Okay, so I am SO sorry for this taking so long. I love track of time and am a huge procrastinator, so I just forget. But hey, here it is... STOP ASKING CHERRY!

(Y/N) POV

(Y/N) woke up in the morning and hopped up, wanting to get an early start this morning. He walked out of his bedroom, still in his pajamas. As he exited his room, he saw Veronica walking out of her room as well, yawning.

(Y/N): Veronica? What are you doing up so early?

Veronica stopped yawning, rubbed her eyes, then look at him a bit sleepily.

Veronica: I got up early for you!

He was confused by this.

(Y/N): What?

Veronica: Well... you always get up early to make me breakfast... so I want you to help me learn to cook. I want to be able to make food for you.

(Y/N) just tilted his head a bit and smiled.

(Y/N): Aww. Aren't you just a little sweetheart.

He said while ruffling her tentacles, which she responded with an adorable giggle and smile that could melt the coldest of hearts.

(Y/N): Okay, you can help me cook breakfast.

Veronica: YAY!

She ran to the kitchen with her hands in the air.

(Y/N) amusingly shook his head as he followed after her.

Once he entered the kitchen, he just saw her standing there, waiting, wearing an apron and oven mitts, with her gleeful smile still ever present on her face.

(Y/N): Um... I don't think you'll need any oven mitts, Veronica. At least not right at first.

Veronica: Oh! Okay.

She was blushing a bit while taking the oven mitts off, due to being embarrassed.

Veronica: O-Okay! Let's start.

(Y/N): Okay, you get the toaster and bread down for toast first, while I get some eggs for some scrambled eggs.

Veronica: I'm on it!

Veronica goes over and grabs the toaster, but as she's taking it out, she notices the blender on the counter. She just stares at it, blankly, for about fifteen seconds before looking over to see (Y/N) looking away, so she looked back at the blender and slowly pushed it off the counter, letting it break.

(Y/N) looked over and saw the smashed blender on the floor.

(Y/N): What the heck?

Veronica: Oops...

(Y/N) sighed, realizing what it was, but decided not to say anything.

(Y/N): Welp... I guess I've got to buy a new blender.

He went to the cabinets to get the ingredients for the food, only to find that they were out of most of the things.

(Y/N): And we're out.

Veronica: WHAT?!

She put her hands on both sides of her face.

Veronica: What are we going to doooooooooo?!

(Y/N) put his hands on her arms.

(Y/N): Woah, calm down. I'll just go to the store and get some more.

Veronica: Are they even open right yet?

(Y/N) was already getting ready to go.

(Y/N): Someplace has to be. It won't take long; I swear.

Veronica pouted.

(Y/N): Don't be like that. We'll cook it once I get back.

Veronica: HMMmmmMMMmmm fine. But be quick.

(Y/N): I'll try.

He smirked, grabbed his wallet and keys, then left, leaving Veronica there, cross-armed with her apron, sitting at the kitchen table, waiting for him to return.

~~~

(Y/N) had already gone to two grocery stores, only to find they were closed, so he kept walking until he would find one that wasn't.

He was walking down the sidewalk until he heard some noises coming from this building across the street. It appeared to be a little club, and the noise sounded like beats.

He figured "why not?" and crossed the street, after looking both ways. After seeing multiple posters for what he could only guess were performers he hadn't heard of, he saw that people were allowed to just walk in. And he had to admit... the music did sound good.

He walked into the place, seeing that it was very dark inside, with the only lights being the ones on the stage and a couple small, dim ones around the place.

He tried gently pushing through the crowd to try to get a closer, better look at the performer who's playing the music. Once he got close enough to the front, he could make out an Inkling girl with orange ink. He thought she looked familiar, and he realized why once he saw one specific piece of gear... her headphones.

(Y/N): (Those are Liz's hero headphones.)

He continued watching the performance until the point where the performer looked directly at (Y/N), smirked, then finished her song.

Performer: Okay, I think that's enough. I'll see y'all later. Peace!

Announcer: And that was DJ Sango! Everybody give a round of applause!

The crowd cheered and clapped as DJ Sango got off the stage and started walking off, to which (Y/N) started going off to intercept her.

(Y/N): Hey. Liz? Is that you?

The DJ turned around, with a smile on her face, to see (Y/N), revealing a familiar face.

Liz: Hey there, (Y/N).

(Y/N): So, it is you. Mind explaining what's going on here?

Liz: I thought it'd be a little hard for your small little mind to be able to figure it out.

She said jokingly with a smirk.

(Y/N): Hey!

Liz chuckled.

Liz: I'm a DJ.

(Y/N): Clearly.

Liz: So, what're you doing in a place like this so late?

(Y/N): ...

She looked confused.

Liz: What?

(Y/N): Liz. It's morning.

Liz: What?!

(Y/N): Yeah. I came out to get some ingredIENTS- I forgot about Veronica!!!

Liz: Huh?

(Y/N): I've gotta go find a store that's open.

Liz: Well, I'll go with you, if you let me crash at your place.

(Y/N) chuckles.

(Y/N): Sure, but you have to help me with the groceries.

Liz: No problem.

She smiled at him, then led the way to the nearest store.

~~~

They were walking around the store, (Y/N) was pushing the cart.

(Y/N): So... DJ Sango, huh?

Liz: Shut it.

(Y/N): Nah, I like it; it's really cool.

Liz looks away with a bit of blush on her face.

Liz: Thanks...

(Y/N): Your music was pretty good; you were so into it that you hadn't even realized you pulled an all-nighter.

Liz: Yeah, it's not the first time. Marina and I had an eight-hour rap battle once.

He looked over shocked at her.

(Y/N): What?! Eight hours?!

Liz: Yeah. It was intense.

(Y/N): Yeah, no kidding!

Liz grabbed an item off the shelf that was on the list.

(Y/N): Mind telling me when your next show is so I can get a real performance?

Liz: Hmm... Maybe.

(Y/N): Aw, come on. I'd like to hear an actual full one of your songs.

Liz: Hmm. How about I do you one better?

(Y/N): Like what?

Liz: How about I invite you to my house one of these days and you can hear me writing and practicing some songs?

(Y/N): Really? You're not just messing with me?

Liz: Nope. That is if you'd be fine with that.

(Y/N): Yeah, that sounds like it'd be really fun.

Liz: Cool. It's a d- arrangement.

(Y/N): Just call me or message me whenever.

He grabbed some flour off the shelf and put it in the cart.

(Y/N): You know, I know you want to crash as soon as you get to my house, but you sure you don't want to help me teach Veronica how to cook?

Liz: Well... It depends on how I feel when we get there.

(Y/N): Gotcha.

They smiled at each other and continued with their shopping.

~~~

(Y/N) unlocks the front door of his house, and Liz and he both walk in carrying groceries.

(Y/N): Veronica, I'm back!

Veronica came running out of her room, hitting the wall, then turning and going to the living room.

Veronica: Finally!

She notices Liz.

Veronica: Hi, Three!

Liz: Sup.

Veronica: What's with the outfit?

Liz: I was working.

Veronica: Cool! Now. (Y/N). What took you so long?!

(Y/N): A bunch of stores weren't open yet-

Veronica: Told you!

(Y/N): And then I found this club where Liz was working, and I stepped inside and picked her up along the way to the store.

Veronica puffed out her cheeks.

Veronica: Fine.

(Y/N): Now, do you have your apron?

Veronica: One second!

She runs back to her room.

(Y/N) turns to talk to Liz.

(Y/N): So, do you think you can help?

Liz was already collapsed on the couch, snoring, with a note on her face.

He walked over and took the note and read it.

(Y/N): "Wake me when the food is done". I'll take that as a no then.

Veronica came running out of her room trying to put on her apron at the same time. The apron was covering her face, blocking her vision.

(Y/N): Veronica! Be careful!

Veronica: I am, I a- WOAH!

She tripped and nearly collided face first with the ground, besides the thin cloth of the apron between the two, but luckily, (Y/N) caught her at the last second.

Once the shock wore off, Veronica moved the apron off of her face and looked up and saw (Y/N) looking down at her. She could do nothing but sit there and just look into his eyes, while a near invisible-to-the-eye blush appeared on her face.

(Y/N): Dang it, Veronica; I told you to be careful. Are you okay?

She merely nodded.

(Y/N): Good.

He helped her stand back up.

(Y/N): Then let's get to cooking.

He said grinning, while she merely followed him with the blush still on her face.

~~~

Veronica POV

After a while of baking, the two finally finished the meal.

(Y/N): Well, I say this went pretty well.

Veronica was starting drool.

Veronica: It smells fantastic!

(Y/N): You're dang right it does.

He made three plates of food and set them at the kitchen table.

(Y/N): Well, that's a successful meal if I've ever seen one.

Veronica hugged him as close as she could.

Veronica: That's because I had a great teacher.

Veronica placed a light peck on his cheek, causing him to go wide-eyed and blush.

Immediately, Liz sat right up.

Liz: Huh? What's going on?

(Y/N): Food's done!

He said nervously with a slight sweat.

Liz: Oh, cool; I'm starving.

She walked over and sat down, then started digging in.

Liz: Mmm~ This stuff is good.

The other two sat down and started eating their meals. Veronica made sure to sit pretty close to (Y/N), which wasn't helping him in the slightest. Liz stared suspiciously at the situation in front of her for a second before deciding to ignore it. The three enjoyed their meals in relative peace.

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March 3, 2019 - 5:25 PM