Lelouch ♚ Crack Dream
"C.C." he said calmly, a small hint of irritation in his voice.
The green-haired witch walked in to the kitchen. She ignored Lelouch and moved straight toward a half-empty box of pizza on the center island, a smile on her face. She took a large piece out and sighed, taking a bite of it.
"C.C., answer me when I am speaking to you."
She raised her eyebrows, "Mm?"
He turned around and threw his hand toward the open doors of the pantry, "What is this?! Where has my food gone? I was going to bake something for Nunnally and now I can't because there is no flour, no sugar, nothing but Tabasco sauce! What is this!?"
She stared at him as she took another bite of her pizza, offering no explanation for the shelves filled with bottles of Tabasco.
"Don't just stare at me, you witch! Answer me!" he growled.
"I need it," she replied, brushing past him and taking an open bottle from the middle shelf.
"You need it."
"Yes." She looked up at him and smirked, turning to go back to the open box of pizza. She opened the bottle and added some Tabasco sauce to her next piece of pizza, "You just don't get it, Lelouch. Pizza is a very complicated matter that children, like yourself, wouldn't understand."
"Get out."
She turned to him, mouth full of pizza, "Hm?"
He pointed towards the door, "Take your pizza and Tabasco sauce with you." He sighed and rubbed his temples, "How am I going to explain to Nunnally that I couldn't make her cookies because there were no ingredients? She'll ask why. What do I say? All we had was Tabasco sauce?"
She shrugged and brushed by him once more to get an extra bottle of Tabasco sauce before picking up her box of pizza and walking out of the kitchen.
"I really don't know why I put up with this," he mumbled to himself as he stared at the pantry full of Tabasco sauce.
The green-haired witch walked in to the kitchen. She ignored Lelouch and moved straight toward a half-empty box of pizza on the center island, a smile on her face. She took a large piece out and sighed, taking a bite of it.
"C.C., answer me when I am speaking to you."
She raised her eyebrows, "Mm?"
He turned around and threw his hand toward the open doors of the pantry, "What is this?! Where has my food gone? I was going to bake something for Nunnally and now I can't because there is no flour, no sugar, nothing but Tabasco sauce! What is this!?"
She stared at him as she took another bite of her pizza, offering no explanation for the shelves filled with bottles of Tabasco.
"Don't just stare at me, you witch! Answer me!" he growled.
"I need it," she replied, brushing past him and taking an open bottle from the middle shelf.
"You need it."
"Yes." She looked up at him and smirked, turning to go back to the open box of pizza. She opened the bottle and added some Tabasco sauce to her next piece of pizza, "You just don't get it, Lelouch. Pizza is a very complicated matter that children, like yourself, wouldn't understand."
"Get out."
She turned to him, mouth full of pizza, "Hm?"
He pointed towards the door, "Take your pizza and Tabasco sauce with you." He sighed and rubbed his temples, "How am I going to explain to Nunnally that I couldn't make her cookies because there were no ingredients? She'll ask why. What do I say? All we had was Tabasco sauce?"
She shrugged and brushed by him once more to get an extra bottle of Tabasco sauce before picking up her box of pizza and walking out of the kitchen.
"I really don't know why I put up with this," he mumbled to himself as he stared at the pantry full of Tabasco sauce.