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“What’s that supposed to mean?!” he cried.
“It means you have started too many fires for me to not worry,” Henry drawled, before saying, “Give the phone to Turney.”
Octavius pouted, but held out his phone for Turney. The zombie looked way too amused by all this as he accepted it.
Turney cleared his throat. “Yes, Henry?”
“Is everything okay?” he heard the other vampire ask.
Why was he even asking him?!
“It’s fine. He just burnt a pan and some curtains.”
“He what?!” Henry barked. “What was he doing with a pan?”
“He was cooking.”
“HE WAS WHAT?!”
Octavius sputtered at the horror in his fledgling’s voice. “HEY! I’m not that bad!”
“Let him know that heISthat bad. In fact, I don’t think he has ever cooked without setting a fire.”
“Yeah! Because before now there was no other way to cook!”
“Master Octavius, I banned you from anything stove, fire, and kitchen related at home. How did you think that ban did not extend to Scarlett’s place?”
Octavius let out a whine. “I just wanted to make a meal for my boyfriend, to apologize! Is that so wrong?!”
“Yes!” Henry snapped.
Turney’s eyes turned glassy, his lips trembling.
“You better not laugh!” he whined.
The zombie blinked rapidly and cleared his throat again. “I would never. Anyway, it’s fine, Henry. I told him that while I appreciated the effort, I’d prefer if he apologized in a safer way.”
Henry sighed. “Just make sure he doesn’t do it again…for your sake, if not his. You are very flammable.”
“Right…flammable, thanks for the reminder.”
Henry grunted, and then he must have hung up because Turney closed the phone.
Octavius stuck his bottom lip out. “I’m sorry.”
Turney pulled him back into his arms and gave him a peck on the lips. “It’s the thought that counts. So, thank you. Love you.”
Octavius gave him a kiss back. “Love you, too… I promise to avoid cooking in the future.”
Turney chuckled. “Probably for the best. And next time you want to apologize…just stick to something that helps showcase your strengths, okay?’
He nodded.
The zombie laughed and nipped at his bottom lip. “Why don’t you go shower and change, while I clean up this mess. If you go slow enough, maybe I’ll join you, hmm?” Turney pecked him on the lips again. “And then afterwards, we can head out and find replacements for the pan and curtains.”
“Okay…” Octavius said with a sniffle.
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