He really couldn't explain why he'd let this get out of hand. He'd been just trying to make a new friend and had gotten a little nervous and then went overboard on trying to seem cool.
Sighing, he looked around the kitchen at the splatters of egg everywhere and the pan on the stove with a blackened mess he was going to somehow need to scrap off. First things first though.
He scrunched his nose at the smell and tossed the pan in the sink. Pouring soap on it and then some water, he left that mess to soak for a bit. He hoped by the time he was ready to scrub it'd be less awful. There was no getting out of sort of awful. He was glad Iggy wasn't here to see this.
Picking up some pliers, he went over to the microwave and started working on the door hinges. One would be easy to fix, the other.. that was going to take some work. Ugh.
Gladio had been looking for his wayward boyfriend for a little while now in all of his usual haunts, but the last place he thought he'd find him was the kitchen. He was under the impression that Prompto stayed clear of that place...
And as he stepped into the kitchen he realised just why Prompto was usually not allowed into it.
"Uhh..." Now, the smell was bad enough and had Gladio wrinkling his nose and pulling a very unhappy face. "... What the hell, Prom?" He couldn't leave him alone for five minutes, could he? Smell aside, there was mess everywhere. And... was that the microwave Prompto was messing with? "... What did you do?" Gladio was trying so hard not to laugh.
Prompto stiffed when he heard someone enter the room and slowly looked up. Guilt was written all over his face like a puppy knowing he'd peed on the carpet and was about to get scolded. The fact that it was Gladio had that guilty expression shifting to a pout.
"I'm sorry, Glads! I'm going to clean it up," he promised quickly. Please don't be mad! He didn't want Gladio to be mad. It would only be natural if he was mad, but Prompto still didn't want him to be mad. "I- is there a trick to get burnt egg off a pan?"
Shaking his head, Gladio wandered his way over to the sink to peer in to see the damage Prompto had done to the pan and let out a low whistle. The pan was totalled. He looked to the microwave that Prompto was desperately trying to fix and would have called that a write-off as well.
And then he turned his gaze to Prompto. His smile had vanished, he'd managed to get control of his need to laugh. His boyfriend looked like he was about to keel over and... Gladio kind of wanted to drive home the point that he should have been paying better attention when in the kitchen. It wasn't a playground.
"... Prom?" He took a step closer. "Explain what you were trying to do, and I'll explain how much you fucked up." Not that Prompto needed that explained to him, those big, blue eyes told him he was well aware.
People were going to be upset that he ruined the skillet! He didn't have the points to get a new one either. He might have if he hadn't bought presents and candy, but who could blame him for wanting presents and candy?.. well maybe whoever was going to be mad about the skillet.
His cheeks flushed red at that question. By the six, he knew how much he fucked up. He knew it had been stupid and knew there was no excusing it. As he faltered at coming up with an answer, he finally landed on the only thing that he could without completely confessing. "I was trying to make a new friend. He was brand new and I wanted to.. I don't know.. just seem fun or something. He didn't know what any of the appliances were so I wanted to show him a funny trick. But uh.. I sort of.. I messed up the trick."
"So... basically..." Gladio took another step closer, he was almost within reach of Prompto now. "... You were showing off and killed the microwave?" Gladio was trying so, so hard to maintain that serious expression. He shouldn't have been enjoying watching Prompto squirm, but he knew his boyfriend wasn't a stupid man. In fact, he was pretty damn clever when he wanted to be. But he could get carried away if no one was around to direct that overabundance of energy he had.
"... Did you at least make a new friend while making a mess?" There was a small twitch of his lips. Not quite a smile. He was really trying!
"Noooooooooooooooo..." Prompto tried so hard to make that sound convincing and of course, it didn't. With a huff, he added reluctantly, "Yes." He'd been showing off and killed the microwave.
His pout only got more pronounced at that next question. Why was Gladio asking all the damning questions? Why couldn't he ask an easy one like uh.. no, there weren't a lot of those either. "I don't think so. Which sucks because he's a friend of Inigo's from back home. What if he wants Inigo to stop hanging out with me?"
Gladio lifted both of his hands and dropped them onto his boyfriends shoulders. "Inigo wouldn't stop wanting to hang out with you because you burned egg and exploded the microwave in front of his friend from home."
He was smiling now as he moved his hands from Prompto's shoulders to gently cup his face so that he could lean in and kiss that pout away.
"You're the cutest dumbass I know. And this mess gets cleaned up. No more coming in here without supervision if you can't stop doing experiments like this or watching food so you don't burn the place down." He pulled back to look at Prompto. "Next time, come get me. I'll help you out."
It was reassuring to hear, even if it had been a silly notion in the first place. He knew his friend wouldn't abandon him that easily. It just had been a particularly bad first impression (at least in his opinion).
He started to smile the instant he realized he was about to get kissed. He tossed the pliers he'd been holding onto the counter next to them and eagerly wrapped his arms around his neck. Pressing in close, he snickered at Gladio's teasing. "Don't worry, I'm never touching anything in here again!" He looked around at the mess with a sigh. "I didn't remember it smelling this bad the first time I saw this demo in science class."
"Did the demo go exactly like this, Prom?" Gladio raised a brow and pulled back to give his boyfriend a look. He didn't think schools would be doing risky things like exploding eggs, but who knew? He didn't remember Noct ever mentioning it. Unless science class was some random video on the net?
"Think this place is gonna need cleaning before it all dries too hard. You'll need to scrape it off the walls at this rate."
Why'd you make him go and admit that, Gladio? He could barely maintain eye contact. "It was supposed to be only one egg." And of course it had been a video instead off actual science class! Stop figuring him out so quickly!
He looked back at the microwave and then at his boyfriend. "Should I clean first and then finish fixing it? I thought more people would be mad about the microwave being broken than the egg on the wall- which I was going to clean too! This was just a 'which one first' kind of thing."
"Depends on how hard you wanna scrape those walls." Gladio chuckled. "Egg hardens like cement after a while."
He should offer to help, he knew he probably should. But it would be a fitting punishment to have him do this all on his own. It might teach him a good lesson. If he tried to do this kind of thing again he would remember this day and with luck, turn away and do something less destructive.
He made a face and picked up a sponge. With another thought crossing his mind, he picked up one of the kitchen knives.
"Don't let them get too mad at me, Big Guy! I'll get it fixed before dinner." He hoped. Did anyone ever know exactly how long it took to fix a problem? It was a guess at best. Climbing up on one of the counters, he went to work on one of the patches.
"I don't think I'm going to be eating eggs any time soon."
"Do a good enough job and no one will notice the difference." Except everyone who frequented the kitchen often. They might notice.
He laughed and leaned against the counter, arms crossed, and watched his boyfriend work. It was hard to resist helping. He really wanted to. But how would Prompto ever learn?
"I will, but what if they come before I'm done?" He asked. Ew, this spot was still just a little too sticky for the sponge but not quite solid for the knife. It was just kind of.. gooey.
He glanced over at Gladio and smiled. "Are you guarding me or are you my jailer?"
"Little of column A, little of column B." Gladio grinned, a little mischief in his smile.
"And maybe just taking in the view." Because what was the point in having a hot ass boyfriend if he didn't get to stare at his hot ass from time to time?
Prompto snickered and just for fun, he shook his tushy at his boyfriend.
"You know if Iggy was here, he'd actually help me!" He teased. He didn't mind having to clean up his mess. He knew he was the one who did something stupid.
"Not if I told him to leave you be to teach you a lesson..." His tone was more than a little distracted though. Prompto was being a damn tease and he wouldn't stand for it. So... he grabbed a small spoon and tossed it at him, hitting Prompto on his left ass cheek.
The smell hit Xander first. He paused outside the kitchen for a moment, until the angry chitter of his familiar woke him from his reverie and he stepped in to peek around.
"Whoah," he breathed. "What kinda war zone happened in here?" Maybe he shouldn't be bothering the guy who was clearly working on the microwave, but still.
"Uh, shouldn't you unplug that from the wall, first? Like just in case?" Not that Xander would let the guy stay hurt if something bad happened, but he thought it was probably better to avoid that than let it actually happen...
Prompto glanced up and inwardly cringed at someone else catching him in the act. He gave a sheepish smile and rubbed the back of his head. "Uh.. well, would you believe spontaneous egg-combustion?"
He looked over at the outlet and frowned at seeing the plug still in the wall. "Dammit." He glanced back at what he was doing and then at the guy. "Hey, uh, I can't let go of this hinge here without it snapping again. Would you pull that out for me?"
"Oh, no problem--stop it, Cottonball! Three more seconds or so won't make you collapse from hunger!" Xander stepped over and reached for the plug to pull it out, even as the tiny white bat clinging to one of his braids set up a racket. "If you make him slip, I'm gonna find some fruit you don't like as much and you're gonna have that!"
He sighed, and gave the blonde a sheepish grin. "She's just hungry, but she's also a spoiled princess. Sorry about that." Xander paused. "Not sure I believe spontaneous egg-combustion, but I sympathize. There was a reason the Artificers wouldn't let me touch the equipment..."
Mostly because he didn't know how to use it at the time, and tended to make mistakes...
"Aww what a cute little bat!" Prompto exclaimed. He only barely restrained himself to keep his hands on the microwave door instead of rushing to see Cottonball up close. "What kind of fruit does she like?" If he had that bat, he couldn't imagine ever giving her less than her favorites. She was so cute!
He laughed as the man played along with his excuse. "I don't think I'll be touching this thing again either, so we're in the same boat there. There's a trick I learned about watching some videos where you can stick an egg in a microwave and it makes this small explosion. It's really amusing if the microwave doesn't uh.. doesn't have issues with it, I guess."
"Kinda looks like it had issues, though. This one at least!" Xander snickered a little. "She really loves strawberries. Most berries, but those are her favorites. Apples. Kiwi. Mango. Bananas, not so much, but in the interest of being healthy, well!"
Not that he wanted to mention how sometimes she rolled around in her food and made herself a sticky mess...and then made him a sticky mess.
"She must like baths too, she gets enough of them." That was getting close, though...
Prompto laughed right along with him. "Yes, it decided to be a butthead."
He listened with a growing smile at each item. The bat would look really cute eating some of those things. Although he frowned at the banana. "Why doesn't she like bananas? They're good! I like them more green than brown, but I'll eat them any way they're given to me."
"Woohoo! Bath time fun!" He gave a little cheer. This bat knew how to have fun! "I wish we had somewhere we could take a bath."
"Dunno. I like them greener too, she's got no taste, maybe." But Xander laughed at that. "Yeah, she is lucky 'cause she can just get a bath in the sink and then dry off! Unlike some people. Like me. Though I suppose I don't miss baths that much. These can be a pain to let dry if I get them too wet." He twitched his wings, then. "No hair dryers here so I can't just dry them off that way."
It really was a pain in the butt...
"Maybe next time we get on a world we can play hooky in an ocean and not have to work!"
It had been something of a busy day for Lea, and not all of it had been pleasant business. Thus, he wasn't especially surprised to find that he'd ended up missing dinner. Not that big a deal, though. He'd headed to the kitchen intending to fix himself something quick to eat... only to find that that might be easier said than done at the moment.
"Wow, what happened here?", he said, wrinkling his nose slightly at the smell.
Prompto looked up from where he was on the floor scraping with a knife some of hardened yolk. He frowned seeing he had yet another person to tell, he hadn't fixed this by dinner like he'd hoped.
With an embarrassed glance away, he answered. "Uh, well.. there was an accident? But um.. it'll be fixed. I just.. I wouldn't use the microwave yet."
"Yeah probably good idea," Lea said as he approached. "Looks like something blew the door off it. Did someone try to microwave something with a metal spoon in it or something?" He could easily see one of the less tech-savvy people making that mistake, after all, if there was no one there to warn them.
And speaking of mistakes with electronics, this guy probably shouldn't be messing with the microwave like that when it was still plugged in. Lea unplugged the microwave from the wall so that Propto wouldn't end up getting a nasty shock for his repair efforts.
"Yeah weird, I wonder what did that.." Prompto said, trying desperately to look innocent (which of course made him look guilty as hell). He maintained this 'air of innocence' for about five seconds before caving. "I did it! I'm sorry! I was showing off an experiment my science teacher taught us where you can make an egg explode in the microwave to someone who had never seen one before. But.. I used too many eggs."
He gave Lea a sheepish grin when he unplugged the unit. "Oh right, thanks."
"Wow you must've had a cooler science teacher than mine, then," Lea said. "He never would've exploded eggs in class. Course, given what happened here and the kind of dumb things I did as a kid, maybe there was a good reason for that."
"Anyway, need a hand? Can't say I know too much about microwave repair, but I can help with the cleaning part. And maybe the smell too."
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Date: 2020-07-22 08:58 pm (UTC)He really couldn't explain why he'd let this get out of hand. He'd been just trying to make a new friend and had gotten a little nervous and then went overboard on trying to seem cool.
Sighing, he looked around the kitchen at the splatters of egg everywhere and the pan on the stove with a blackened mess he was going to somehow need to scrap off. First things first though.
He scrunched his nose at the smell and tossed the pan in the sink. Pouring soap on it and then some water, he left that mess to soak for a bit. He hoped by the time he was ready to scrub it'd be less awful. There was no getting out of sort of awful. He was glad Iggy wasn't here to see this.
Picking up some pliers, he went over to the microwave and started working on the door hinges. One would be easy to fix, the other.. that was going to take some work. Ugh.
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Date: 2020-07-23 06:53 am (UTC)And as he stepped into the kitchen he realised just why Prompto was usually not allowed into it.
"Uhh..." Now, the smell was bad enough and had Gladio wrinkling his nose and pulling a very unhappy face. "... What the hell, Prom?" He couldn't leave him alone for five minutes, could he? Smell aside, there was mess everywhere. And... was that the microwave Prompto was messing with? "... What did you do?" Gladio was trying so hard not to laugh.
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Date: 2020-07-23 03:52 pm (UTC)"I'm sorry, Glads! I'm going to clean it up," he promised quickly. Please don't be mad! He didn't want Gladio to be mad. It would only be natural if he was mad, but Prompto still didn't want him to be mad. "I- is there a trick to get burnt egg off a pan?"
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Date: 2020-07-23 04:40 pm (UTC)Shaking his head, Gladio wandered his way over to the sink to peer in to see the damage Prompto had done to the pan and let out a low whistle. The pan was totalled. He looked to the microwave that Prompto was desperately trying to fix and would have called that a write-off as well.
And then he turned his gaze to Prompto. His smile had vanished, he'd managed to get control of his need to laugh. His boyfriend looked like he was about to keel over and... Gladio kind of wanted to drive home the point that he should have been paying better attention when in the kitchen. It wasn't a playground.
"... Prom?" He took a step closer. "Explain what you were trying to do, and I'll explain how much you fucked up." Not that Prompto needed that explained to him, those big, blue eyes told him he was well aware.
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Date: 2020-07-23 08:43 pm (UTC)His cheeks flushed red at that question. By the six, he knew how much he fucked up. He knew it had been stupid and knew there was no excusing it. As he faltered at coming up with an answer, he finally landed on the only thing that he could without completely confessing. "I was trying to make a new friend. He was brand new and I wanted to.. I don't know.. just seem fun or something. He didn't know what any of the appliances were so I wanted to show him a funny trick. But uh.. I sort of.. I messed up the trick."
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Date: 2020-07-23 09:08 pm (UTC)"... Did you at least make a new friend while making a mess?" There was a small twitch of his lips. Not quite a smile. He was really trying!
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Date: 2020-07-24 12:12 am (UTC)His pout only got more pronounced at that next question. Why was Gladio asking all the damning questions? Why couldn't he ask an easy one like uh.. no, there weren't a lot of those either. "I don't think so. Which sucks because he's a friend of Inigo's from back home. What if he wants Inigo to stop hanging out with me?"
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Date: 2020-07-24 07:26 am (UTC)He was smiling now as he moved his hands from Prompto's shoulders to gently cup his face so that he could lean in and kiss that pout away.
"You're the cutest dumbass I know. And this mess gets cleaned up. No more coming in here without supervision if you can't stop doing experiments like this or watching food so you don't burn the place down." He pulled back to look at Prompto. "Next time, come get me. I'll help you out."
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Date: 2020-07-25 01:15 am (UTC)He started to smile the instant he realized he was about to get kissed. He tossed the pliers he'd been holding onto the counter next to them and eagerly wrapped his arms around his neck. Pressing in close, he snickered at Gladio's teasing. "Don't worry, I'm never touching anything in here again!" He looked around at the mess with a sigh. "I didn't remember it smelling this bad the first time I saw this demo in science class."
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Date: 2020-07-25 06:30 am (UTC)"Think this place is gonna need cleaning before it all dries too hard. You'll need to scrape it off the walls at this rate."
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Date: 2020-07-30 09:10 pm (UTC)Why'd you make him go and admit that, Gladio? He could barely maintain eye contact. "It was supposed to be only one egg." And of course it had been a video instead off actual science class! Stop figuring him out so quickly!
He looked back at the microwave and then at his boyfriend. "Should I clean first and then finish fixing it? I thought more people would be mad about the microwave being broken than the egg on the wall- which I was going to clean too! This was just a 'which one first' kind of thing."
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Date: 2020-07-30 09:57 pm (UTC)He should offer to help, he knew he probably should. But it would be a fitting punishment to have him do this all on his own. It might teach him a good lesson. If he tried to do this kind of thing again he would remember this day and with luck, turn away and do something less destructive.
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Date: 2020-07-30 10:26 pm (UTC)"Don't let them get too mad at me, Big Guy! I'll get it fixed before dinner." He hoped. Did anyone ever know exactly how long it took to fix a problem? It was a guess at best. Climbing up on one of the counters, he went to work on one of the patches.
"I don't think I'm going to be eating eggs any time soon."
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Date: 2020-07-31 10:50 am (UTC)He laughed and leaned against the counter, arms crossed, and watched his boyfriend work. It was hard to resist helping. He really wanted to. But how would Prompto ever learn?
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Date: 2020-07-31 06:59 pm (UTC)He glanced over at Gladio and smiled. "Are you guarding me or are you my jailer?"
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Date: 2020-07-31 07:41 pm (UTC)"And maybe just taking in the view." Because what was the point in having a hot ass boyfriend if he didn't get to stare at his hot ass from time to time?
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Date: 2020-08-26 09:22 pm (UTC)"You know if Iggy was here, he'd actually help me!" He teased. He didn't mind having to clean up his mess. He knew he was the one who did something stupid.
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Date: 2020-08-27 08:59 pm (UTC)Re: Grasshopper Day 1
Date: 2020-07-23 11:29 pm (UTC)"Whoah," he breathed. "What kinda war zone happened in here?" Maybe he shouldn't be bothering the guy who was clearly working on the microwave, but still.
"Uh, shouldn't you unplug that from the wall, first? Like just in case?" Not that Xander would let the guy stay hurt if something bad happened, but he thought it was probably better to avoid that than let it actually happen...
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Date: 2020-07-24 12:16 am (UTC)He looked over at the outlet and frowned at seeing the plug still in the wall. "Dammit." He glanced back at what he was doing and then at the guy. "Hey, uh, I can't let go of this hinge here without it snapping again. Would you pull that out for me?"
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Date: 2020-07-24 01:51 am (UTC)He sighed, and gave the blonde a sheepish grin. "She's just hungry, but she's also a spoiled princess. Sorry about that." Xander paused. "Not sure I believe spontaneous egg-combustion, but I sympathize. There was a reason the Artificers wouldn't let me touch the equipment..."
Mostly because he didn't know how to use it at the time, and tended to make mistakes...
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Date: 2020-07-30 10:09 pm (UTC)He laughed as the man played along with his excuse. "I don't think I'll be touching this thing again either, so we're in the same boat there. There's a trick I learned about watching some videos where you can stick an egg in a microwave and it makes this small explosion. It's really amusing if the microwave doesn't uh.. doesn't have issues with it, I guess."
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Date: 2020-07-31 06:55 pm (UTC)Not that he wanted to mention how sometimes she rolled around in her food and made herself a sticky mess...and then made him a sticky mess.
"She must like baths too, she gets enough of them." That was getting close, though...
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Date: 2020-07-31 07:21 pm (UTC)He listened with a growing smile at each item. The bat would look really cute eating some of those things. Although he frowned at the banana. "Why doesn't she like bananas? They're good! I like them more green than brown, but I'll eat them any way they're given to me."
"Woohoo! Bath time fun!" He gave a little cheer. This bat knew how to have fun! "I wish we had somewhere we could take a bath."
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Date: 2020-08-07 12:22 am (UTC)It really was a pain in the butt...
"Maybe next time we get on a world we can play hooky in an ocean and not have to work!"
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Date: 2020-07-25 10:22 pm (UTC)"Wow, what happened here?", he said, wrinkling his nose slightly at the smell.
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Date: 2020-07-30 10:59 pm (UTC)With an embarrassed glance away, he answered. "Uh, well.. there was an accident? But um.. it'll be fixed. I just.. I wouldn't use the microwave yet."
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Date: 2020-08-01 06:56 pm (UTC)And speaking of mistakes with electronics, this guy probably shouldn't be messing with the microwave like that when it was still plugged in. Lea unplugged the microwave from the wall so that Propto wouldn't end up getting a nasty shock for his repair efforts.
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Date: 2020-09-04 04:27 pm (UTC)He gave Lea a sheepish grin when he unplugged the unit. "Oh right, thanks."
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Date: 2020-09-11 02:52 am (UTC)"Anyway, need a hand? Can't say I know too much about microwave repair, but I can help with the cleaning part. And maybe the smell too."