Surprises. With need2speed.

[olliequeen]

Oliver had taken the afternoon off from Queen Industries in order to spend some time at the Metropolis Community Center. The place was filled with activity: kids doing homework at some of the tables, some playing a game of pool, and others just sitting around talking and listening to music.

A smile touched his lips. It had taken months of planning to get the place built and finally opened, and the more time he spent there, the more time he wanted to spend there. He grinned as one of the kids played a game of tug-of-war with he and Chloe's collie-pup. It amazed him how much Mocha had grown over the last three months, but he'd never had a dog before, so he'd never given it much thought.

Shaking his head with amusement, he stirred the pot of chili he was fixing as he kept an eye on things.

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[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He grinned. "So? What do you think?"

[need2speed.livejournal.com]

She made a dramatic grimace and dropped the spoon back into the pot. "I think I'm going to keel over and die."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He frowned at that, his eyebrows furrowing. "Really? That bad?" He dipped a spoon into the pot and took a bite, as well. It tasted fine to him.

[need2speed.livejournal.com]

"Your taste buds must be all burnt off," she teased. "It's waaaay too hot."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He smirked at her. "I don't see you running for a glass of water," he teased back. "Believe me, this is mild."

[need2speed.livejournal.com]

"I'm not a sissy." She stuck out the burning tip of her tongue at him. "But if you feed a kid that, he's going to have heartburn all afternoon. Cut it with some tomatoes."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He paused at that, considering. Then he shrugged and pulled a couple more of tomatoes out of the fridge. He set them on the counter, arching an eyebrow at her and sliding a knife over to her.

[need2speed.livejournal.com]

She took the knife and started slicing the tomatoes up without thinking about it. It just seemed like the normal thing to do.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He smiled at her, watching her for a moment and then opening the fridge again. "I don't cook here very often. Well, I haven't yet anyway. We haven't been open very long." He pulled out a gallon of milk and poured two glasses. "Any ideas on what they might like for dinners?"

[need2speed.livejournal.com]

She shrugged and scooped a pile of chopped tomatoes into the pot. "I always just eat whatever's around. Meal planning isn't my thing. That and I haven't actually had a real, sit-down dinner since I was twelve."