Well, since I finished Raven, I've been thinking - what if I made a few oneshots/drabbles about Danny and friends adjusting to normal life after such a long...eventful journey. And the amusement that would come with Danny not having had any contact with the outside world until he was fourteen.

Also this is sort of based on actual events.

Readers: in order to get this, you would probably have to read Raven first. Duh.

Also, I'm thinking of putting All That Jazz up for adoption since I'm unlikely to finish it any time soon.

-Phanny

Blue eyes stared at the contraption before them, scanning it and calculating possible weaknesses in its design. It had a metallic sheen to it, but not like the malicious gleam of objects in his past that he'd rather not remember. It was simple, shiny, and he knew its function was benign and average.

But Danny couldn't stand this microwave.

Sam and Tucker were worried about him. Danny had been denied many things in his childhood - a family, friends, and knowledge of modern technology other than that which would serve to harm him. Ever since the winged boy and his friends had moved in with his parents and sister, he had shied away from anything he was unfamiliar with. Nobody could blame him.

Today, though, Danny was determined to cook his own meal without any help. Not from his parents, not from his sister, not from his best friend, and not from his girlfriend. No, this was Danny's day.

"Remove covering and heat for three and a half minutes," Danny muttered to himself, reading the package of instant noodles he had retrieved from the pantry, "easy enough."

Danny put the package into the microwave and put in three-zero-zero, and then pressed start. A small hum came from the machine, and Danny walked away, feeling a accomplished.

He encountered Sam on his way out of the kitchen, and she looked proud of him. However, after a moment, she wrinkled her nose as an acrid smell spread through the air.

"You didn't put water in it, did you?"

Danny's eyes widened, and he realized that the awful smell was smoke coming from his would-be dinner.

"Oh no…" His wings spread out in surprise as a fire alarm went off, and he grimaced at his failure.

Danny was not allowed to touch any appliance in the Fenton household ever again, but his mother encouraged him slightly - after all, it didn't explode.

…Unlike the blender, and how he managed to make that happen was an event that still had everyone confused.

...how do you make a blender explode.