Cooking, Cooking ~
Help! Rescue Me and My Genius!
Chapter 4: Cooking, Cooking ~
Some hours passes...
At SJ-dorm , Seoul
The phone rings.
„Yeoboseyo?“, Ryeowook answers the phone, stiring the fish cake soup he is cooking for his Hyungs. Although he is the youngest, he mothers his Hyungs the entire time.
...no wonder. His Hyungs are not that mature and responsible as they should probably be.
Ryeowook sighs. 'Is there no way to make a phone call without interruption?', he thinks a bit upset, but tries hardly to ignore the screaming all around and to continue the call...
...without noticing the person behind him.
Meanwhile in the next room...
„Let go of me!“, the leader, Leeteuk, orders but no one really cares. They just ignore him – as always.
„I bottle him up! Take the strip, Heechul-hyung!“, Kangin screams with an sadistic laughter and throws the strip to Heechul.
„Got it! Now you will have to bear the reckless revenge of Kim Heechul! Muhahahaha ~“, Heechul beginns with his you-stand-no-chance-against-the-incredible-Kim-Heechul-laughter that normaly lasts about 5-minutes at a stretch. Kangin joins in and they regard their work with perfect satisfaction.
„I didn't do anything! I'm guiltless! I'm a Celebrity... Get me out of here!!!“, Teukie moans heavily breathing.
„No... It's revenge, Hyung. My revenge. And my revenge is always cruel. Kangin, what do you say to this time? Wasn't that a wonderful new idea of my glorious self?~“, Heechul praises himself.
„Well...“, Kangin smirks. „ I love your revenge. This view is so satisfying.“
They both stand hugging themself and looking down to Teukie who is lying at their feet, wrapped in his bedsheet. Heechul knotted the strip very well, and so Teukie takes flight coiling.
„Hyung looks like a human hot-dog“, Kangin laughs.
„No“, Heechul rejects. „Hyung looks like a big white maggot.“
They fell into laughter again, at least the tenth time today.
„You... You...“, Teukie surrenders to escape because of lack of oxygen. „I... nothing... done...“, he spits out.
Heechul's eyes beginn to sparkle dangerously. „Nothing?!? You just forgot to invite me – the most memorable, most important, most handsome member of SJ – to the meeting for the concert in Thailand. Nobody forgets me. I am unforgettable! I am Kim Heechul! The most beautiful...“
Kangin rolls his eyes and sighs. „Heechul-hyung, we got it. Stop to praise yourself, please. Think of your revenge. What are we gonna do next? Shall we dangle him headfirst out of the window? Or shall we ...“
„Shut up! I am the one deciding! And I say that we...“, Heechul discontinues talking and wrinkles his nose. „Wait. What's this stinky smell in my touchy dinky nose?“
Now Kangin and Teukie are also sniffing curios.
„It smells like... something is burning.“, Kangin guesses worried.
Heechul's eyes grow wide as Kangin says 'burning' and he facepalms totally overacting.
„Fire... I can't burn to death! The world can't bear such a big loss! My beauty... forever gone!“, he cries hammy on the floor.
„Ehh... Hee-chul...“, Teukie gasps out.
„Of course I know the food is burnet! What did you think? Kim Heechul...“
„The food is... burnt.“, Kangin interrupts him.
Meanwhile at another room...
Sungmin is cutting the last thread. It took nearly one week to finish his newest project. Absolut contently looking at his work, he turns to Shindong who sits at the other side of the table with his head lying on the tabletop.
„Shindong-hyung ~ . Look!“, Sungmin holds the T-Shirt up, thus Shindong is able to see it. „What do you think? Isn't it cuuuuuute ~“
He raises his head unenthusiastic. „Minnie... I am hyungry.“ His tummy rumbles approvingly.
Sungmin pouts sulkyly. „Hyung! Just look! It took so long to make this...“
He sighs and looks annoyed at Sungmin's T-Shirt. „It is... pink.“, he notes.
„Yes ~“, Sungmin sings excited. „Isn't that wonderful? This bright pink colour will look great with my pink-scarf and finally I can wear my pink-skinny-jeans in combination with it! It will look so cute! Hyung, what do you think?“
Shindong groans under pain. „Food... hungry...“, he says after laying his head down on the tabletop again. Sungmin pouts. „If you're only interested in food, Hyung, I will leave!“, he threatened.
Some seconds passes. Nothing happens except that Shindong's eyes snap shut caused by the pain of suffering hunger.
„Very well then. I am leaving. The others will definetely be charmed by this cute Shirt!“, he declairs sulkyly and leaves to search the other members.
Immediatly after Sungmin passes the door, Shindong sneezes. „Weird smell... THE FOOD!“, he screams.
Back to Heechul, Kangin and Leeteuk...
There fell a deep silence. You are able to hear Yesung's tortoise breathing, if you are interested in. Such a deep silence is very unique in the dorm.
„Who... who is cooking?“, Kangin asks alarmed.
As the silence is broken, Teukie starts to breath noisily again.
„Ryeo...wook...“, he answers with his final effort. The heat and the excitement... well, it is a Knock-out.
Heechul gives a sniff at it and takes a look into the mirror. „You're crazy. If Ryeowook had been cooking, sombody would have been died before Wookie let any food burnt.“ He looks deeper into the miracle. „My hair! It's horrible! Oh, no, I mean it's great as always but not the way I want it... I leave. Cinderella needs to powder her perfect little nose ~“, he warbles girlish and when he passes almost-dead-Teukie, he steps on him so hard that Teukie groans even after fainting.
Kangin watches Heechul wiggling his hips while leaving, but he doesn't really recognize either his rudeness or his girlish behavior. He is deep in thoughts, thinking about one special question...
„Heechul-hyung ~ Wait! Look at this... isn't it super cute? ~“, Sungmin chatters in the hallway.
„Put this... whatever it is out of my face! My beautiful eyes hurt because of this screaming colour!“, Heechul answers.
„B-But...“ A whining voice announces Sungmin's tearing outburst. But first he becomes aware of harassed-by-Dongsaengs-Teukie lying on the floor. He enters the room Kangin is in and flourishs his nunchuks all around while screaming something like „Who dares to beat my Hyung up?“ and „ Kya!!! Gonna kill youuuuu!!!“.
As he recognizes the fact that the enemy is gone and it's just Kangin standing in the middle of the room, he stops using his nunchuks to damage the furnitur.
„Oh, I see! You did this to Teukie-hyung! Then everything is fine ~“, he says and switches nunchuks with the T-Shirt. „By the way... Isn't this cute?~“, he asks and holds the Shirt again in someones face. But after there is no reaction on the behalf of Kangin, he lets the Shirt down and pouts.
„You. Are. So. Mean.“, Sungmin whines, but then he sees the fear in Kangin's eyes which face him slowly.
„Who is cooking?“, he asks.
All of a sudden they hear a roar as huge as the roar of a hungy lion, followed by a herd of cattle trampling along the hallway. And the little word 'hungy' hits the nail right on the head.
„THE FOOD! TAKE CARE OF THE FOOD!“
Sungmin and Kangin look at each other.
„May we follow him?“
„Guess, that would be better...“
In the kitchen...
The phone gets out of Ryeowook's hand as he hears it. His eyes are wide open but no tears are falling. The Shock is profound.
His hand frozes right while stiring the fish cake soup which is totally burnt. But even this isn't recognizes by him, although he usually hits the ceiling if somebody forget the food, so that it burns.
The person behind him stares silently. He hasn't made any move since Ryeowook answered the phone. But now this resistang is over. He raises his hand and...
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