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Omniscient
Onika wakes up to the fire alarm going off frantically and the distant smell of smoke. Her pulse is literally all over the place.
She turns in the bed to look for Beyoncé but her wife isn't there. She clutches her stomach and the hunger is twisting and turning.
"I GOT IT!" Beyoncé yells from downstairs.
Onika's stomach drops. As hesitant as she was, she was going to wake up at an early hour to complete Christmas dinner. Their friends and family were coming over it was going to be a big thing to get together with their families who have always been so close to each other through the years.
Kelly and Michelle are even coming back all the way from LA. It's a big deal.
Onika gets out of bed as soon as she sees it's noon on the bedside clock. Miss Tina and her mother are due to arrive soon to bring their classic dishes and to cook last minute things. 30 minutes to be exact.
She woke up too late.
She runs downstairs and calls over and over for Beyonce.
Beyonce quickly meets her at the bottom of the steps and stops her so she can't get to the kitchen.
"What's going on?"
"You woke up late--- tried to wake you up and your mama called to confirm if you---- I took over the cooking--DONT WORRY I watched a tutorial, everything is okay, I ain't fuck up."
Onika is seeing red. It's not brand new that Beyonce doesn't know how to cook at all. She's gotten better over the years as Onika has given her pointers, but usually everything is too salty, overcooked, undercooked and bland, too sweet, or not sweet enough.
Onika planned to get up early in the morning and cook what she was going to present on both of their behalf for Christmas feast, but she overslept. and it's too late to go out and buy more ingredients.
The shorter woman was absolutely fuming. If this whole scene was a cartoon, Onika would absolutely have smoke coming out of her ears and be steadily floating up through the ceiling. "BEYONCE HOW COULD YOU?!"
Beyonce knows full well she can't cook but sighs and looks down, "I just wanted to help, baby."
Onika sighs.
"I followed a tutorial." Beyoncé tries to help her own case, "I—"
"Bey, it's okay." Onika takes deep breaths in. "Can I taste some stuff?"
Beyoncé has a blank expression. She's notorious for not being able to cook, so she is nervous internally. But she followed tutorials exactly, so she begins to realize that she has nothing to truly be nervous about.
