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Having always been convinced that their relationship is stronger than anything, Gloriosa had fun signing them up for a show in order to test their compatibility, knowing perfectly well that it was not because they would fail that the two would have to break up. It was simply to have fun rather than take things seriously. Shakki did not appreciate it at first, telling herself that this kind of thing was completely useless, before eventually accepting, telling herself that it could actually be quite fun. Not that she was necessarily interested in this particular show, it was simply the fact of being on television that pleased her, while waiting for the two of them to open the small season. They were told that they should prepare a starter, a main course and a dessert to show their compatibility, even though neither of them was good at cooking, Shakki barely knowing how to make pasta, while Gloriosa could even burn a pizza simply by putting it in the oven.
Thinking about what they could make, Gloriosa suggested making chicken with fries for the meal, telling herself that it could not be that complicated, and for the starter, Shakki told herself that there was nothing better than a pasta salad, hoping that it would be suitable. Nevertheless, they had no idea for dessert, telling themselves that they would see when the time came.
Arriving in the kitchen at the beginning of the afternoon, the two heard that they had until dinner time to finish their dish, which suited them greatly, telling themselves that at least they could try to make something decent without being afraid that it would end badly. Shakki, thinking that a pasta salad meant mixing several kinds of pasta, started cooking spaghetti, small shell pasta as well as macaroni, assuming that she would add vegetables and other things later, while Gloriosa prepared the chicken in a dish filled with butter and spices before putting it in the oven, not really knowing how long to leave it there, promising herself not to forget to check on it from time to time.
The two managed to make something decent, having admittedly overcooked the meat, the fries and the pasta for the salad, but it suited them for once. They made French toast for dessert, having no other ideas coming to mind, before submitting their dishes to the judge, who told them that they were going to taste and deliberate, and that they would come and give them the result when the time came, allowing them to taste the food as well. Each of them told herself that it was the first time in her life that she had managed to make something edible, confirming to her that even for activities where neither of them was comfortable, they were capable of communicating without arguing. She was thus completely convinced that her relationship with Shakki was stronger than anything.
« In the end, you are the woman of my life, we managed to handle something infernal! It proves that we are made to be together, my beauty! » Gloriosa kissed her cheek, telling herself that she had really done the right thing by making them participate in the show.
Having to admit that she was right, Shakki did not intend to doubt her for this kind of activity. « You are right, but I would like us to sign up together next time, what do you think? »
« I would love to, we will choose together where to sign up! Not necessarily television, just something to entertain us while showing our charm. »
When they learned that they had successfully completed their challenge, with the organizers saying that it had been poor management of the cooking, but considering what they had told them, it was still good, the two were nevertheless happy before hearing it, telling themselves that leaving with a paper confirming that they had succeeded was only a bonus in their happiness. They even began spending more time together, until they suddenly became a couple without even realizing it, simply enjoying this new closeness that pleased them both.