Surprises. With need2speed.

[dl_greenarrow]

Oliver had taken the afternoon off from Queen Industries in order to spend some time at the Metropolis Community Center. The place was filled with activity: kids doing homework at some of the tables, some playing a game of pool, and others just sitting around talking and listening to music

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[dl_greenarrow]

"Unicorn fear?" he teased, nudging her lightly with his elbow before sliding down off the counter and moving to the stove, stirring the pot of chili.

[need2speed]

"I grew out of the liking horses stage a long time ago," she replied, leaning forward to sniff the air. Already she could tell that the chili had lots of pepper in it.

[dl_greenarrow]

"Well, what about hearts and flowers?" He grinned, glancing at her over his shoulder. "All pink of course."

[need2speed]

"Do it and die," she scowled, getting up to poke him in the ribs with a finger.

[dl_greenarrow]

He laughed. "Fine, fine. No hearts and flowers. Red and yellow blankets and pillows for Mia."

[need2speed]

She smiled in satisfaction, then stole the spoon from him for a taste.

[dl_greenarrow]

He grinned. "So? What do you think?"

[need2speed]

She made a dramatic grimace and dropped the spoon back into the pot. "I think I'm going to keel over and die."

[dl_greenarrow]

He frowned at that, his eyebrows furrowing. "Really? That bad?" He dipped a spoon into the pot and took a bite, as well. It tasted fine to him.

[need2speed]

"Your taste buds must be all burnt off," she teased. "It's waaaay too hot."

[dl_greenarrow]

He smirked at her. "I don't see you running for a glass of water," he teased back. "Believe me, this is mild."

[need2speed]

"I'm not a sissy." She stuck out the burning tip of her tongue at him. "But if you feed a kid that, he's going to have heartburn all afternoon. Cut it with some tomatoes."

[dl_greenarrow]

He paused at that, considering. Then he shrugged and pulled a couple more of tomatoes out of the fridge. He set them on the counter, arching an eyebrow at her and sliding a knife over to her.

[need2speed]

She took the knife and started slicing the tomatoes up without thinking about it. It just seemed like the normal thing to do.

[dl_greenarrow]

He smiled at her, watching her for a moment and then opening the fridge again. "I don't cook here very often. Well, I haven't yet anyway. We haven't been open very long." He pulled out a gallon of milk and poured two glasses. "Any ideas on what they might like for dinners?"

[need2speed]

She shrugged and scooped a pile of chopped tomatoes into the pot. "I always just eat whatever's around. Meal planning isn't my thing. That and I haven't actually had a real, sit-down dinner since I was twelve."