Can I request a scenario of the El Masters trying to cook for their s/o but ends up burning the food and nearly burns the house down?
“Good morning,” Denif greets his s/o lazily when they wake up. “There’s scrambled eggs on the stove for you.”
“Oh, you left them in the pan to keep them warm?” his s/o asks. Denif looks up from his book.
“Yes, I didn’t know when you’d be down. The oven turns off by itself, right?”
“The- No. No, it doesn’t.”
Both Denif and his s/o stare at each other for a moment, and then rush into the kitchen just in time to prevent a house fire.
Ebalon’s s/o is woken by the beeping of the smoke alarm. They come downstairs to find the tall El Master standing on a chair, bacon sizzling in a pan behind him, turning off the alarm.
“Go back to bed,” he tells them without looking down. “I accidentally set off the alarm. The food won’t be ready for another-”
A whoosh of flame startles him into almost falling off his chair. His s/o screeches as a gout of fire suddenly rose from the bacon pan.
The kitchen does burn, this time, but thankfully Rosso is around to control the flames.
“This is… kind of charred,” admits Solace’s s/o, spitting out a piece of charcoal that came with their meat. Solace grimaces.
“Yeah, it is. Sorry. I’m not good at cooking.”
“Hey, at least you didn’t burn the house down,” his s/o says lightly. They pat him on the arm, then sniff. “By the way, what’s that smell?”
“Hmm?” Solace takes a deep breath. “I have no idea. I left the pots and wooden spoons on the stove to cool-”
“Solace,” says his s/o. “Did you turn off the stove?”
“Shit,” says Solace quietly.
Burn, kitchen, burn.