Fic: Good Gone Girl
Title: Good Gone Girl
Rating: PG-13
Author: Boldpapermate
Pairing: Callie/Arizona
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: I wrote this a while back. Arizona hates rain.
A/N: I decided to be bold and post this to mah page.
"After the rain comes beautiful weather."
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Arizona was a simple girl. A simple girl with simple words, who had simple talents. Unfortunately, cooking didn't seem to be one of them. In retrospect, she realized that trying to cook Calliope a romantic dinner at 2 am, when she is seriously lacking in the cooking skills department, was probably not her finest idea.
"Dammit, dammit, dammit!" Arizona yelled as she frantically tried to fan the fire alarm with her hand to make it stop beeping. She heard a crash and turned her head to the left to see a sleep deprived Cristina run into the couch, a bat clutched in her right hand. She really hadn't intended for all this to happen.
"I'm up, I'm up! What's going on?" Cristina asked as she brushed some of her frazzled hair aside, bat ready in hand. Sometimes Cristina scared the beejesus out of her. Other times...she was just Cristina.
"Oh god. Nothing! I tried...i tried cooking and it turned out to be a disastrous attempt because I ended up burning it, and the thing started to beep and i couldn't get it to stop and it was a really, really bad idea."
Cristina stared at Arizona for the longest time before grabbing a chair from the kitchen and dragging it to where Arizona was still waving her arms.
"Cristina? What are you..." Arizona began, but was quickly cut off as Cristina jumped on the chair, grabbed the aluminum bat and swiftly swung it at the fire alarm. Causing it to fall on the ground in many, many pieces. Arizona took it back, all the time Cristina scared the beejesus out of her. She watched as Cristina jumped down from the chair just as Callie walked in.
"Hey! So i had to do this amazing surgery with Owen tonight which is why I am late, but hear me out...why is our fire alarm shattered to pieces? And why is Cristina awake at 2 am with a bat in her hand? Did you eat her Maple candy? I told you that stuff was forbidden!" Arizona opened her mouth to respond, why does everyone always assume she was trying to steal Cristina's candy?
Instead od responding she watched Cristina walk back towards her bedroom before turning around and pointing her bat at Callie, "Damn right, and ask blondie," then she quickly and loudly slammed her door.
Callie turned to look at Arizona who was in a black wife beater and boy boxers, her eyebrows raised questioningly.
"Okay, I know this looks bad Calliope, but it's really not that bad."
"Depends. What did you try to do?"
"I uh, decided to be the romantic girlfriend type and cook you something nice for dinner, but then I realized I couldn't cook, and that maybe something simple would be best."
Callie walked towards the kitchen and looked into the pot, before she burst into giggles.
"It's not funny!" Arizona pouted, crossing her arms.
"Ari, you burnt Easy Mac. The word easy is in the title. How the hell do you burn Easy Mac?"
"In my defense I didn't know It'd cook that fast."
"I think," Callie began as she put her purse on the counter and grabbed the pot to put it in the sink, "that you should be banned from cooking."
It had been one of those days for Arizona. One of those really, really long days that seem to take an eternity. She had 4 scheduled surgeries and only 2 turned out well, not to mention that Lexie had made her a delicious Cinnabun, and she didn't even get to enjoy it because Mark had eaten it before she had gotten the chance. Now Calliope was standing here telling her she shouldn't cook? What a horribly rotten day. Not to mention the non-stop rain. Honestly, sometimes Arizona missed the sunshine.
"Arizona? Are you even listening to me?" Callie frowned. Callie was so cute when she frowned, it was easy for Arizona to get distracted, and start thinking about sex. Hot, bedroom sex. Wait, she should probably respond.
"What? Oh, yeah. Forbidden from cooking. I'll just add that to my list of other forbidden things." She had a really, really long list unfortunately. She wasn't allowed to smoke anymore, not even in secret. That sucked. She wasn't allowed to listen to Aqua's-Barbiegirl because Callie had decided it was embarassing. She really loved that song too. Oh, she wasn't allowed to sign up for Seattle's Lesbian soccer team. Callie never told her why about that one though, and now she wasn't allowed to cook. Jeez.
"I'm only doing it because I care about your well being. Anyway, what are thinking about?" Callie asked as she walked towards Arizona.
Sex. Obviously. But Callie was probably too tired for that, so Arizona went with a safer answer, "How I miss the sunshine."
Callie froze, "Why?"
"Because sunshine brings happiness, and rain, well it just brings gloom." Arizona put on her best 'don't argue with me because you will lose, because I am awesome' face as she looked at Callie who had a smirk planted on her face. Uh-oh. Arizona had learned quickly that a smirk on Calliope's face never led to anything good.
"Calliope?" Arizona questioned quietly "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Callie didn't give her an answer she just grabbed Arizona's hand and pulled her behind her, out of her door, down her stairs, and outside her apartment into the pouring rain. That's right, Caliie had pulled her into the pouring rain! Not drizzling. Pouring!
"Calliope!" Arizona screamed as her clothes began to soak, she was pretty sure she was going to catch a cold, and all Callie did was laugh.
"Calliope! What the hell!" Arizona screamed again. What could she say, she really, really, hated the rain.
Callie shrugged off her leather jacket so that she was only in her black jeans, and grey t-shirt. She was definately going to catch a cold. But instead of panicking like Arizona, she instead grabbed Arizona's hands and started swinging them back and forth as she shook her hips to some imaginary rhythym.
"Dance with me." Callie whispered. After the initial shock wore off, and the rain actually started to feel warm, Arizona began to slowly dance. Not quite dance, but she was moving, which was something. Still, she was skeptical.
"Why?" she asked.
Callie forced Arizona to move some more until she was actually dancing, and they were feet apart in the pouring rain.
"Because," Callie yelled over the rain as Arizona shook her hips, a smile on her face, "Because anyone who says sunshine brings happiness has clearly never danced in the rain."