Title: To Learn
Something New
Author: Vianna
Orchidia / Annasthacy Chashyme
Fandom: Final Fantasy XIII Series
Character: Lightning Farron, Hope Estheim
Rating: K+
Genre: General
Disclaimer: I do not own the series and the characters, and I do not gain any profit from this fanfiction
Fandom: Final Fantasy XIII Series
Character: Lightning Farron, Hope Estheim
Rating: K+
Genre: General
Disclaimer: I do not own the series and the characters, and I do not gain any profit from this fanfiction
Warning: set post-LR, happily married yay
cherry /cher·ry/ n
a small round fruit that is usually red or black
Sapphire eyes narrowed at a plate of
cake lying innocently on the table.
"What. Is. This."
"Oh, Lightning! You came home
early. Did something happen at work?" A silverette came out from
the kitchen, donning a creme apron she didn't remember having, and
pulled her into an embrace. He kissed her lips lightly, then pulled
away.
"No, I just finished my work
earlier than expected and the boss let me go home." Lightning
crossed her arms. "What about you? Shouldn't you be at work
too?"
Hope glanced at the cake sheepishly. "I
took the day off."
"You what?" astonished,
Lightning raised her voice. The workaholic Hope Estheim took the day
off? And without telling her, to top! Had the world gone mad or some
kind of insane God appeared last night?
But Hope only gave her a calm, somewhat
shy smile. "It's your birthday. I wanted to make a cake for you,
so..." He trailed off, measuring his wife's reaction. It wasn't
so bad; she widened her eyes for a moment before returning to normal,
muttering a small "oh, it's my birthday already?" under her
breath. Hope's smile got bigger. "Come on. I'm not the best, but
I think the cake turned out fine. It's shortcake."
True enough, when Lightning further
inspected the cake, it wasn't half bad. But there seemed to be
something off about this cake...
"Um, Hope? I thought basic shortcakes
are strawberry. Why is this... cherry?"
He played with his fingers. "I
kind of took the wrong canned fruit at the supermarket, so I just had
to with it...?"
That was clumsy. So her Hope. The woman
chuckled into her hand. She took the knife from him and proceeded to
cut the cake evenly. "I don't hate cherry," she assured him
softly. "Let's just hope the different fruit didn't change the
flavor."
"Yeah, let us," Hope laughed
as he helped her putting a piece of cake each on two plates. "Happy
birthday, Light."
"Thanks."
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