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Chapter 2
Macaroni

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"Hm...I think we could have some lunch. Let's see what we've got..." he led B to the kitchen (it was a suite) and opened the refridgerator door, "..." he shut the door again and went to the cabinet, opening it, "There doesn't seem to be any premade food." he announced. "The only thing in the cabinet is this," and with that, he pulled out a box of macaroni and cheese.

"Is that it?" B asked glumly, and crossed his arms over his stomach. "No cookies?" He'd half-expected for there to be some sort of sweet, and was a bit disappointed. Continuing with the questions, he looked up at L. "Do you even know how to cook?" Glancing at the box, he frowned. "'Cause I can't. I'm only ten."

"No, there doesn't appear to be cookies of any sort...I usually have Watari bring me food..." he picked up the box and read the directions quickly, "This doesn't seem too difficult...I'm sure that I could do it...would you like to help?"

"Okay." B was hungry enough to help cook. "I'm usually not allowed near stoves," he said nonchalantly, smiling. "So this will be my first time cooking!" He walked over to the stove, and ran his hand over the top. "This part gets hot, I think," he mumbled to himself, and stared curiously at all the buttons. He was definitely learning a lot today.

"Alright. So...it says to fill up a small pot with water and place it on the stove to boil. We can do that." he searched the small kitchen for about five minutes before finding a pot and filling it with water. He placed it on the stove, then put his hands on his hips. They waited for another five minutes before L looked in the pot, "The water doesn't seem to be boiling."

B, standing on his tiptoes, tries to see. "Umm.. I don't think so either," he said. "Maybe we have to push one of those buttons.." He pointed at the various knobs and timers on the stove. The machine seemed like some kind of magical robot to him; it had all sorts of features, none of which he understood. "Is there a manual or something we could look at?" Glancing around the kitchen, he sighed softly. "I hope we don't starve to death.."

"Nonsense, we can do this. We're both smart lads...I mean, look! It's the Great Genius Detective L and his sucessor! We can do anything we put our minds to!" he ruffled B's hair with a smile, "Now...these knobs." he bent down into his normal sitting position, looking at the knobs on the stove, "It seems that this was once a percentage symbol," he said, indicating the 'degrees' circle, "It must've been scratched off. So if we're going by percentages, we should probably turn it to 100, because we want it to be 100 cooked, correct?" (Luckily for L, 100 degrees centigrade was exactly what temperature water boiled at!)

B grinned. "Okay!" he yelled with a change of spirit, and nodded as L explained the symbolism of the stove. "That must be it," he agreed, still smiling. He read over the stove's buttons. "It must be old," he said, "because there are a lot of things scratched off.." He glanced from the knob to L, and gave him a thumbs-up. "I believe in you, L!"

"I believe in me as well, Backup..." he reached down and carefully turned the knob to exactly 100, watching the flames spring to life under the burner (it was a gas stove). "Alright, so...after the water boils, we...put the macaroni into the pot, stirring it continually so it doesn't stick to the bottom, it says."

"Five minutes is a long time, though.." B stared at the oven as if that would make it cook faster, but after a moment decided that it was illogical and staring would not speed things up.

"Uhh.. is this your first time cooking, too?" he asked; L had about as much knowledge about the stove as he did, so he'd probably never cooked anything either.

L nodded, "Yes, it is...I asked Watari if I could bake a cake at one time, but he wouldn't allow me near the stove, either..." Once the water started bubbling and popping he opened the box, "Would you like to pour the noodles in?" he asked, offering the box to the boy.

"Yes!" B smiled, taking the box, and poured them sloppily into the pot. Helping made him feel needed, which made him happy. "I like cooking," he said gleefully, "but you should stir.. I'd probably mess it up."...Or would L mess it up even worse? He wasn't so sure, but he knew to trust L by now.

L nodded and got out a wooden spoon, holding it in his usual fashion, stirring it carefully while reading the box, "Alright...so...get out some milk and butter, please, Backup..." he said, "And then try to find a collinder so we can get the water off of the noodles."

B opened the fridge, digging through it to find the needed supplies. He found the butter, and set it on the counter. There was a gallon of milk in the back, which he pulled out while trying not to make a mess. Pulling it out of the fridge, he was surprised by its weight and nearly dropped it. With quite a bit of effort he set it on the counter as well, and opened a few random drawers as to find a filter of some sort.

After about three minutes of stirring, L had gotten bored, and without checking to see if they were done, announced that it was time to strain them. He set the newly found strainer in the sink and carefully poured the noodles in, "Backup, find some measuring cups and put the correct amount of butter and milk in the pot, please,"

"Yessir," B said, and after retrieving the measuring cups, attempted to get the right amount. Unsure of whether or not he was right or not, he poured them into the pot anyway to meet his requirements as L's helper. Cooking with L is fun, he thought, smiling. "What should I do now?"

L brought the noodles back over and put them in the pot with the other ingredients, "Well...it says we add the chees and we're done..." he pulled out a packet of powdered cheese and opened it, looking inside, "This must be dehydrated...this is probably the future of cheese...It seems to be more of a topping than anything..." he dumped it on top of the noodles and shut the stove off, looking proud.

"..So we're done?" B asked, surprised that they just cooked something. "Do we.. eat it now?" He asked as if in disbelief, and looked up at L for approval. Was it even edible?...He wasn't sure yet, but when he ate it he would probably find out.

"I...I think so..." he replied, looking at it curiously. He took out two spoons from a drawer and grabbed the pot of "macaroni and cheese", "Let's go and eat some lunch!" and with that, he left the room, going to sit on the bed with his young protegee and eat the food they made with they're own two hands.

B followed L, and sat on the bed next to him. "I hope it's good," he said nervously, and looked down at it as if the food they made was going to jump out and suffocate them (which was an exaggeration, of course.. he knew well that only marshmallows do that). "I've never had Macaroni before." Because of that experience, he was sure that L had probably never had it, either.

"I believe that I might have once when I lived at the orphanage...it certainly did NOT look like this though..." he looked at the "food" and poked it with his spoon, "But the cook didn't know what she was doing half the time anyways. I'm sure ours is exactly how it's supposed to be!" and with that, he took a large scoop of it, making sure to get a bit of milk, butter, noodle, and futuristic cheese topping. He took the whole thing in his mouth and started chewing; after a moment, he swallowed, "It's not bad! I think we did a good job!"

B was a bit scared to eat it, especially after what L had said about the cook.. but he tried it anyway. "..It is good," he said, smiling. "Thank you, L," he mumbled shyly, as if it was the first "thank you" that he'd ever said. Of course, he knew that back at the orphanage, he wouldn't be able to touch a stove.. though it was probably for the best.

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