For Danny

[sluttylyingliar]

"Ow, motherfucker!" Rachel exclaims, waiving her mutliated and burned hand away from the hot oil popping out of the pan. "This is so stupid. I hate homework."

Rachel had signed up for the cooking class because it seemed like a mom should be able to cook meals for her family. Is it her fault that she grew up with a cook? Her mom sure as shit never

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[haolehothead]

Danny's bemusement is definitely showing. He's been sitting back and letting Rachel make her own mistakes, but when she starts burning herself, he starts to have second thoughts about the whole thing. "Babe, if you burn down the kitchen, I'm gonna have to both tell on you and arrest you for arson. I'm just saying."

[sluttylyingliar]

"You're supposed to be helping," she accuses, jabbing a hot spatula his way. "You are not helpful sitting there on your pert little ass. Get over here."

[haolehothead]

Danny rolls his eyes as he gets to his feet and grabs an apron to yank over his front to prevent the shirt and tie from getting any stains on them. "So, how come I'm doing your homework? I mean, aren't you getting graded on this? I don't think that's very fair, Rach-Rach."

[sluttylyingliar]

"Okay, first of all if you keep calling me that you're going to lose a testicle," she says with a flounce. "And second, it's not cheating to ask for help. I still have to do it in class. So fix it."