From: spiceitup	Date: January 7th, 2011 03:15 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Have you seen Ratatouille? I am the rat, okay. In my kitchen, anything is possible. I'll even put a melty bit of fudge right in the middle, just for you."

He frosted a proper twirl of maple icing on the cupcakes he was doing. Sure, good food didn't need to look good-- but it was nice when it did. "We can cut the bacon into chunks to go on top of the frosting, but if it's cooked to perfection we can just snap it." His eyes darted over to the tray of candied meat. "And eat leftover bits, maybe." Definitely lick fingers after. That stuff was so awesome not a single atom of flavour should be wasted.

	From: aguas_santas	Date: January 7th, 2011 03:50 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Should I start calling you Remy?" she asked in a horribly faked French accent. "I will straight up marry you if you put a melty fudgy bit in the middle of my souffle."

Then she looked away from him because she was certain another serious bout of blushing was about to come on. She started chunking up pieces of bacon by snapping it between her fingers. "Perfection!" she said in a joyful singsong. "There is no such thing as leftover bits. We can't leave any evidence."

From: spiceitup	Date: January 7th, 2011 04:09 pm (UTC)		(Link)

She was doing it on purpose now. "If you married me I'd let you call me whatever you wanted," he retorted tartly, sticking his tongue out at her as he took bacon chunks from her to plop on top of the frosting. And he'd bring her breakfast cupcakes in bed. But he definitely wasn't brave enough to say that part out loud.

"Voila," he said with an equally terrible French accent, presenting her with the first. "A breakfast cupcake."

	From: aguas_santas	Date: January 7th, 2011 04:13 pm (UTC)		(Link)

She decided to drop the part of the conversation that related to marriage. Sometimes she teased him on purpose. Sometimes she didn't. This time she couldn't tell.

"It's gorgeous!" She took the cupcake and bit into it enthusiastically. "I'm skipping dinner in favor of cupcakes," she giggled and mowed down the rest of the cupcake before grabbing another. "And delicious," she added in between bites. "You're a culinary genius."

From: spiceitup	Date: January 7th, 2011 04:51 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"This one has nothing to do with me," he admitted. "It's just a great recipe. Anyone can do it. And now you know how, so you can too." He ninjaed a piece of bacon. It was the best part anyway.

	From: aguas_santas	Date: January 7th, 2011 05:01 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Well, I don't know about that so much." She said suddenly shy. She hid behind the cupcake she was nibbling. "Might need you for the assist."

From: spiceitup	Date: January 7th, 2011 05:14 pm (UTC)		(Link)

He shrugged back just as shyly. "Any time." And he really meant it. For Marina Ruiz, anything, any time.