A/N: I'm sorry, my add is late again. I swear I have a good reason. I have been feeling really icky lately, and have barely been out of bed or off the couch. It sucks, but I'm doing my best to get adds in for you.

Theme: Potato Salad Theme Supplier: Brookii

Disclaimer: Don't we all know that I don't own Vampire Knight by now? Because I don't. I never have or will, and I will never make profit off these fanfictions.

It had been a really long day; things had been burned, there had been food fights, things had been dropped, and there was food – raw, cooked and burnt in varying degrees – everywhere.

In short, the night class was wondering why they had signed up for a home economics class.

The boys hadn't been brave enough to join in, so Rima, Seiren, and Ruka were all stuck on their own, burning and dropping and breaking things. It was all a state of ungraceful movements, of vampires that didn't know what to do in the kitchen.

Ruka had lit an entire peach pie on fire, and had required a fire extinguisher.

Seiren had dropped, and then slipped in, several eggs.

Rima had the most luck so far, managing to make potato salad without hurting anyone or otherwise maiming the kitchen.

"Rima, you seem to be having some luck!" Kaien Cross chirped as the smoke alarm went off for at least the twelfth time.

Rima was removing a batch of only slightly burnt cookies from the oven, and she looked at the headmaster and nodded.

Then the timer, the one that they had all been waiting for because it signaled class ending, went off, and Akatsuki and Senri crept in. Seiren was trying to drift off to a corner while wiping egg yolk off her bare leg under her skirt and Ruka had fixed Akatsuki with a third degree glare, despite that he was innocent of everything.

"Any luck?" Senri asked as Rima stood by her tray of cookies on potholders and bowl of potato salad and gave her boyfriend a bored look.

"You tell me." Rima got a forkful of potato salad and slipped it into Senri's mouth.

Senri swallowed, but he looked pained as he did so. "Maybe next time." He sighed.

Rima laughed, and pulled him down to kiss him. They stood there, kissing, while the smoke alarm went off again. While Kaien hurried to turn it off and slipped in raw eggs. While Ruka crumbled to being near tears as she fumbled with the knobs on the stove and Akatsuki finally did it for her. While Kaname and Yuki watched from just outside the kitchen, silent and smiling.

And Senri knew one thing. Rima's kisses were much better than her cooking.

And maybe that from now on they would stick to pocky.

A/N: Ugh, I didn't get a last line title tie in. Sorry. Anyway, I hope you liked it, and I am going to go add to Fireplace on a different theme and then come back here with that theme. What did you think? Especially you, Brookii, please tell me what you thought!