Dinner for Two

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

Character(s): Pinkie and Champloo
Location: Champloo's kitchen in the subbasement
Rating: PG at worst.
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: Champloo has invited Pinkie Pie to dinner.



Perhaps the most interesting change to the massive basement kitchen was the temperature. Champloo had actually let the giant cauldron cool -- it wasn't going to waste, since he actually intended to prepare enough gazpacho to feed the entire school later -- and so no longer was kitchen hellishly hot. Beyond that, little else was different save for the desks being pushed aside and replaced with a table set with nice but certainly not fancy flatware, and the dishes midway through preparation in the particularly large over and several countertip stove burners Champloo reserved for his personal use.

Comments

[laughafterme]

Without just shoving it into his mouth, Pinkie was careful to simply slide the piece of pie in. No stabbings this time!

"How is it?!"

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

Ha! Champloo would have proved surprisingly resilient! ...but was glad he didn't have to.

He leaned back, chewed thoughtfully, then let the flavor roll around his mouth for a moment. Finally, having assessed it with the thoroughness and reverence the offering demanded, he swallowed.

"It exceeds my expectations! And I had very high expectations!"

[laughafterme]

Pinkie gave a gasp and leaned forward more, which is pretty close since she wasn't sitting just yet.

"HOW HIGH?! TELL MEEEE! HIGH ENOUGH TO TOUCH THE SKY?!"

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

"We are indoors, but the ceiling certainly is in danger!" he countered with a grin.

[laughafterme]

Of course she looked up with wide blue eyes in amazement.

"Woooooowwwww....." That was so deep. So deep. Pinkie returned to her seat, still looking up. She didn't tip or anything.

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

"It would be unkind of me to actually smash the ceiling, though," he added as he took another bite of pie.

[laughafterme]

"Not to mention it would cut into our salary!" And she needed that money for candy and fun things like party supplies! Pinkie finally ate her own slice, humming at the great job she did. She even took a moment to pat herself on the back!

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

Deservedly, in Champloo's mind. "This idea of dinner was, if I may season my own cooking, magnificent! Would you care to make a regular occasion of it?"

[laughafterme]

Pinkie blinked and tapped the fork against her lip, thinking for a long while.

"SURE!" She burst into a grin. "We could even take turns making the dinner and dessert!"

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

Why did she have to think about it so long...? He actually found himself worrying just a second before she finally spoke.

But, passing that off, he smiled again. "An excellent idea! Of course, my kitchen is always open to you, but I do not mind switching venues either."

[laughafterme]

That was why. To make him worry!

"...is there usually more light in here?" Because this kitchen was pretty darn dark to her mind!

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

He pointed to the giant cauldron. "Normally, I have a great fire burning to keep the contents heated. However, I feared that would be too hot for casual dining. Heat does not bother me, but I preferred you to be comfortable."

[laughafterme]

"Ha Ha! Yeah! I forgot that it could get pretty hot down here!" She remembered the one time she visited and her curls got curlier!

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

"Other light would be easy to obtain, however. For our dinners, your comfort is my priority!"

[laughafterme]

"Awwww! That's really nice of you, Chammy! Thanks! I promise not to poke you with a fork too badly!"

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

"You would be surprised how much strength you would need to actually cause me harm, Pinkie. You forget I am a demon!" He casually picked up his own fork, then stabbed it at his open palm. The tines hit the open skin... and failed to penetrate. Champloo didn't even flinch.

[laughafterme]

Pinkie just freaked when he did that, and then remembered that yes, he was a demon. She did furrow her eyebrows together with a frown.

"DON'T DO THAT!!" Holy Moly that was scary!

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

"Hyahya, I am flattered that you forget so easily! Humans and demons are very alike, after all. A finely-wrapped burrito is tasty whether the tortilla is corn or wheat, boom!"

[laughafterme]

"...GREAT IDEA! Lets have burritos next time!" Random thought was random.

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

Champloo ignored the fact that, if one was using his metaphor, she had just proposed something terribly dirty, because there was no way in the Netherworld she'd even come close to conceiving of that. "An excellent idea! Shall we each prepare a filling?"

[laughafterme]

asdfghjkl xD

"Well, if we're making it together, then sure!" She'd rather make it together with different fillings than separately.

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

"Cooking together as well as eating together?" Champloo slapped the table in delight. "That is perfect! An excellent idea!"

[laughafterme]

"WOOOHOOO!" Pinkie gave a mighty fist pump at the approval! "When's the next dinner date?!"

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

"Do your classes allow you leisure? I have fewer students, so I am at your disposal, boom!"

[laughafterme]

"Uh...sure?" Like she knew. All work and no play makes Jack...erm...Pinkie crazy.