Title: What's The Worst That Could Happen?
Author: Stormy1x2 (travelingstorm)
Fandom: Weiss Kreuz
Pairing: Schu Ken
Word count (fic portion only): 234 (the drabble perimeter is holding!)
Summary: Ken kitchen BOOM
Notes: I completely and totally blame chiadfrostfur for this. And if she doesn't know why, she can go read one of the last comments she made on my LJ. Feedback loved, worshipped and always adored.
Additional: Written two years ago for the Schu x Ken LJ community.
It was a question Schuldich would regret asking, though at the time, he hadn't understood why it brought a look of sheer terror to Omi's face.
Now, as he stood in the remains of what used to be the kitchen of Ken's apartment, he realized he was starting to understand.
There were brown stains on the walls. They looked suspiciously like chocolate. The cupboards were similarly decorated. There was white covering every other available surface. Smoke was thick in the air despite the open window and the over-worked fan doing its best to drive the offending black cloud out. The oven door was burst wide open, black charred spots marking the epicenter of the explosion that had brought the redhead running into the kitchen.
Behind Schuldich, Omi peered through the door, his eyes wide and amused. A low whistle escaped him. "Definitely one of your better ones, Ken."
The telepath cast a wary, wide-eyed look back at the blond. "Better?"
"Mm. You should have seen the results of the first time he made dinner – Manx had to call in a remodeling crew."
Ken was still standing in the center of the kitchen, a sheepish expression on his face and a fire extinguisher still dripping white foam in his hands. Schuldich stared at him expressionlessly.
"Umm…." Ken indicated with his head to a black solid something clinging to the far wall in pieces. "…Happy birthday?"