Celeb One Shots with Y/N

Cooking Up Fun with Elizabeth Olsen

The sun streamed through the kitchen windows, casting a warm glow over the cozy space where Elizabeth Olsen was prepping for her new cookbook shoot. Fresh vegetables from her backyard garden were laid out on the counter—vibrant tomatoes, crisp cucumbers, and lush green basil. She smiled at the colorful array, her excitement palpable as she adjusted her camera.

“Hey everyone, welcome back to my kitchen! Today, we’re diving into the joys of home gardening and cooking with fresh ingredients,” Elizabeth said, her voice enthusiastic as she began to chop the vegetables, showcasing each step with flair. “These tomatoes are not only delicious but also packed with nutrients. Homegrown is the way to go!”

Just as she demonstrated how to slice a tomato perfectly, Y/N, her wife and a rising soccer star who also had a culinary background, strutted into the kitchen with a playful grin. Having studied culinary arts and worked as a chef on yachts for the reality show Below Deck, Y/N was no stranger to cooking and mischief.

“Did someone say fresh ingredients?” Y/N teased, leaning against the counter with her arms crossed. “I hope you’re not planning to serve those tomatoes without my secret seasoning. I mean, we can’t have boring food, can we?”

Elizabeth laughed, rolling her eyes. “Oh, please! I’ve got this under control. But maybe you can help me not burn the kitchen down this time?”

“Burn? Who, me? I just call it adding a little extra flavor!” Y/N shot back, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she grabbed a jar of her infamous spice blend from the cupboard. “Besides, I’ve got a few culinary tricks up my sleeve, too.”

Their son, River, a curious toddler with a wild mop of curly hair, wandered in, clutching a toy spatula that was almost as big as he was. “Mama, can I help?” he asked, his big eyes filled with eagerness.

“Of course, buddy! We need someone to taste-test,” Y/N said, crouching down to River's level. “But remember, no eating the raw vegetables! We don’t want you to turn into a tomato.”

“Too late!” River giggled, making a funny face as he pretended to be a tomato, rolling his arms and legs in an exaggerated fashion.

Elizabeth chuckled, shaking her head in amusement. “Alright, little tomato, why don’t you help me wash these? And Y/N, could you grab the olive oil?”

As Y/N turned to fetch the oil, she couldn’t resist the temptation to pull a little prank. Sneaking up behind Elizabeth, she whispered mischievously, “I have a little surprise for you.”

Elizabeth looked over her shoulder, eyebrows raised in curiosity. “What kind of surprise?”

With a sly grin, Y/N reached into her apron pocket and pulled out a small water balloon filled with vegetable juice. “A splash of surprise!”

Before Elizabeth could react, Y/N tossed the balloon at her, bursting it against Elizabeth’s side. The colorful juice exploded, splattering across the kitchen and leaving Elizabeth wide-eyed and giggling.

“Really? In the middle of my cooking video?!” Elizabeth exclaimed, trying to stifle her laughter as the juice dripped down her shirt.

“Absolutely! Just keeping it fresh!” Y/N quipped, and River burst into laughter, joining in the playful chaos.

“Mommy, you look like a rainbow!” River exclaimed, pointing at Elizabeth’s colorful splatter, his giggles echoing through the kitchen.

“Oh, I guess this means I’m the veggie queen now,” Elizabeth said with mock seriousness, attempting to wipe off the juice with a kitchen towel while failing miserably. She looked at Y/N, her eyes narrowing playfully. “Just wait until I get you back for this!”

“Bring it on!” Y/N challenged, laughing as she poured olive oil into a pan. “But first, we need to finish this cooking video before the kitchen turns into a full-fledged war zone.”

As they continued prepping, Elizabeth expertly demonstrated how to sauté the vegetables, while Y/N chimed in with tips from her culinary experience. “Make sure to season it well! A little salt and pepper can go a long way. Oh, and don’t forget the garlic! You can never have too much garlic,” she added, winking at the camera.

River, still holding his toy spatula, decided he wanted to contribute, too. “Can I add the salt?” he asked, bouncing on his toes, excitement radiating from him.

“Absolutely! Just a pinch, though,” Y/N said, guiding River to sprinkle a tiny amount into the pan. “Perfect! You’re a natural chef, River!”

As the vegetables began to sizzle, Elizabeth turned to her wife and son. “This is what cooking with family looks like—fun, laughter, and a little chaos. Remember, it’s not just about the food; it’s about the memories we create together.”

River nodded seriously, trying to mimic his mother’s cooking style. “Can we make a big cake next?” he asked, eyes wide with dreams of frosting and sprinkles.

“Absolutely, little chef! After this, we can bake a cake together,” Elizabeth promised, her heart swelling with love for her family.

Y/N smirked, already plotting her next prank. “But first, let’s finish this video before I pull another surprise. I’ll even let you pick the cake flavor!”

Just then, Elizabeth turned back to the camera, her cheeks still tinted with juice. “And that’s how you cook with family—always expect the unexpected!”

With laughter echoing through the kitchen, they wrapped up the shoot, the bond of love and humor in the air. As the camera turned off, Y/N pulled Elizabeth in for a quick kiss, leaving a small splatter of veggie juice on her cheek.

“Looks like we’ve got our own little cooking show here,” Y/N laughed, glancing at River, who was busy pretending to stir a pot with his spatula.

“And it’s going to be the best show ever,” Elizabeth replied, smiling as they gathered the ingredients for their next adventure—baking a cake together.