(A/N: I don't know why I chose the title, but hey! Enjoy the Succulent Boy! Back story on this prompt: I went onto the Jericho chat and asked, so enjoy!)
>>Readers' POV<<
I stared at the TV in the store, my jaw fell open and I jumped up and down some. The cash register looked at me weirdly, I calmed down and picked up the small bottle of (Favorite Drink.) I payed for it and walked out of the store with my two bags, I ran across the street to gate and slide under quickly. I walked past a old abandoned car and to another gate and slide the bags through a small hole and then crawled through myself. I looked at the flowers and plants that lined the house; the wood was old and dark, and it looked like it started to peal and split.
I better get ownership of this and fix it, I guess that also means a job.
I walked around two pillars and to the door, I knocked, unable to open it without putting down the two bags. Ralph, with his knife of course, opened it and looked at me, he dropped the knife and smiled when he saw it was me. "(Y/N) is back! Ralph is excited to see (Y/N) is alright! Ralph cooked food for (Y/N) and him!" He pushed the door open all the way and let me put the bags down. He left his knife on the box beside the door. Once I set the bags down and opened them to put the items away, Ralph showed me the food he had on the table. "R- Ralph made (Y/N) food. He hopes (Y/N) will like it. Ralph cooked it just for (her/him)!" Ralph started to mumble, and only a few words you could make out: succulent, awesome, and do it. I looked over at Ralph, he stood in the corner near the kitchen again. I waved my hand from him towards myself. He tilted his head, not understand it. I did it again, letting out a giggle, "Come over here, Ralph."
Ralph walked over and sat down in the chair in-front of the fire place. "There," I sat down on the other side of him, and grabbed the plate, he seemed to watch me closely. He mumbled again, he seemed more nervous the usual and his LED didn't flicker on blue and yellow. It was red. He must have cleaned a old plate from the previous owner, and cooked what it seems of a ground hog or some other rodent. He decided to skin-it this time and take out the extra organs and everything. He lined the plate with plant petals from basil and other spice plants.
I saw Ralph mumble quicker and he started to fiddle and twitch as he saw me cut the meat. I took the fork to my mouth and took a bite; it was ground hog. I bit into it, the meat was close to charred but it still held a sweet flavor like he had dipped and cooked it in basil and flowers. "D- Does (Y/N) like Ralph's food? Ralph hopes (Y/N) likes it." He seemed to start to panic, and it seemed he thought I didn't like it. I shook my head, and swallowed the bite. " Yes, Ralph, I like it, not even like, love it! Where- Where even did you learn to cook like that? How did you get this stuff?" I looked around to tried and find any sign of a cooking book. He shook his head and smiled, his LED glowed a light yellow. "Ralph downloaded human food for (Y/N). He found the food for (Y/N)."
I finished eating the (A/N: Succulent) food, and put the plates away. Ralph walked to the kitchen, then to the living room. He sat on the couch (A/N: Just imagine you bought one for him) and I followed and sat down beside him. He looked over at me once I sat down, his LED spun a dull orange, he was nervous still. "R- Ralph has something to say to (Y/N). Ralph... he... Ralph likes (Y/N)," He stuttered, "He wonders if (Y/N) likes Ralph like he likes (Y/N). " He seemed to twitch quit a lot and he looked at his shoes when I started to speak, and I cupped his face, running my hand against the ruff edges of cuts and burns on his face. "Ralph, yes, I do like you how you like me. Like is a understatement. It would be love, Ralph," I leaned towards him, pressing my forehead against his. "I love you, Ralph," they something hit me, "Ralph!" I shot up and started to jump, "I just remembered! President Warren has announced android free, and they have all human rights now! We can own the house!" I jumped and Ralph looked started, and shot up off the couch. I dove at him and we both crashed to the ground, "Ouf! Be proud, my love!"
(A/N: Soo...? I don't know how good that was, I've been pulled away from writing this all day, so I'm going to work on another right after this.. again, give me feed-back on all this; anything that has spelling, grammar, etc. errors... Good day, fellow-ings.
- Cas, Angel of the Fandoms)
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