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Natsu was up early for a Sunday. This was his day to sleep in and laze about the apartment, watching kids' cartoons and eating cereal straight out of the box in his sweats. Why? Because Sunday was the day that Lucy went to her early morning hot yoga class.

So the fact that he was awake at 8 am was rather appalling. He figured that in her bid to silently creep out of bed like she always tried (and failed) to do, she had accidentally brushed against the curtains that normally kept their room blessedly dark until at least 10. This resulted in Natsu not only waking up in that half-aware state he always did whenever Lucy was no longer ensconced by his arms and legs. Whether it was because she had to get up for work, for yoga, or just to pee, he could never sleep through that hazy bereft feeling.

That accidental adjustment of their blackout curtain had let a beam of bright light hit him square in the eye precisely at 7:45.

It had been roughly an hour since Lucy left and he tried so very hard to go back to sleep, but it escaped him. He had hoped that if he went back to sleep, he'd wake up to Lucy crawling back into bed to cuddle. She always wanted to cuddle after yoga- a mix of the lactic acid buildup in her muscles and the peacefulness of the routines, she said. He didn't care as long as he got to hold her.

Well, since he was awake, and he was most definitely bright-eyed and bushy-tailed as Natsu could be for a Sunday at 8 am, he might as well make himself useful.

Padding into the kitchen, he opened the pantry door and took stock of the available items. Lucy normally came back around 9… maybe he should make her breakfast? He eyed the box of cocoa puffs longingly before reaching in and grabbing the glass jar of flour instead.

If he was going to make breakfast, he might as well make the best breakfast ever!

"Man, I'm all fired up..!" Natsu mumbled to no one in particular. Taking a look at the book Lucy had received from her childhood caretaker, Ms. Suppetto, he found the recipe for chocolate chip muffins. Hey, he was entitled to chocolate somehow.

Measuring out the dry ingredients wasn't that hard. He heard a buzz coming from the bedroom and went to retrieve his cell phone. Natsu's mouth twitched to the side in annoyance. The text he received wasn't from Lucy, but from Gray, calling him an asshole and inviting him and Lucy over for a movie marathon all in the same breath. Or was it same set of keystrokes?

Natsu hastily typed out an affirmative reply, walking back into the kitchen. Setting the phone aside, the oven beeped that it was ready. He looked down at the metal bowl, the heaping mound of white powder sitting patiently.

Err…. Had he already added the baking soda?

Sticking a finger into the bowl and licking it did not help at all. The baking soda and salt were the last part of the mix, so he decided to just go with his gut and put the last two ingredients in. The salt poured out faster than he was expecting and some extra slipped over the spoon and into the bowl.

"Shit!"

Humming nervously to himself, Natsu decided to just add in more chocolate chips than the recipe called for to make up for it. That was how it worked right? Besides, if it was all chocolate, who could tell? Stirring in the liquid portion that he was glad to have already completed, he divvied up the batter into the brightly colored silicon cups on the tray and stuffed them in the oven. Timer set to 11 minutes, he opened the fridge to get a glass of milk.

At 8:51 am, Natsu pulled the tray out of the oven with his red dragon printed oven mitt.

At 8:53 am, Natsu took a bite of a muffin that both smelled and looked delicious.

Just seconds after that bite, Natsu turned and spit the mushed muffin bits out into the sink.

NO amount of chocolate could cover that up.

He looked forlornly at the partially violated muffin before throwing it into the bin. Rinsing the sink out, he stared at the tray. Those beautiful aromatic muffins were making him salivate and his stomach turn all at the same time.

The clinking of a key in a lock had him peeking over the counter towards the front door as Lucy came in. Normally he wasn't awake at this hour, so she hadn't announced her return like she did after work or returning from a girl's night out. He turned back to the muffins as he heard her mat land on the living room carpet with a dull thunk. What a surprise it would be for her to see him up and about.

And speaking of surprises… Natsu's mouth spread into a Cheshire cat grin.

"What is that smell? Hmmm, ah! Natsu, what are you doing up?" Lucy stretched as she walked over to the kitchen. Setting her water bottle in the sink, she slid up to him as he leaned back against the counter. Her fingers danced up his chest to press her palm on a pectoral, just below the collar bone. "Did you make breakfast?"

Her tone had dropped in pitch just that little bit, and Natsu's suppressed smirk of mischief took on new life as a grin of pleasure. His eyes danced with mirth as he looked down at his girlfriend, her hair a little frizzy and starting to fall out of the precarious and slightly ridiculous looking bun that sat atop her head.

"Yeah, sure did. Chocolate chip muffins."

"Are they any good?" Her eyes shifted between him and the muffins, warily. Damn, something must've tipped her off.

"You can smell them, right? How could they not be good when they smell like that?" Oh, he was pushing it…

"Hmmm… did you even try it yet?" At this, he internally grinned in victory. He pointed to the empty tin.

"Yup, it was really good."

Lucy raised an eyebrow, but finally seemed to relent. She picked up one of the still warm muffins and removed the tin. Natsu grabbed the bag of chocolate chips and snuck a few in his mouth while she wasn't looking. He could still sort of taste the muffin and it was not fun. He gave her a grin as she gave him one last look; she was probably trying to figure out if this was a prank or not. Natsu gave nothing away under his simple grin, knowing that she'd find out soon enough.

Lucy took a bite. Lucy paused. Then Lucy shoved him out of the way to spit the muffin out into the sink. As she coughed and made all sorts of gagging noises, Natsu couldn't hold it in anymore, guffawing so hard he had to clutch the counter top. Her face was priceless!

"Rrrrrghh… Natsu!"

Through his tears of joy, he saw a familiar pair of socked feet pause in front of his own. Suddenly, he was jerked up by his t-shirt and his laughter cut off. His startled gasp attempted to take in much needed air he'd been missing from his giggling spree, but the only thing that entered his mouth was Lucy's tongue. The appendage moved expertly through his mouth, sweeping up the remnants of the chocolate chips he'd snacked on to rid himself of the taste of the muffins from hell.

His nostrils flared as he tried to bring in some oxygen, but Lucy was making it very difficult to concentrate on even something that should be involuntary. When she finally pulled away, he was light-headed and flushed. She still had a hold on his shirt as he looked down to see that tongue slip out to lick her lips. He must've been staring at her blankly, because she pouted a little too innocently, fluttering her lashes.

"What? I had to get that taste out of my mouth."

Much later, after they'd thrown the muffins away and had eaten cocoa puffs out of the box, watching Johnny Bravo and Katie Kaboom, she told him in no uncertain terms:

"Don't ever try to make breakfast on your own again."

Prompt: Imagine A tries to make muffins. They look and smell delicious, but A put too much baking soda and salt in them. A's sad it turns out so awful, so they decide to five it to B as a prank. B is overjoyed that A made them muffins. After eating some of a muffin, they immediately spit it out because it tastes salty and awful. A laughs at them then B immediately grabs A and kisses them to get rid of the taste of the muffins.

A/N: Ah, that was a long one considering the prompt material! Hehehe everything has to do with beds, food, and kissing with these two… Hope you enjoyed! Submit prompts if you like.

Love, zabeth

PS. About writing smut… *blushes* I don't think I can without my head spontaneously combusting. But I'll give you guys all the steamy T-rated stuff you can handle!