paixaorpg | I'd do anything for love... but doing that may not have been the best idea [completed]

Character(s): Vyers, Gwen, Genie, Urd
Content: Date + Contest = Disaster
Setting: Elysian Fields
Time: Week 28, night
Warnings: none!

His arm entwined with Gwen's, Vyers couldn't help but wonder just what he had gotten himself into. He hadn't been expecting so many offers to help over the journals. Really, all he had wanted was a suggestion so he would be able to take her out to dinner. Although now that he thought about it, he really should have known, shouldn't he? He himself had noticed a few similar entries on the network from time to time, hadn't he?

Vyers supposed he should be somewhat grateful for Urd and Genie's offers to help, but instead he felt quite nervous about the whole thing. There was some sense of foreboding deep down that he couldn't shake about this whole thing, as though something--or many things--were about to go horribly wrong. He tried to keep his worries to himself, however, and keep Gwen from noticing.

He needed to be more optimistic, that was all. Everything would go just fine.

He didn't really believe himself.

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Was that a sigh? Genie looked over at Urd questioningly as she began to walk to their table, plate in hand. Was pork roast that predictable? Maybe he should have been more daring and gone with lobster or snow crab. He hadn't tried seafood in awhile. Turning his attention back to the to the couple, Genie smiled and bowed before following after the goddess. She seemed to be in more of a rush than usual. Hopefully everything was alright.

At their table, Urd set down her plate and reached back, lifting her hair off her shoulders for a moment as she stretched. When Genie joined her, she glanced sidelong at him, eyebrow raised as she regarded him in silence. Then she smiled slightly, letting her hair fall once more as she looked away.

"...guess we got a little carried away. Sorry, handsome."

“Carried away? What do you mean? I think tonight went well.” He glanced back at the couples table and scratched his head. “They’re a lot closer now, don’t you think? Unless…” Genie turned back to Urd, a brow raised in suspicion. “Unless you’re still sour they picked my table over yours.”

She flicked his forehead lightly when he turned back to her. "If I was still upset about that, why would I say I was sorry?" Leaning back in her chair, Urd crossed her arms and looked to the side, sulky but sheepish. "I meant about the wine. And making it all a competition to begin with. They would have been a lot happier if we worked together instead of..."

She trailed off, waving one hand in a helpless little gesture, as if to say, "instead of what actually happened."

Genie winced and rubbed his forehead. "Oh.” He breathed a sigh. “Yeah… You’re right. But there was some good did come of this. If I’ve learned anything about them, it’s that their love can withstand just about anything, including us. Hopefully they too will realize how strong that bond between them is. Otherwise tonight really would have been a waste."

Hunching his shoulders up, he looked down at his hands, knotting his fingers together. “You… don’t think they’d let us make up another dinner for them, do you?”

She glanced over at him, noting his guilty posture. Her scowl fading, she sighed quietly and reached out her hand, placing it over his. "Probably best we leave them alone. Like you said, I think we did teach them something valuable. Or reminded them of something they forgot. You did good tonight, Genie."

Urd smiled, tilting her head to peer up at him. "And you know, you could always send them a muffin basket as an apology."

“You too.” He said in return, turning his hand over to hold hers in his. “I have to admit, the craftsmanship here is phenomenal. I like your table better than mine.” Genie smiled. “I’m glad we can sit at this one.” He’d have hated to see all her hard work go to waste.

“Wait, muffin basket? You think they’d like that?”

Anyone else, she'd think he was trying to butter her up or something, but when was Genie anything but sincere? She smiled wider as his hand held hers, a faint tinge of pink in her cheeks. "Thanks...I liked yours. Maybe we should have combined the two somehow." Their powers always worked best when they worked together, after all.

At his question, she nodded, glancing over at the other couple. "Sure. Laharl probably eats them out of house and home on a daily basis. And your muffins are the best!"

“Next time.” He hummed in agreement. They really did work best together, as a team. After all, together everyone achieves more.

“Thanks.” Genie replied, a smile having returned to his face once again. “You’re right. I’ll just have to incorporate purple somehow. Maybe that will win Vyers over. Assuming he’ll even gets to try one before they’re all gone.”

"And sparkles!" she laughed. "And roses for decoration. If anyone could do that, it's you." She squeezed his hand and went back to her dinner, eating with more gusto than one would expect for someone who didn't need to eat. "They really don't know how lucky they are to try your cooking."

Sparkly rose covered muffins. Well, it was worth a try. After all, sparkles always made something better. Genie was confident he could pipe a few distinguishable roses with butter cream and topping the sparkles after baking would be a breeze. Yeah, he could do that. The Ace of Cakes, Cake Boss, and… those two sisters who owned a cupcake shop had nothing on him. Nothing. Except the fact they knew what their show had been called. Not knowing the name would bother him all night.

“What? Oh, come on. You’re just sayin’ that. I’m good – and I mean good - but no Bobby Flay. Although, I know I could throw you down.” Genie had been referring to in the kitchen but Urd’s mind was free to wander elsewhere.

And wander it did, though she kept her thoughts to herself, contented with a self-satisfied smirk at the ideas in her head. "I'm serious," she said after she swallowed a mouthful. "You could give Belldandy a run for her money." And that was certainly saying something, since they both knew just how amazing her sister's cooking was.

"I guess it was only a matter of time until you could best me at something."

Oh, he was so holding Urd to that should there ever be a competition between the two of them. Though, he would never tell Belldandy. He favoured her food far over his own. The thought that his cooking could ever top hers was felt more like an honour than anything else. Belldandy’s cupcakes were truly sublime and by all means heavenly.

“So long as I can keep you out of the kitchen.” However long that would last.

I'd do anything for love... but doing that may not have been the best idea [completed]

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