Oops

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Chef's POV

"Oops."

I stand there looking at the mess that I've made.  Powder all on my face. Batter all over the counters. Dishes sacked up everywhere.

"Well what am I going to do now?! Boss is going to kill me!"

I ran as fast as a could to the garden picked a flower and got back to the kichen. Just as a got back Boss came in to.

Boss/ HQ's POV

As soon as I stepped in to the kichen there was a huge mess.

"WHAT THE HELL!"

I looked up to see my Chef/ bestfriend standing there. I pinched the bridge of my nose already knowing what he was going to say.

"I'm so so so very sorry! Please for give me. I was trying something new and exploded everywhere. To say the least it backfired. As we can both tell."  As he said this he stuck out a flower. Silently asking for forgiveness.

I sighed. I couldn't be mad at him.

"Your wife is going to kill you for picking her flowers."

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