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Teaching Each Other How To Do Something…
Dating Jason was a learning experience, always.
He taught her so many things, pushed her boundaries, and was endlessly curious. Which was good for her, because while she was curious she was not always brave enough or bold enough to pursue her curiosity. Jason was.
So far, he'd taught her how to dance, something Bruce and Alfred had drilled into him when he'd been adopted. He'd taught her how to take apart a bomb (very useful to know in their line of work). And he'd taught her more than her basic self-defense. She knew she'd taught him Azarathian, he spoke and read it now, and would even swear in it, which was amusing because until he'd been curious she hadn't realized how much she'd missed her home language. She's also taught him about the Lazarus Pit, and how to center himself. And she'd taught him about tea.
Oh, they'd learned a lot together.
However today was one of the days Raven was regretting Jason's love of introducing her to new things as she reluctantly stood beside him as he pulled out bowls.
"I don't cook," she reminded him.
"I know," he answered.
"And your intentions are what?" Raven asked as he got up and started looking through the fridge.
"Well, I cook," he pointed out.
"We know this."
"You don't."
"Yes."
"And I'm not always coming home just because you want waffles," he said.
"That was one time," she argued. It'd been a really bad month that time and she'd called Jason for waffles.
"Yes, but I was in Germany, you were in San Francisco, I thought you were dying with your wining," he stated.
"I wasn't though and I didn't mean to give you that impression," Raven said as she took the milk and eggs as she put them on the counter.
"Rae, I adore you, but aside from me, your teammates will die from your cooking," Jason said.
"I stick to toast," she muttered.
"Mmm, you're learning how to make waffles, if only to ensure that I don't get a call like that again."
"This is a bad idea. I cannot cook," she reminded him.
"You tried once," he said. "And you were following Star's recipe which is never to be done unless you have a cast iron stomach."
"Is that why they live at the Manor?" Raven asked dryly.
"Partially, and partially because Al worries that they'll die of sugar overdose or food poisoning," Jason reminded her with a smile.
"I could just eat at Cy's, he cooks," she offered.
"Rae, no, it's just waffles and it's not that hard, nothing will explode or taste like Kori's cooking," he assured her.
"I don't think this is wise."
"We even have the cheat, bisquick, not that hard," he assured her as he continued pulling things down and she set it on the island. Why ever he was doing this to her she didn't know, and she was sure it was some evil plan of his.
She'd set fire to the place or worse, and she didn't want to even think about the hospital bill for when she accidentally gave him food poisoning! This was a very bad idea.
"This is not a good idea."
"Trust me," he ordered. She did but she didn't trust his vain and stupid faith in her learning how to cook. Even Cy had stated she was hopeless, and she was good with takeout and microwave dinners when Jason wasn't home.
"Alright, we have everything," he said.
"I see that," she muttered looking at the vanilla and wondering why it did not taste as good as it smelled.
"Good, let's get to work," he declared as he handed her the yellow box of bisquick and the measuring cup. "Just follow the directions," he smiled.
"What!? Jason!" she shrieked as he left her and she frowned as she started reading over the box.
2 cups of bisquick, a cup of milk, two eggs, done.
"Good," he grinned. "Now, a bit of this."
He grabbed the vanilla she lunged for him when he just poured it in without measuring.
"Jason!"
"A little of this!" he grinned as he pulled out the sugar! Raven flew for it trying to get it from his. He scooped in two large spoonful's of it.
"Add some butter," he said as he put it in a smaller bowl and put it in the microwave.
"What Are You Doing! The Box Didn't Ask For This!" she shrieked when he poured a bit of maple syrup in it.
"I know, this makes it taste better," he assured her as he grabbed the brown sugar.
"Enough sugar Jason!" she was trying to grab it but he was holding her back, she used her magic then to pull the brown sugar away from him but he dumped a hefty spoonful into the batter.
"Butter's done!" he grabbed it as he poured it in.
"But the recipe!" she tried to grab the cinnamon he snatched up away from him, but he wrapped her up in a firm set of arms.
"Trust me little bird," he grinned.
"You Said Follow The Recipe!" she struggled.
"True, but sometimes you gotta improvise," he assured her as he poured in cinnamon in.
"But!" she protested as she squirmed against him.
"Now all we need is lemon juice!"
"What!? No!" she gasped in horror and he grabbed it from the fridge before she could stop him and poured a fair amount in. she cringed.
"Come on Rae, you need to learn to cook!" he pulled her to him and handed her a hand mixer as he plugged it in.
She gasped when he turned it on as she grabbed the bowl.
"You got it," he smiled as he kissed her temple and then pulled out the waffle iron.
"This is going to turn out horribly," she muttered.
"Have a little faith," he persisted.
"Follow the recipe, he says, then he doesn't, it's going to explode probably," she muttered as she did the mixing, until the batter was consistent. Jason sprayed the iron over with some Pam and then handed her a spoon.
"It'll taste great," he assured her as she spooned the batter onto the hot iron.
"How long?" she asked.
"Until gold!" he said as he pulled out plates and she frowned. That wasn't a time.
He poured syrup into a mug and heated it up in the microwave before he pulled the silverware.
"See, now," he opened the iron and she carefully used her magic to lift it before Jason sprayed the iron over again and put on more batter. Raven buttered her waffle as she sat at the island and she used her powers to pull the syrup from the microwave as she hesitantly started eating.
"Not bad," he grinned.
"They taste like yours," she smiled a bit.
"They are mine, except the bisquick, I don't use that," he huffed.
"Hmm," she hummed.
"Did you learn anything new little bird?" he asked as he served up his waffle.
"You don't follow the recipe," she muttered.
"Think you can cook?"
She shook her head.
"We'll do this again," he assured her.
"No, you cook," she decided as she continued eating the waffle, savoring it's tasty goodness.
"Nice try little bird, we'll do this again."
"You cook," she repeated.
"That's cheating," he muttered.
"I'm only with you for the food," she smiled.
"That's good, cause I'm only here for the sex," he grinned devilishly and she felt herself blush against her will.
"Fair trade," she grumbled.
"I thought so too," he said as he sat with her and gave her a glass of milk. She nodded her thanks as she sipped it.
"Tomorrow we should make cookies, I know Al's secret recipe," he smiled.
"One thing at a time, and is this recipe written down by chance?"
"I got all the recipes right up here," he tapped his temple.
"You should write them down," she muttered.
"What? Don't trust me?" he asked as he took a massive bite of waffles then.
"Did you see how much sugar you used!?"
"Not enough."
"I leave the cooking to you," she decided.
"You're going to have to learn eventually. What will you do when we break up and I don't cook for you?"
"We're never breaking up," she stated absently. She missed the way he stiffened and the massive grin which split his lips as she focused on her waffles.
"You're sure about that?"
"Yes, you like sex with an empath and I like your food," she stated.
"Ah yes, the basics of this relationship," he laughed.
"And books!" she reminded him.
"And the books, we're set."
"Yes," she agreed.
"Well, looks like we're learning new things every day," he mused.
"Yup, I can't cook, you can, you're stuck with me now," she smiled and he just looked like he was thinking that over.
"I can learn to live with that," he smiled.
"Good, more please," she held her plate out.
"I just taught you how to make them, get it yourself I'm eating!"
She chuckled as she got up to make more.
That's all for now folks!
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