Fred
Okay, so Allister *Was* Just a little disappointed that Raihan wasn't able to do anything that cool with the carrot, unless dropping on the floor counted. He looked at Piers with a shrug, who, to his surprise, was rather annoyed looking. Rare sight honestly. Up there was Bea smiling and Allister showing his face, the retired gym leader making any expression but apathy was one of the rarest sights in Galar. But seriously, who could blame him right now, looking at the wasted carrot on the floor.
He rolled his eyes at the chopping pun, but still handed over almost all the washed vegetables he could carry. Not wanting any more of them to die for Raihan's showing off. "A-are we gonna h-have any t' eat after this?" It was supposed to be a joke, but just came off as sad. Then again, weren't most things he said.
William
He rolled his eyes at the puns. Maybe he just didn't feel eager to mess around like usual. Particularly since he was pretty hungry ~~and didn't want to admit it.~~ But geez, someone paid for that carrot to eat, not end up on the floor because someone didn't want to walk over and give it to another person. He remained quiet as he finished draining the tofu. "Don't make me drop this tofu. You'll have a sad curry if ya just have a bunch of veggies in it." Well, some people would probably like it, but he wasn't thinking it would be them. He brings it over as well as a cutting board so that it's easier to slide the tofu in once they got started. He looked down, catching Alli's words. "Not if you two keep messin' around like you were." He too tried to make it sort of a joke; but his irritated demeanor just a couple of minutes ago might not have sent that message.
Sandra
Having a lot of experiences, Raihan could easily read the room. Their mood can't be down or the curry will be sad! Piers had a point too. Tofu is their star in this dish! Plus, the paler male being all indignant makes sense. Food shouldn't be wasted. Even with Piers' funds back at home, it should be common sense. It's his fault for telling Allister to throw the carrot. "If ya guys don't trust me that much, cut them yourself!" He handed Piers the knives. "It's fine anyway. I should probably change before my threads get dirty." The rainwater from the battle earlier also made him feel grungy. He scans the kitchen for a closet maybe and his eyes settled on a pantry door. Checking it out, Raihan knew something like this would be in here! He sneaks behind Piers and slips the *Apron* On his friend, and ties the strings at the back. "There! I deem you our head chef!" The dragon trainer snickers a bit before leaning in and pecking Piers at the temple. "I know it doesn't say it, but 'kiss the cook', ey?" It was gay and Raihan knew it. He steps back in case Piers would lash back at him for doing something so rashly. "I'll be back, gang~ Don't miss me too much~" And off he went to his own room.
Fred
"Ok, ok, 'm sorry," Allister said, actually feeling really guilty for wasting food. But it *Was* Raihan's idea, so he wasn't completely guilty either. Oh well. He yawned for like, the eight hundredth time that day, leaning back against the wall and pulling his feet up onto the counter. So much for actually making the curry, as it seemed no one was getting anywhere with it. Which kinda sucked, since Allister was hungry, not as much as Piers seemed to be though.
He was about to zone out until something happened when he heard a smooch, and realized what was going on. Raihan just *Kissed* Piers, right after putting an apron on him. What the heck? Allister tried to hide his snort of laughter with a cough, but that really didn't work, instead just sounding fake and weird. Oh boy, he was glad they couldn't see his face. It wasn't like he had a problem with boys kissing each other. He just never expected Raihan of all people to kiss Piers of all people. What a sight.
After the dragon trainer left to change, Allister didn't feel like following him, wanting to actually get the curry made, but he did want to know what was going through the gigantic man's head. He pulled out his phone, scrolling through his contacts until he found Raihan. And oh hey, the picture sent. Sure enough, Allister's face was a bit distorted in it. Good.

🐉Rai Rai🐉: [image] 


🎶Ghost Child💜: hey Raihan, what was up with that?

The kitchen thing?
Sandra
For once Raihan wasn't walking with his phone out. A message pops up for Allister five minutes later. It read: 

[*Wat ru talking bout??*]
Fred
Allister really, really wanted to know. Why he was so invested was anyone's guess, but he assumed Piers wouldn't mind if he spared a moment. Not like he was very helpful with the curry anyway.

🐉Rai Rai🐉:wat ru talking about??

🎶Ghost Child💜:You kissed Piers... What's up with that? I'm just judging, just curious... 😔🤔😌
Sandra
Once again it takes a bit before a message is sent back. About seven minutes before a new one from Raihan pops up on Allister's phone. It read:

[*Well it was supposed to be a secret 🤫 buuut he and I are bf~*]
Fred
Oh... 
Allister jumped off the counter, put his phone away, and booked it down the hall.
William
Wait...*Wait!* When did he say that?! He just didn't want any more ingredients landing on the floor. He rolled his eyes and take the knives, but put one down. He only needed one of them to cut with. He was already too busy chopping up the vegetables into medium sized pieces to even notice that Raihan had snuck off for a second. 
Piers let out a gasp and his back arched a bit when feeling the constraint at first. When he looked down... It was an apron. "Ey, hold on a minute! Ya can't just—" Did he... Did Raihan just *Do* That?!
His face was almost as red as some tomatoes on the counter. His hair probably could have been heard swishing, as fast as Piers turned his head. "What the HELL!" 
He couldn't quite tell if he was feeling angry; his face was red and his heart beat was up, but in a different way... No. Nonono—
"Fuck." He just had to block it. His chopping increases until the vegetable is almost minced... Yikes. He shakes his head and then continues on to the tofu. Where was Alli going in such a hurry? Oh well... At least now he wouldn't be bothered. If he was going to have to do *Everything* Then he might as well be alone.