief, found no Sladebot or deadly ninja with a sharp sword ready to slice off his face.

"Hey, Jericho!"

He swung the door open at the sound of Kole's sweet voice.

Good morning, Kole, he signed.

"C'mon, Sleeping Beauty," Kole teased. "I made breakfast!"

Y-You did? Jericho dared not think about the last time Kole handled the kitchen. As a "foreign exchange Titan", Kole was granted the opportunity. The results weren't pretty. It had ended with five hospitalized titans, two days out of commission (meaning two days without heroes, and two days of havoc), and a badly destroyed kitchen.

"Yes, I did!" the girl chirped, a grin on her face.

Jericho gulped. He nodded slowly. Okay. Let's eat, then.

The mute boy was carefully observing his surroundings. No smoke. No burning smell. No vomiting Hot Spot and Kid Flash. No kitchen exploding.

It was quite the opposite, in fact. Jinx, Kid Flash, and Hot Spot were all seated at the sofa of the common room, quietly munching on...whatever it was that Kole made for breakfast.

"Quit it, Flash," snarled Jinx, flicking Kid Flash's arm, which was positioned around Jinx's waist.

"Make me," he retorted, a teasing grin on his face.

"Be quiet, you two!" cried Hot Spot, trying to return his focus to the news being shown on the television.

Well, it was as quiet as it gets in Titans North.

Gingerly, Jericho took a seat and picked up a bowl. Kole picked up her own cheerfully and started scooping spoonfuls of a moist, sticky-looking substance.

Jericho, feeling reassured, popped in a spoonful from his own bowl. His eyes lit up in delight. Porridge! he signed, a delighted grin on his face. I love porridge.

Kole grin excitedly. "I know."

Jericho flushed red. You...You did this for me?

Kole nodded.

H-How? Jericho's head tilted curiously. His face betrayed none of the bewilderment he felt.

"W-Well, I just made a quick trip to the store..." Jericho leaned in, probing. "...and I got a box of instant mix," Kole admitted sheepishly. Jericho laughed silently, inching closer to Kole.

He pecked her on the cheek. Thanks, he said, before digging back into his breakfast.

Kole, the tips of her ears red - a sure sign that she was pleased - picked up her bowl and resumed her eating.

"So...does anyone want lunch?" Kole asked, putting on an apron.

The Titans glanced at each other before nodding. "Oh, by the way, guys," Kole called out from the kitchen. "I'm going to be making it by hand, since we ran out of mix."

Hot Spot turned green, Jericho felt queasy, and Jinx groaned. Kid Flash got up resolutely and kissed Jinx's hand. "Fear not, fellow Titans!" Kid Flash grinned. "For I bear gifts!" He dashed off for a second before returning with paper bags. "Take-out!"

Kole came out a few minutes after, red with embarrassment.

"Uh, I think we should skip lunch," Kole suggested, gesturing to the smoke rising from the kitchen area.

Hot dog? Jericho signed, handing Kole a brown bag.

"Thanks," Kole said gratefully, taking a seat next to Jericho.

A/N: Not my best, but, it totally makes up for the angsty stuff I did yesterday, right?

Right?

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