Day 22 and here we are the next drabble. The idea for it comes from a suggestion from my beta.
Prompt: Mad
Pairing: Wishfulshipping
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Iris sat at one of the unset restaurant tables in the Striaton Gym, trying to complete a word puzzle. Cress was busy setting the other tables for some big event the three leaders were hosting later that evening, while Chili and Cilan prepared food in the kitchen. She had offered to help but the brothers were adamant about her staying out of the preparations with her being a guest and all. Not being all that comfortable with that idea she had finally convinced them to let her be a waitress during the event.
There was then a sudden commotion from the kitchen and a cry of "Chili!"
Sighing Cress went into the kitchen to see what happened with Iris tagging along. They found Chili standing with his hand behind his back and a nervous smile on his face, while Cilan was fuming and glaring at the youngest triplet. A pot of black steaming…something was in the middle of them on the stove.
"What did he do?" Cress asked.
"Nothing!" Was the immediate reply from the redhead.
Cilan sighed heavily and began to run the temples of his head, he didn't usually lose his temper but Chili always managed to set it off, "I told you to watch the soup while I started on the entries. Not to add more spice and turn the temperature up."
"I thought it'd be better with more spice to it and that if was cooked faster we could use the stove for more dishes. Sorry." Cress and Cilan sighed at the explanation, they had heard variations of it since they began cooking.
"Chili, this soup was meant to be done slowly to let the seasonings in it blend and marry into the taste and aroma that it's famous for!"
As the brothers continued to argue, Iris found herself biting her lip and unable to look away from Cilan for some reason.
"Alright, come with me." Cress then grabbed the redhead and took toward the door, "You can help me in the dining room. You handle the food until we're done, can't you Cilan?"
"Yes." The green haired leader sighed, while he took the steaming pot of ruined soup off the stove to throw it out.
Once the other two brothers were gone Iris walked over and hugged Cilan from behind.
"You ok?"
"Yes, I just wish Chili would stop making this mistake. I can't tell you how many pots we've lost."
Iris couldn't help but giggle, "Is the soup easy to restart? Or do you need help?"
Cilan rinsed out the pot, "It's an easy recipe, so yes it is. And being our guest you are not to help until surface time. That was our deal."
The dragon master rolled her eyes, "Fine." She then giggled again, "Hey Cilan?"
"Hmm?"
"Just thought you'd like to know you're cute when you're mad."
Iris laughed out loud as the connoisseurs cheeks flushed red.
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Even though I do see all three brothers as very good chefs, Chili always seems like the one to burn something. Hope you all enjoyed and I own nothing.
