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    Situations…

    Bette stood stirring the sauce as Tina chopped the vegetables for their dinner, her mind was wandering as she watched the small bubbles appearing around the circumference of her favourite stainless steel saucepan, the saucepan set she had paid a small fortune for.

     

    “T…”

     

    “Mmmm?”

     

    “Why do people always assume that I can’t cook?”

     

    Tina smiled to herself as she heard the familiar moment of insecurity that laced the sexy voice of her girlfriend, the familiar moments that she was the only one privy to.

     

    “Bette, you are an amazing cook.  When we first met you cooked all the time for us, and its only since I gave up work to ‘prepare my body’ for childbirth that I became the one who did all the cooking, people didn’t see that side of us babe.”

     

    “Well, I know that, but why make that assumption, its really demoralising as a human to think that millions of people who watch this show, who don’t even know me personally, assume I have no culinary skills.”

     

    “But Bette, that new story on the site called “Do you remember when…” it’s only on Chapter 7 and you’ve cooked three times already…”

     

    “Yeah I suppose, do you think they’ll get the message that I can cook then?”

     

    “Of course they will babe, and I love your cooking.” Tina whispers as she stands behind Bette, wrapping her arms around her waist, her nose nuzzling the soft fragrant skin on her neck.

     

    “Do you T, you’re not just saying that are you?”

     

    “Of course not. I love how you cook for me…”

     

    “What’s your favourite meal I’ve cooked for you?”

     

    “It just has to be the curry, you really are the Curry Master babe…”

     

    Bette smiled at the reply, her mind now settled that her culinary skills need not be questioned, because at the end of the day, as long as they were happy in their little ‘Tibette’ world, did she really give a shit what other people thought, no… of course she didn’t.

     

    “T…”

     

    “Mmmm…”

    “Did you just do, what I think you did?”

     

    Tina turned, winking at her girlfriend with the familiar smirk as she walked from the kitchen.

    Comments

    1. Ah yes, curry. Now a year out of NYC, I’m at a severe Vindaloo deficit. Pass the paratha, please. However, please don’t pass the gas. Well, such is life. You’ve also reminded me of an old W.C. Fields movie in which he mentions, having been told of a man named Og Ogleby, that the name sounds like bubbles in a bathtub.

    2. Awww….how sweet! That was cute! I always wondered about that assumption, too, since it’s mentioned in so many fanfics! Tina needs to look into her little problem! lol Great story, as usual–I will look forward to more of these short ones!

    3. LMAO cute. You know, I think a lot of the assumptions come from fanfic writers (Bette can’t cook, Bette slept around with everyone and their sister before meeting Tina, etc.). Of course not knowing these two for the 7 years prior to the show means having to read between the lines or just make up stuff. And damn your Tina is gassy! lol

    4. B.Porter cooks? Well I’ll be damned. Curry master? Double damned. I always assumed she was the Takeout queen(we’ve never once seen her in the kitchen), and Tina was the cook! Cute story Jobadge!

    5. ROFLMAO, I´m so bored at work and this just made my day, THANK YOU! And Bette did burned her hand with the kentle on season 2, so it´s faor to think she doesn´t cook xD. a humble reader.

    6. Sweetie can you read my mind or what???? I’ve often thought about Bettes skills (in the kitchen LOL) and wondered why most people think she can’t cook…..Sweet one :o))

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