OTP Meme 8: Shopping.
A/N: There is a plot in this chapter that is left unresolved until much later on in this story. Don't freak out about it, okay?
"Please mother?" Kjelle's eyes currently resembled those of a puppy's (another Stahl inheritance) as she begged her mother for a wanted item.
Sully's eye twitched- there was no possible way for one to defy those eyes, something she learned firsthand from the master himself, Stahl. "If you really want it," she gave in after a few moments, making Kjelle turn into a living, breathing sunbeam.
Since the next day was going to be father's day, the two women had decided to make a grand breakfast (or as grand as breakfast could get while traveling) for Stahl. Even though it was quite easy to argue that Stahl was technically not a father, Kjelle still insisted and Sully had no choice but to agree (those damn puppy eyes would be the end of her one day, Sully just knew it.) In a town as bug as the one they were camped near, of course the duo would get distracted by several items, such as the one Kjelle was holding now.
Her daughter had gotten her hands on a hairbrush. While there were many hairbrushes amongst the duo, she insisted that this one in particular was very special (Sully was certain it had to do with something in the future.) Sully argued that they could get any other brush for a much cheaper price elsewhere, but Kjelle was very intent on getting this particular brush at this particular stall.
Alas, she was no match for puppy eyes. So she spent the entire food shopping trip wondering why Kjelle really wanted that brush in particular.
Try as they might, they were unable to get the food cooked properly. Nearly everything the duo made became a strange green concoction or somehow both overcooked and raw at once. In the end, instead of making a 'grand' breakfast, they made simple eggs and toast. Although the eggs were slightly burnt and cold whereas the toast took nine times to get minimal amount of burns, they were proud of their work.
"Happy father's day!" they exclaimed as they entered the tent, startling a still asleep Stahl.
"BY THE GODS!" he shouted as he picked up his lance and pointed it at the duo, causing Kjelle to jump back in surprise and drop the food. After a few moments of panting and awkward staring, he dropped the lance in shock. "Oh… wow," he stared at the food, probably debating if he should eat it or not.
"… So much for the food," Kjelle muttered as she began picking up the pieces of what remained both her mother's and her own most successfully cooked meal ever.
"I-I'm sorry. I should have calmed down a b-"
"No apologizing!" Sully scolded, making Stahl sigh and sit next to his fiancé and future daughter.
"On the bright side, your reaction time has improved," Kjelle laughed at her own words, and her parents couldn't help but smile.
"I guess this was your best creation," Stahl sighed "I feel so terrible about this…"
"Eh, don't worry. There's always lunch." Sully was uncertain if he was terrified or excited at the prospect of eating the concoction that his fiancé and daughter would cook up for him next.
A/N: This chapter was terrible… BAH. I should have done better… this little sleep is getting to my head.
I really need Fire Emblem Awakening ASAP. I planned all of the pairings. GEROME WAS GOING TO BE A DARK KNIGHT WITH BATMAN INSPIRED WEAPONS! *sobs*
C-could you guys review?
PLEASE. REVIEW. Your reviews make me happy and inspired!
Oh, and the hairbrush will come along much later in the story. Don't worry, unlike the producers of Transformers Prime, I hate leaving loose ends!