Okay...so here's the next one. Sorry for the delay but I was hooked up to this holter monitor thingie which meant that I couldn't use anything that omitted rays or signals. :/

The damned thing was so annoying, not only did it make defibrillation harder but also left my skin raw. -.-

Anyways...I'm back. :)

Disclaimer: All credit of VA goes to Richelle Mead

Drabble: Cooking

LPOV

"Ugh, this is ridiculous!" I yelled, throwing another batch of pasta in the trash.

"No kidding. Remind me again why did I agree on pasta?" Rose groaned, hopping up onto the counter and dangling her legs freely.

Rose and I had decided to join forces and make dinner for Christian and Dimitri when they returned; we wanted to do something nice for them and considering that they always made dinner for us – mostly because Rose and I were usually busier and because they actually knew how to cook.

Rose had just gotten a call from Dimitri an hour ago saying that he and Christian would be late, though he didn't mention how late. Normally, if Christian was this late, I'd freak out and call him repeatedly but in this case, the later they are, the more time Rose and I have.

"We agreed on pasta because we expected it to be easier to make…and because you had a craving for it." I replied, scowling at her.

"Yeah, well…it's not my fault pasta tastes good. God, I'd kill for some of Dimitri's mouthwatering spaghetti right now." Rose said with so much longing you'd almost not realize she was talking about food. Dimitri often teases her that she only him because he knows how to cook; Rose, however, retaliates by saying that if that were the case, she'd marry Christian or Dimitri's mom.

I groaned, "Rose, focus! They could be home any minute and we don't have any food."

"You don't say, for a second there I thought you had a wonderful serving of pasta already prepared." She replied sarcastically. I was so not in the mood for Rose's snarky comments right now so I ended up glaring at her.

"Okay, fine. Sorry." Rose said, raising her hands in surrender.

Half an hour and another failed attempt later, Rose's phone vibrated. We had been sitting slumped against the wall, glaring at the stove when it vibrated and Rose jumped up, reaching for the phone.

"Hey Comrade!" Rose said cheerily, even though I could discern her underlying annoyance and disappointment.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Yes…Well, no. Why? What? Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait – What do you mean? No, Dimitri – Dammit!" Rose cried, scowling at the phone after her weird – to me, at least – conversation with Dimitri.

"Rose? What's wrong?" I asked her.

Her frown deepened as she replied, "I'm not sure. Dimitri just told me to drop you off at Christian's and then to come to his. I still don't understand why he isn't staying with you, though. You'd think the Queen's boy toy would get to stay in her luxury wing." She scoffed in the end.

I had to agree with her on that but for some reason the council had advised me against it, saying it would seem "scandalous that the 'young Queen' be residing in the suite with someone she isn't wedded to" I had found the whole thing slightly ridiculous and archaic, considering that Tatiana's lovers had luxury accommodations but didn't push the topic since I was the youngest monarch in Moroi history.

After changing clothes and deeming each other presentable, Rose and I left for Christian's apartment –since the rooms here at Court could hardly be called rooms. Upon arriving, I hugged Rose goodbye as he walked off towards Dimitri's residence.

The door opened on my second knock, revealing a dressed up Christian. Seriously, he'd worn slacks and a tie and everything, and boy did he look good. He kissed my cheek and led me into the room, where he'd set up the table with a nice candle-lit dinner.

When I questioned him on how he got the time to do this, he explained that He and Dimitri had spent the past hour and a half preparing everything and that the call was just a diversion. He explained that Dimitri had prepared his infamous pasta for Rose –which made me laugh – and had probably lit more candles around the place.

I snuggled close to Christian that night – we may not have moved in together but we rarely ever spent the night apart – thinking how lucky I was to have such an amazing boyfriend.

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