CHAPTER FOURTEEN: COOKING EXPERIMENTS
The morning after was a Sunday. Bakura, feeling independent, decided to try to make eggs as Yami was sleeping late.
Yami was awakened several minutes later by the fire alarm.
"Get down here you ******* Pharaoh!"
"Good morning to you, too," Yami said mildly, going down the steps.
"What's going on?" Seto leaned out over the railing. Unfortunately, the night had been very warm and he had taken off his shirt upon going to bed. Bakura and Yami were mildly shocked.
"Oh, oops," he said conversationally.
"He's gay," Bakura remarked in an undertone.
"I know."
"What were we doing? Oh, yes. I was trying to make an omelet," he said, disabling the smoke detector.
"I see. And what happened?" Yami was trying very hard to hold onto his temper.
"Well, the bacon burned up into ashes, the eggs are raw, the salsa fell into the burner, which flared up and set the wooden handle of the pan on fire."
Yami groaned. "Why me?"
*
After the damage had been repaired, Yami had started making eggs in a slightly more controlled fashion than Bakura and Seto had put a shirt on, the day had actually returned to (more or less) normal. Ryou was in his room, stabbing a pillow with one of the new knives in one hand and reading a book balanced on the laptop with the other. Yami decided not to mention the absence of Raven's present as he poked his head in Ryou's room.
"Yes Yami?"
"What are you doing?"
"Multitasking, trying to use each present at the same time."
"Don't do that. You'll end up stabbing the book with the knife and throwing the laptop on the pillow."
Ryou frowned. "Yes, that would be a problem, wouldn't it?"
Yami nodded gravely and handed Ryou the omelet. "Wow thanks! .Bakura didn't burn up the stove."
"No, only the handle of the pan he was trying to cook in. I was actually pretty impressed he didn't burn the house down."
"Thank you," Bakura said modestly from the doorway.
"You can sit down," Ryou suggested. "You make me feel all short."
Yami and Bakura sat on the floor.
"Is this a little family get-together," Seto asked, appearing in the hallway outside, "Or is it something else?"
Bakura gazed steadily at the grinning Seto. "Someday someone will cut your unwholesomely clever tongue out, Seto. And I would gladly be the one to do it."
Seto shrugged, sitting down on the floor with his ever-present bottle of coke.
"Do you drink that vile stuff 24/7," Yami asked curiously, "Or is it a random desire for carbonated sugar water?"
"I never do anything randomly." Seto sniffed.
"Seto," Ryou asked through his omelet, "what do you have in your room?"
"Oh, nothing much. A color photocopier, a color printer, a scanner, six computers, and a few other little trinkets."
"Do you have room for a bed?" Bakura inquired.
"No, I have a sleeping bag in a hammock above the machines."
"Creative," Yami remarked. ".Ryou, do you really have a picture of Raven hanging over your bed?"
"Um," Ryou said with an uncomfortable cough.
"Yes, he does, see?" Seto said gleefully, pointing to Ryou's bed. Sure enough, there was a picture of Raven taped to the wall above Ryou's pillow. "And look there!" Seto added, pointing toward the dresser. Another picture of Raven stood on the dresser in a pink frame with little hearts.
"Seto," Yami said, "Did you snoop in here?"
"Actually, no. The one on the dresser I just noticed and you have that picture saved on our communal computer downstairs, which my computer is hooked up to so I can access all the files," Seto said smugly.
"So," Ryou said, "The next holiday's Christmas. Now, we are getting a fake tree, and I guess Yami will cook. Yami, could you make those chocolate orange brownies for us?"
"Us? Who is this 'us'?" Yami inquired mildly.
"Well, I figured Raven could come over for Christmas too."
"If you say a single word I swear I will rip your tongue out," Bakura added cheerfully to Seto.
" Just don't invite him for National Tomb Raider Day."
"Actually, I was thinking."
"Actually," Seto said quickly, "Why don't you ask him to come?"
"OK!"
Bakura gave Seto a suspicious look.
"So, Christmas," Yami interrupted.
The four of them began to make evil, very Yami plans.
~*~
It took me a while to get this chapter up.and then fanfiction was down, but now it's finally here!! Just a warning for everyone - this will probably become a Fushigi Yuugi crossover. Raven is copyright my sister, The Golden Dragon. You might say the price for "renting" him for this fic was that I would write slash. Happy (belated) New Year!
The morning after was a Sunday. Bakura, feeling independent, decided to try to make eggs as Yami was sleeping late.
Yami was awakened several minutes later by the fire alarm.
"Get down here you ******* Pharaoh!"
"Good morning to you, too," Yami said mildly, going down the steps.
"What's going on?" Seto leaned out over the railing. Unfortunately, the night had been very warm and he had taken off his shirt upon going to bed. Bakura and Yami were mildly shocked.
"Oh, oops," he said conversationally.
"He's gay," Bakura remarked in an undertone.
"I know."
"What were we doing? Oh, yes. I was trying to make an omelet," he said, disabling the smoke detector.
"I see. And what happened?" Yami was trying very hard to hold onto his temper.
"Well, the bacon burned up into ashes, the eggs are raw, the salsa fell into the burner, which flared up and set the wooden handle of the pan on fire."
Yami groaned. "Why me?"
*
After the damage had been repaired, Yami had started making eggs in a slightly more controlled fashion than Bakura and Seto had put a shirt on, the day had actually returned to (more or less) normal. Ryou was in his room, stabbing a pillow with one of the new knives in one hand and reading a book balanced on the laptop with the other. Yami decided not to mention the absence of Raven's present as he poked his head in Ryou's room.
"Yes Yami?"
"What are you doing?"
"Multitasking, trying to use each present at the same time."
"Don't do that. You'll end up stabbing the book with the knife and throwing the laptop on the pillow."
Ryou frowned. "Yes, that would be a problem, wouldn't it?"
Yami nodded gravely and handed Ryou the omelet. "Wow thanks! .Bakura didn't burn up the stove."
"No, only the handle of the pan he was trying to cook in. I was actually pretty impressed he didn't burn the house down."
"Thank you," Bakura said modestly from the doorway.
"You can sit down," Ryou suggested. "You make me feel all short."
Yami and Bakura sat on the floor.
"Is this a little family get-together," Seto asked, appearing in the hallway outside, "Or is it something else?"
Bakura gazed steadily at the grinning Seto. "Someday someone will cut your unwholesomely clever tongue out, Seto. And I would gladly be the one to do it."
Seto shrugged, sitting down on the floor with his ever-present bottle of coke.
"Do you drink that vile stuff 24/7," Yami asked curiously, "Or is it a random desire for carbonated sugar water?"
"I never do anything randomly." Seto sniffed.
"Seto," Ryou asked through his omelet, "what do you have in your room?"
"Oh, nothing much. A color photocopier, a color printer, a scanner, six computers, and a few other little trinkets."
"Do you have room for a bed?" Bakura inquired.
"No, I have a sleeping bag in a hammock above the machines."
"Creative," Yami remarked. ".Ryou, do you really have a picture of Raven hanging over your bed?"
"Um," Ryou said with an uncomfortable cough.
"Yes, he does, see?" Seto said gleefully, pointing to Ryou's bed. Sure enough, there was a picture of Raven taped to the wall above Ryou's pillow. "And look there!" Seto added, pointing toward the dresser. Another picture of Raven stood on the dresser in a pink frame with little hearts.
"Seto," Yami said, "Did you snoop in here?"
"Actually, no. The one on the dresser I just noticed and you have that picture saved on our communal computer downstairs, which my computer is hooked up to so I can access all the files," Seto said smugly.
"So," Ryou said, "The next holiday's Christmas. Now, we are getting a fake tree, and I guess Yami will cook. Yami, could you make those chocolate orange brownies for us?"
"Us? Who is this 'us'?" Yami inquired mildly.
"Well, I figured Raven could come over for Christmas too."
"If you say a single word I swear I will rip your tongue out," Bakura added cheerfully to Seto.
" Just don't invite him for National Tomb Raider Day."
"Actually, I was thinking."
"Actually," Seto said quickly, "Why don't you ask him to come?"
"OK!"
Bakura gave Seto a suspicious look.
"So, Christmas," Yami interrupted.
The four of them began to make evil, very Yami plans.
~*~
It took me a while to get this chapter up.and then fanfiction was down, but now it's finally here!! Just a warning for everyone - this will probably become a Fushigi Yuugi crossover. Raven is copyright my sister, The Golden Dragon. You might say the price for "renting" him for this fic was that I would write slash. Happy (belated) New Year!