CoH fic: Chef Surprise
Title: Chef Surprise
Fandom: CoH/ laridian's CoH Sims
Character: Amberfyre
Genre: one shot drabble
Word count: 330
Warnings: none
Notes: Takes place sometime during mid-Outskirts era in laridian's CoH Sims canon
Clad in pajamas and carrying a bowl of freshly microwaved leftover macaroni and cheese, Amber shuffled into the darkened livingroom of her apartment. Her roommate was already there, curled up on the couch, looking half asleep, watching television. It was the middle of the night, they’d both had a pretty long day and were tired, but decompression time was important, and both Amber and her roommate found late night television an amusing diversion sometimes. It was fun to joke about and make fun of some of the strange programming they occasionally ran across.
“Whatcha watching?” Amber asked, plopping down into the large overstuffed recliner, tucking her legs under herself. Currently the television was flickering some commercial about revolutionary new bakeware that not only didn’t stick to the food, but also used sonic pulses to clean itself up afterwards.
“I was channel surfing and found some cooking show,” her roommate replied with a yawn. “I think it’s a re-air from earlier in the week. It’s not bad. But I stopped on it because the chef is a cutie.”
Amber liked cooking shows, and she certainly wasn’t going to object to one with a cute chef, so she settled herself in to eat her midnight dinner and watch.
About 30 seconds later, after the commercial ended and the show had resumed, Amber found herself sitting up straight again with surprise, her eyes widening.
Wha… he became a chef? A chef? How on earth…? After all that time spent trying to get him to eat right and searching out all his junk food hiding places and all the whining about how real food doesn’t taste as good… he becomes a chef! You have got to be kidding! The irony was just too much. Amber laughed as she leaned forward to see the show a little better, fondness shining in her eyes.
“See? Isn’t he cute?” her roommate asked.
“Oh yeah, he’s real cute,” Amber chuckled, shaking her head a bit. “The little twerp…”
Fandom: CoH/ laridian's CoH Sims
Character: Amberfyre
Genre: one shot drabble
Word count: 330
Warnings: none
Notes: Takes place sometime during mid-Outskirts era in laridian's CoH Sims canon
Clad in pajamas and carrying a bowl of freshly microwaved leftover macaroni and cheese, Amber shuffled into the darkened livingroom of her apartment. Her roommate was already there, curled up on the couch, looking half asleep, watching television. It was the middle of the night, they’d both had a pretty long day and were tired, but decompression time was important, and both Amber and her roommate found late night television an amusing diversion sometimes. It was fun to joke about and make fun of some of the strange programming they occasionally ran across.
“Whatcha watching?” Amber asked, plopping down into the large overstuffed recliner, tucking her legs under herself. Currently the television was flickering some commercial about revolutionary new bakeware that not only didn’t stick to the food, but also used sonic pulses to clean itself up afterwards.
“I was channel surfing and found some cooking show,” her roommate replied with a yawn. “I think it’s a re-air from earlier in the week. It’s not bad. But I stopped on it because the chef is a cutie.”
Amber liked cooking shows, and she certainly wasn’t going to object to one with a cute chef, so she settled herself in to eat her midnight dinner and watch.
About 30 seconds later, after the commercial ended and the show had resumed, Amber found herself sitting up straight again with surprise, her eyes widening.
Wha… he became a chef? A chef? How on earth…? After all that time spent trying to get him to eat right and searching out all his junk food hiding places and all the whining about how real food doesn’t taste as good… he becomes a chef! You have got to be kidding! The irony was just too much. Amber laughed as she leaned forward to see the show a little better, fondness shining in her eyes.
“See? Isn’t he cute?” her roommate asked.
“Oh yeah, he’s real cute,” Amber chuckled, shaking her head a bit. “The little twerp…”