Thirty Second Gundam Wing
Kiss the Cook:
"What is it?"
"I'm not sure."
"Then I'm not eating it."
"You have to."
"Because, Quatre tried very hard."
"I know that you do," Heero growled and gave Duo's plate a nudge. "Think of it as a mission."
"I've never had a mission that looked slimy, green, and burnt on the edges," Duo whispered back in disgust. "And what the hell are those brown things?"
"Crispy Onions... I think."
"They're limp, like worms."
"Duo... hold your nose... and eat the damned thing. You'll hurt his feeling."
"He's a goddam ex gundam pilot, Heero."
"Who can get his feelings hurt. Eat... It... Now."
"I don't see you eating yours."
"Because, I'm too busy wondering why you're acting like a three year old."
"Yeah, riiiight," Duo retorted sacrcastically. "You take a big mouthful, flyboy, and I'll eat mine."
Heero grimaced, glared at his plate, and then slowly, with a wince, put a forkful into his mouth. "It tastes fine," he announced, looking surprised.
"You lie like shit," Duo snarled.
"Both of you are being stupid," Trowa told them in exasperation. He put his plate on the floor and called in a low voice, "Come here ,Puffy! Dinner time."
A fuzzy pomeranian came out of a back room, collar tinkling with a litle bell and small nails click, clicking on the expensive marble tile. It dived into the plate of food and finished in record time. Heero and Duo quickly fed the little dog theirs as well.
When Quatre came back into the room, looking flustered, he apologized, "I'm very sorry. I'm not sure why the oven was smoking like that. I finally had to call Abdul." He looked disappointed as he wiped his hands on a towel. "I really wanted to do this all on my own."
"You did cook the meal, love," Trowa assured him. "And it was delicious... wasn't it, Heero... Duo?"
"Yeah, it was great!" Duo said with enthusiasm.
"Very nice," Heero chimed in.
Quatre smiled with pleasure. "Thank you. I'm so glad that you enjoyed it. I'll get all of you seconds, then I'll serve desert... though I'm not certain why the pie is so off color..."
Heero and Duo shot angry looks at Trowa as Trowa replied, "We would all love seconds, Quatre, and I'm sure that desert will be delicious."
Quatre smiled again. "All right then. I'll be just a moment.... Trowa? Is something wrong with Puffy? He doesn't look well..."