Hell's Kitchen- Morganville Vampires Fanfiction

Hell's Kitchen

I'd just arrived home from a long shift at common grounds and i was exhausted and sick of my jerk of a vampire boss, Oliver. I swear if Common Grounds wasn't such good pay, i would barge right into his office and quit right there and then. Ugh, i just wanted to get home and sleep through tomorrow, so i wouldn't have to go back to that hellhole. Thank god, it wasn't my turn to cook tonight.

I jogged up to the front porch of the Glass House and opened the door with my key, kicking it open.

"Yo!" I yelled, "anyone here?".

No answer, typical.

Claire was in work, Shane; i never knew where the hell he was and i knew for a fact that Mike didn't have any guitar lessons today, so my best guess was the boys were still asleep. Lazy asses.

I waited about 15 minutes, but no one ever came downstairs, so with a sigh, i decided to start with dinner. Hmm maybe i'd try that new recipe i saw on TV the other day? I looked really posh, i bet Mike would be impressed and Shane, well it would be nice to prove to him that i can cook. Yeah, i'll make walnut soup.

30 minutes later...

As i was stirring the soup, Mike padded into the kitchen, yawning with a major bed head, yet he still managed to rock that look, he flashed me that rock-star smile that his fans fainted over and he was all mine. I flashed him a big grin in response, until i remembered that i was mad at him.

"Hey, babe", he said, coming over to kiss me lightly on the lips, but i pulled away, sulking. I knew it was childish but i couldn't help it.

He pulled back, staring at me, confused, "What's up?"

"What's up, huh?" i answered, just as Shane came around the corner, rubbing his eyes.

"Hey, zombie boy! I have a bone to pick with you too!"

He held his hands up in a mock surrender, "Why? What have i done now?!"

I pointed at them both, "You guys were supposed to make dinner, but where were you when i arrived home? Sleeping, that's where" I crossed my arms and gave them my best evil glare.

"So, i took matters into my own hands" I said, gesturing towards the pot on the stove.

Shane and Michael eyed it warily, "Uh, what is it?", Shane asked, opening the pot, "looks like puke"

I slapped his arm, "It's hazelnut soup, Jackass"

The boys glanced at each other, trying not to laugh, thinking i didn't see it but i did.

I threw a tea towel at them, "Hey! No soup for you!"

"Good", Shane chuckled

I chucked the tea towel harder this time, aiming for his head, but he neatly dodged it and disappeared into the living room to kill zombies, most likely.

Sighing, i turned back to the stove and Michael came up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I'm not that bad, am i"? I asked

He laughed, "Eve, honey, no offense or anything but you could kill one of us if you're not careful"

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah well, you're lucky you're so hot otherwise i'd shove a stake so far up your ass, you'd have to get it surgically removed"

Suddenly, the door slammed open, "Hello?" Claire called.

"In the kitchen, Claire Bear!", I shouted back

She entered the kitchen and put her backpack down by the table, "Hey guys"

Mike pointed to the bowl,smirking "Eve cooked"

Claire raised one eyebrow at me and then went to the stove to investigate. God, what the hell was this? CSI?

Finally, satisfied, she closed the lid, "That actually looks really nice, Eve!"

"Hey, don't look so surprised", I laughed as Shane re-entered the room and kissed Claire's hair ,"Let's eat!"