[EN] Experiments of a culinary nature, Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell, Jonathan/Arabella
Title: Experiments of a culinary nature
Fandom: Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell
Characters: Jonathan/Arabella
Words: 124
Rating: G
Disclaimer: From the works of Susanna Clarke, may her name be praised for ten thousand years, etc, etc.
Notes: For eponymous_rose, who asked for "cooking dinner" in the aforementioned household chores meme. (Come ask for stuff! There's still plenty of room for everyone! :D)
My first shot at this fandom, eep.
When Arabella entered the kitchen, smoke was rising from the elderly stove, an occurence that would not have been so alarming, had the smoke not been a bright green.
"What on Earth is happening?" Arabella exclaimed.
"Um," Jonathan answered.
"Well?"
"Well, I am... cooking our supper, I believe."
"This supper of ours must be quite peculiar for it to emit such a smoke, must it not?"
"Well."
Arabella smiled.
"I must admit I am curious to see what sort of a meal magic could produce."
And with that, she turned away and back up the stairs.
The food Jonathan eventually produced, several hours later, was so interesting that she almost forgave him for the indelible green stains that now adorned their kitchen's ceiling.
Fandom: Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell
Characters: Jonathan/Arabella
Words: 124
Rating: G
Disclaimer: From the works of Susanna Clarke, may her name be praised for ten thousand years, etc, etc.
Notes: For eponymous_rose, who asked for "cooking dinner" in the aforementioned household chores meme. (Come ask for stuff! There's still plenty of room for everyone! :D)
My first shot at this fandom, eep.
When Arabella entered the kitchen, smoke was rising from the elderly stove, an occurence that would not have been so alarming, had the smoke not been a bright green.
"What on Earth is happening?" Arabella exclaimed.
"Um," Jonathan answered.
"Well?"
"Well, I am... cooking our supper, I believe."
"This supper of ours must be quite peculiar for it to emit such a smoke, must it not?"
"Well."
Arabella smiled.
"I must admit I am curious to see what sort of a meal magic could produce."
And with that, she turned away and back up the stairs.
The food Jonathan eventually produced, several hours later, was so interesting that she almost forgave him for the indelible green stains that now adorned their kitchen's ceiling.