I punched Maureen in the arm once we got out of the store, but she kissed me and laughed it off. Once we were home with all the groceries put away, Maureen and I though it would be fun to try to cook dinner for our lovely counter parts, so we got out all the things we thought me may need, and set to work doing what ever we though looked good.

Maureen was in charge of the main dish, so she got out the chicken and cut off all the parts that looked gross, and threw it in a pan to cook. Well, she ended up burning it, and trying to cover up the black parts with other things. So for the main dish we had burnt chicken with marshmallow sauce and peanut butter.

I had to make a side dish, but I guess I had a bit more heritage experience and made rice with peppers and corn in it. It looked gross, but at least it smelt ok.

When it came time for dessert, we decided to work together, just for the fun of it. We grabbed a bowl and put cut up strawberries and pound cake, cool whip, and a packet of blue raspberry cool aid in it. The cool aid was Maureen's idea, and I take no responsibility for the vomit color it turned out to be.

Much to Maureen's protest, we cleaned up the entire kitchen and set the table before Collins and Joanne got back. We greeted them and kissed them, before Maureen started jumping up and down. "We made you guys' dinner!" Her face went from excited to stern. "And you better eat it and like it!" Collins exchanged a worried look with Joanne, but I took his hand and lead him into the dining room, with Joanne following behind. "See!"

Joanne slowly raised a hand to her mouth as she looked at the food, and Collins looked behind him, as if to see if there was anyway out, but Maureen pushed them both into chairs. "Eat!"

They very slowly took food into their plates and cut it into very small pieces. We watched them expectantly, until we heard the burnt chicken crunch in their mouths. I could see the forcefulness of the 'mmms' but Maureen didn't seem to notice. She clapped and looked at me. "See? They like it! And you didn't think they would. But it gets better! We made dessert too!"

She left into the kitchen and Joanne took that moment to look at me desperately. "Are you two kidding? Is this some kind of sick joke?"

On cue, Maureen came out of the kitchen with our shortcake concoction. Collins looked at me with daggers in his eyes. "Sorry, but I draw the line at purple fruit dishes."

"I'm not eating it either."

Maureen, who we all know will not take no for an answer, sat on Joanne's lap and kissed her. "Pookie? If you try it, Angel and I will by pizza." Joanne looked at the concoction with hatred, but very slowly took a bite, and forced her self to swallow.

Maureen smiled and kissed her again, but pulled away and stuck out her tongue. "Eww. Angel, that tastes gross."

"Don't blame me! The cool aid was your idea. It would have been very tasty strawberry shortcake if you didn't add the blue stuff to it!"

Maureen whipped her tongue with a napkin before taking the concoction and throwing it in the trash. "See? I made it all better!"

"Maureen, that needed to be thrown out, I'll give you that, but why would you purposely destroy good food and waste money?"

"Cause that's what I've been doing all day." She looked at me and burst out laughing. I followed suit.

Collins eyed me suspiciously. "What do you two do today?"

I could just feel the laughter fade from my face, but Maureen continued, toning it down only to a giggle. "Well, Maureen kind of bought protection thingies for the cashier at the super market to teach him a lesson."

Joanne stood up and set her hands calmly on the table. "Maureen, why would you do that?"

Maureen placed her hands on her hips defensively. "Because he was being rude to me and Angel!"

"Being rude how exactly?"

Maureen threw up her arms. "How do you think!"

"Well Maureen, you do tend to be an invitation."

"An invitation to what exactly?"

"To either harass you, or to bang you."

I very quickly grabbed Collins hand and pulled him from the room, closing the door behind us. I hated it when they went at it, and the less of it I had to hear, the better. I slumped against the door and looked at the floor. Collins laughed and sat on the arm of the couch, holding up his hand to me. "How long do you think this one will go?"

I placed my hand in his and he pulled me into his lap, one leg on each side of him. "No clue. Forever? Thirty seconds?" I pulled my arms up around his neck and kissed him softly before laying my head on his shoulder. "Are we gonna start fighting?"

He placed his hands softly on my hips and pulled me in closer to him, his warm arms threatening never to let go. "I don't think so, but if we ever do, we work through it, simple as that."

We had begun to kiss, when a loud bang came from the dining room. I jumped, but Collins caught me before I fell on the floor. I sighed and stood up, walking to check on Maureen and Joanne. I opened the door just a bit, not even far enough to poke my head through, just my eyes. Maureen was sitting the table topless with her legs wrapped around Joanne's waist. They were playing tonsil tennis, so I quickly shut the door, grabbed Collins and ran out of the house. "So, pizza?"