two kapam drabbles for centi_50
title: karen versus the cooking class
fandom: the office
character(s)/pairing(s): pam/karen
rating: pg
word count: 100
prompt: noodle for centi_50
spoilers: none
author's note: considering the drabbles i've written for these two, i guess i've decided that pam and karen just can't cook.
summary: title says it all. it really is an epic battle.
“How does one go about burning noodles? What did the pasta ever do to you, Karen the Spaghetti Slayer?”
Karen scowls, throwing down the wooden spoon and throwing her hands up in the air.
“I don’t know! Italian food just… doesn’t like me. First the meatballs…”
“Don’t you speak Italian?”
She purses her lips, hiding a smile behind a mean glare.
“Are you suggesting that I talk to the food? Hm? Edible Whisperer?”
Pam grins, distracting her from the smoke with a kiss.
“I’d watch that.”
The pasta comes out a bit crunchy, but the red wine masks the taste.
title: city of love in miniature
fandom: the office
character(s)/pairing(s): pam/karen, dwight, angela
rating: pg13
word count: 100
prompt: petits fours for centi_50
spoilers: nothign for the show, but it's a sequel to another fic so...
author's note: sequel to seeds that make the higher ground grow and multiply for nalakaori_chan
summary: there are only two things that anyone will remember about french night years later: the petits fours and angela catching karen and pam hooking up in the stairwell.
There are only two things that anyone will remember about French night years later: the petits fours and Angela catching Karen and Pam hooking up in the stairwell.
(To be fair, the only reason why anyone remembers the former is due to Dwight’s passionate and lengthy speech about the inferiority of baby desserts and how if they really wanted to be eaten, they should grow up into real food and stop being so infantile. But this is beside the point.)
Angela blabs, of course. It’s inevitable.
So to the Dunder-Mifflin newsletter: (Cue blush.) No comment. (A cleared throat.) No, seriously.
fandom: the office
character(s)/pairing(s): pam/karen
rating: pg
word count: 100
prompt: noodle for centi_50
spoilers: none
author's note: considering the drabbles i've written for these two, i guess i've decided that pam and karen just can't cook.
summary: title says it all. it really is an epic battle.
“How does one go about burning noodles? What did the pasta ever do to you, Karen the Spaghetti Slayer?”
Karen scowls, throwing down the wooden spoon and throwing her hands up in the air.
“I don’t know! Italian food just… doesn’t like me. First the meatballs…”
“Don’t you speak Italian?”
She purses her lips, hiding a smile behind a mean glare.
“Are you suggesting that I talk to the food? Hm? Edible Whisperer?”
Pam grins, distracting her from the smoke with a kiss.
“I’d watch that.”
The pasta comes out a bit crunchy, but the red wine masks the taste.
title: city of love in miniature
fandom: the office
character(s)/pairing(s): pam/karen, dwight, angela
rating: pg13
word count: 100
prompt: petits fours for centi_50
spoilers: nothign for the show, but it's a sequel to another fic so...
author's note: sequel to seeds that make the higher ground grow and multiply for nalakaori_chan
summary: there are only two things that anyone will remember about french night years later: the petits fours and angela catching karen and pam hooking up in the stairwell.
There are only two things that anyone will remember about French night years later: the petits fours and Angela catching Karen and Pam hooking up in the stairwell.
(To be fair, the only reason why anyone remembers the former is due to Dwight’s passionate and lengthy speech about the inferiority of baby desserts and how if they really wanted to be eaten, they should grow up into real food and stop being so infantile. But this is beside the point.)
Angela blabs, of course. It’s inevitable.
So to the Dunder-Mifflin newsletter: (Cue blush.) No comment. (A cleared throat.) No, seriously.