log ; closed ; ongoing
When; Saturday, November 7th, evening (FORWARDATED WHOO)
Rating; PG?
Characters; boobsorgtfo and notflynn
Summary; What starts out as innocent doesn't really end that way. ...Wait, when were they ever innocent?
Log;
Three courses in three hours. Ino thought this was a small triumph, considering she spent a third of that time just dragging Yuri around. Half the ingredients they'd bought had ended up on themselves, and they kept getting interrupted every thirty minutes or so, but in the end, they had pretty damn good curry (courtesy of Yuri and his super secret ingredient), the best barbecued pork over rice Ino had ever made (if she did say so herself), and pudding. Which was just great in and of itself.
And it only took three hours.
Ino smiled and started stacking dirty plates, one on top of the other. There were a lot of them, plus many, many more in the kitchen that they'd turned upside down. She was just glad that she didn't have to do all of the cleaning; it wasn't her kitchen.
"You must've put some kind of secret ingredient in this pudding," she teased, glancing over her shoulder at Yuri. "It's too good to come from a box."
Rating; PG?
Characters; boobsorgtfo and notflynn
Summary; What starts out as innocent doesn't really end that way. ...Wait, when were they ever innocent?
Log;
Three courses in three hours. Ino thought this was a small triumph, considering she spent a third of that time just dragging Yuri around. Half the ingredients they'd bought had ended up on themselves, and they kept getting interrupted every thirty minutes or so, but in the end, they had pretty damn good curry (courtesy of Yuri and his super secret ingredient), the best barbecued pork over rice Ino had ever made (if she did say so herself), and pudding. Which was just great in and of itself.
And it only took three hours.
Ino smiled and started stacking dirty plates, one on top of the other. There were a lot of them, plus many, many more in the kitchen that they'd turned upside down. She was just glad that she didn't have to do all of the cleaning; it wasn't her kitchen.
"You must've put some kind of secret ingredient in this pudding," she teased, glancing over her shoulder at Yuri. "It's too good to come from a box."