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Fill: Surprise, I Cooked! (P1/6)

[jdl71]

AO3Jared stood at their front door wavering goodbye as Jeff pulled out of their driveway with their three dogs in the back of his truck. It was doggie play day for them and Jeff’s turn to take them to the dog park. He knew it took roughly thirty minutes to drive there and back and their babies usually played for at least an hour. This gave him enough time to put his plan into action. Really, how hard could it be to make brunch? Okay, for him, it was next to impossible, but he was determined to create a wonderful and romantic Valentine’s Day brunch for their official first Valentine’s Day together as a couple

RE: Fill: Surprise, I Cooked! (P2/6)

[jdl71]

Walking into the kitchen, the first thing he did was grab the eggs, milk and cheese from the refrigerator. Then came the mixing bowl, whisk and spatula. The only other thing he needed was a frying pan. He rummaged through the deep draw next to the stove where Jeff kept his pots and pans until he found a cast iron pan and set it on the burner. He shot the electric stove a disapproving look and then went back to the ingredients he had left on the counter. Grabbing the bowl and eggs, he cracked several eggs, letting the yokes and whites plop into the bowl. A few tiny pieces of egg shell may have gotten in, but he saw no reason to labor over trying to pull them out. They would just add a crunchy aspect to the eggs once they had been cooked. When he felt he had enough eggs cracked, he added milk to the bowl, grabbed the whisk and began to whip the combination until it was a frothy mixture before adding in the cheese

RE: Fill: Surprise, I Cooked! (P3/6)

[jdl71]

He sniffed the air, catching the scent of something burning and realized that the toast was still in the toaster. Turning off the burner and setting the eggs aside, he went to rescue the toast as it finally popped up. He frowned at the blackened bread, then shrugged. All it needed was butter and it would be fine, he decided as he grabbed plates; one for the toast and the other for the eggs. Placing both plates filled with the food he’d just prepared on the counter, he decided he wasn’t happy with everything, just yet. Pancakes, every good brunch had pancakes. He pulled open the refrigerator door, looking for the pre-made batter. Finding it on the door, he grabbed it and then returned to the stove, letting the door swing shut on its own

RE: Fill: Surprise, I Cooked! (P4/6)

[jdl71]

All that was left for him to do was finish cooking the pancakes and set the table. He made his way back over to the stove, picked up the spatula and tried to flip the pancakes over. Once he’d managed to pry them off the pan, he flipped them over. One side would be crispy for this first batch, but he’d make sure to have them on the bottom of the plate. Besides, once Jeff added butter and maple syrup, he wouldn’t even notice, he reasoned. He grabbed another plate, placed the pancakes, crispy side down on it and poured more batter out into the pan, having just enough to make three more, and then tossed the carton in the trash. He picked up the salt and pepper on his way back to the refrigerator to pull out the butter and syrup and then placed those down on the table. He returned to the stove, flipped the pancakes over, which were only slightly crispy, and then pulled out silverware and two more plates. He debated on whether he had enough time to set the table before he had to get the pancakes off the burner. He decided to finish cooking

RE: Fill: Surprise, I Cooked! (P5/6)

[jdl71]

Realizing what Jeff was looking at, Jared tossed his head back in laughter. “Don’t worry, I cleaned as I cooked. Just like you do. The only thing that’s soaking in the sink is the cast iron frying pan. I made sure to use hot water and plenty of dish soap. That thing is heavy, but indestructible,” he said with a grin

RE: Fill: Surprise, I Cooked! (P6/6)

[jdl71]

A dimpled grin formed on Jared’s face and he nodded in agreement. “Okay, I’d like that.” Looking over at the dogs, he noticed they didn’t look as sorry as he expected them to. “No treats for any of you,” he admonished. He leaned into Jeff, knocking shoulders with him. “They don’t look sorry at all