It was about 3pm in the afternoon; Bette was in the kitchen trying to put together a meal. Kit had called and asked if they could gather at Bette and Tina’s house to try out Kit’s new karaoke machine. Kit wanted them to test run it, before she made it a permanent fixture at The Planet. Naturally, Bette and Tina agreed, they had wanted to tell the girls about their engagement anyway!

However, the kitchen was not cooperating with Bette, her nerves grew increasingly frazzled as the day wore on. When Tina stepped through the door, she could hear Bette cursing at the frying pan “Come on! What do I have to do to get you to cook things properly? Goddamnit, I rather deal with that prig Franklin and that’s saying a lot!”

Tina held back her laughter and went to rescue her lover.

“Babe, what’s going on?” Tina asked, popping her head into the kitchen.

“What the fuck does it look like I’m doing? I’m trying to prepare a meal and yet the kitchen chooses this time to go on strike. Fucking hell!” Bette snapped.

Tina was slightly hurt that Bette had snapped at her, but she knew Bette didn’t mean it. As she watched Bette stand at the stove, seething with rage, she quietly said “Bette, come here.”

Upon hearing those 2 words, Bette’s anger disappeared. She walked over to Tina and said with a contrite tone “Tina, baby, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have chewed your head off. You didn’t deserve to be the target of my frustration.”

Tina hugged Bette tightly, feeling Bette collapse into her “It’s ok babe, I know it must have felt weird for you to not go to work today. You already feel like you’ve lost some autonomy, and now you couldn’t get the kitchen to cooperate. It’s ok to lose control babe. But I forbid you to feel useless alright?”

Bette sniffled “I really just wanted to help with something, I feel so unproductive sitting at home all day long, just waiting for you to come back. I finally understand how you felt when you quit your job the first time round. God, I’m so sorry Tina.”