Playing With Fire || d.h

101. Shots Fired

If you haven't seen the show Portlandia yet, I highly recommend it. Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk.

The entire house is decorated for Christmas, and Phil insisted on a scented candle in every room of the house, so we're definitely set for the season. This is the most extra I've ever been for Christmas, and it makes my heart swell.

Dodie helps me in the kitchen make pizza, but by help, I mean keep me entertained as I do all the work. I spread the dough over the entire pan, then pull the sauce out of the fridge. I spread on the sauce, and sprinkle cheese over it. The oven beeps, and I carefully slide the pan onto the rack. I set the timer on my phone, and lean against the counter, rubbing my forehead.

Dodie laughs, and I give her a weird look. "Why is it?"

"You...you have a little something on your forehead."

I turn and look at my reflection in the window, and sure enough, pizza sauce is smeared on my forehead. "For Gods sake," I mutter under my breath, wiping the sauce off with a paper towel. "I can't do one thing without making a mess."

"Don't worry about it, it's cute," Dodie replies, but I only roll my eyes. Dan and Phil both walk into the kitchen, as they must be done with the video they were filming earlier for Gamingmas.

"Ooh, are you making pizza?" Phil asks, motioning to the ingredients sitting on the island. "When will it be done?"

"Um...fifteen minutes," I say, looking at the timer on my phone.

Dan comes up to me, and wraps an arm around my waist, kissing me on the forehead. "I don't know if I've ever said this before, but I'm so glad we finally have someone who can cook in this place."

"Yeah, you're lucky to have me," I reply, and he laughs.

"You're definitely right about that."

A few minutes later, the alarm goes off on my phone, and I pull the pizza out of the oven. I sprinkle some basil on top of it, and cut it into pieces. Phil makes a reach for a slice, and I instinctively slap his hand away. He makes a fake offended face, and I only roll my eyes.

"You can be mad at me now, but you should be thanking me for making sure you don't end up with first degree burns."

"But I want pizza," Phil pouts, and I laugh.

"You'll get your pizza, you just have to have patience."

A few minutes after the pizza cools, I put two slices on each plate, and carefully carry them to the table, where everyone else sits. Dan is the first to take a bite, and he sighs heavily.

"I'll never know how you're able to make food this good."

"Trust me, you don't want to know," I joke, kissing him on the cheek before taking a seat next to him. I grab a slice of pizza, and take a monstrous bite.

"Man, I'm good."

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I film a video for my channel after dinner, and as I sit at my computer, editing, Dan comes into the room.

"Hey, what's up?" I ask him, not taking my eyes off the screen.

"Hey, we're making popcorn and watching Elf in the lounge, if you want to join."

"Count me in," I immediately say, jumping up from my computer. Dan laughs as I grab a blanket from the bed and run out the door.

I hear popcorn popping from the kitchen, and Phil and Dodie's giggling from behind the wall. I walk into the lounge and sit on the couch, Dan string next to me. As I snuggle up to him, Dodie and Phil come into the lounge holding two bows of popcorn, handing one to Dan and I and sitting on the other couch. Dodie turns the lights off so only the Christmas tree and the tv illuminate the lounge. Dodie lies her head on Phil's lap, and Dan plays the movie.