actually making souffles

It was worth all the crap episodes to get to The Suburbia Affair

Napoleon and Illya move to the suburbs and bicker about chores like a married couple. For the mission of course.

The estate agent has no questions about two men moving in together

Illya does not seem happy about living in domestic bliss with Napoleon.

This is literally every fic I’ve ever read. They’ve moved in together and Waverly has ordered them to make friends with the neighbours.

“Mr Solo and I have an arrangement. He does the cleaning and I do the cooking.”

“I thought I’d make a souffle if you’ll get me the eggs.”
“How many?”
“How should I know? I’ve never made a souffle before.”

Waverly is so happy seeing his two boys living together and looking after each other.

“Where are my eggs?”
“Shoot! I forgot.”
“WELL HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO MAKE A SOUFFLE WITHOUT EGGS?”

Illya thought the bread was a bomb and dunked it in a bucket of water. Turns out Napoleon ordered it. Oops.

Second loaf of bread actually was a bomb. Poor Illya.

This episode had better end with Illya actually making a souffle for Napoleon

OH MY GOD IT DID :D :D :D