New Years Series

"What is the one thing I told you not to do?"

"What is the one thing I told you not to do?" Daniel asks carefully, gripping his crutch tighter. Normally Peggy Carter wouldn't shrink at his calm voice, but as of now it makes her shiver. She looks down momentarily before sheepishly meeting his eye to answer.

"Burn the house down..." She says, her voice small. She was never one to be subjected into embarrassment, but now is not one of those times.

"And what did you do?" He asks more quietly, his tone edging towards hysteria.

"I-I made dinner." She lifts her chin response but one look at her beau and she sighs in defeat, lowering it once more. Now was not the time for jokes. Mostly that is to say. Daniel arches a brow at her and she huffs again, not wanting to say it, but knowing she has to

"And burn the house down."

"And you burned the house down!" At his exclamation Peggy glances away. "Peg what- I-" He sighs and rubs his free hand over his face, frustration taking over. "Are you okay?"

Taken back Peggy blinks, but eventually finds her voice again. Of course Daniel would be concerned about her well being after this tragedy. Even though he had rushes home after the phone call and embraced her, checking her over for injuries, it didn't tamper down his fear for her. Even in his frustration, he still cared. 

"Yes, I'm fine. I wasn't inside when it happened."

"Peg..."

"I know." She cuts him off, stepping closer to him. "And I'm sorry. Although, on the bright side, the kitchen took the most of it and its salvageable."

The corner of Daniel's lips tug as he ducks his head down. She was right of course, but she still burned most of the house. It was their anniversary and the official day they moved in together, so Peggy wanted to surprise Daniel for when he got home.  Although Daniel knew nothing of the surprise dinner they had made a ground rule Peggy should be careful while cooking, lest she burns the house down...

Normally his shift runs late, being chief and all, so she took advantage and started to make a meal. However it all went wrong when Peggy got a phone call from Jarvis and need to go to Stark's residence to catch a lose flamingo and estranged rabbits running wild, ruining Ana's garden. Peggy left her home to assist, and by the time she returned home, her kitchen was in flames. 

The fire department was called by a neighbor and Peggy called Daniel immediately afterwards.  To say the least he was more than displeased, and worried.

"You know you could have just told me you didn't like the kitchen. We  could have remodeled. This... this is extreme, even for you." He jokes, and she can't help but laugh, throwing her arms around his neck.

He was angry still, that much was obvious, but his fear and worry overpowered all frustration. As long as Peggy was safe, everything would be okay.

"I love you, even if you're a horrible cook."

"Oi!" She pulls away and pokes his side, admiring the way his eyes light up when he smiles. "I love you too. And I am sorry about... this. In all honesty its Bernard's fault."

"Right... we'll blame the flamingo this time." He winks. Peggy chuckles and shoves his shoulder lightly.

Everything would be okay, as long as they had each other. And they do.