Day 21: Cooking/baking
Neither Barney nor Robin had ever been skilled in cooking. At best, they managed to scramble some eggs or boil some pasta. All they were really good at in the kitchen was the occasional counter sex, and so, more often than not they'd bring home take-out in the evenings.
Still, every once in a while, Barney or Robin would suggest cooking for themselves. Robin claimed it made her feel more "wife-y", while Barney admitted that he liked seeing Robin in an apron. Though, no matter what they decided to make, one thing was certain- chaos would ensue. Whether it was overcooking, under-cooking, or accidentally setting fire to the meal, it was a guarantee.
There was something else, though, that was certain when they made dinner.
Be it tacos or pizza (the only meal they had nearly perfected), Robin and Barney had fun. In spite of the burning food and the blaring of the smoke detector, they laughed a lot throughout the ordeal. When Robin would toss the pizza dough high up, a smug smile on her face, and have it land on her shirt; or when Barney would insist upon not needing oven mitts then pull his hand away with a yelp (Robin would give him an 'I told you so' look as she examined the burn).
No matter the taste of the meal, or the smell of smoke filling the apartment, they had come to enjoy cooking dinner. With the other there to laugh at a botched spaghetti sauce or the tears from cutting onions, the whole experience became so much better.