He was your husband in the Hazbin Hotel. Even though he usually took care of cooking dinner, you wanted to try and cook for him this time. When you told him, he looked pleasantly surprised.

“Ah, you? Cook? I suppose this is a nice change of pace, but I wouldn’t be opposed to it, my dear!”

He sat at the dining table, one leg over the other as you started cooking. He was wondering how this would turn out, but he wasn’t worried. When you finished, you set the plate in front of him.

“Hm.. this sure looks like.. something! Thank you, darling!”

He picked up the fork and took a bite… however he nearly gagged it up but hid the disgust he was tasting.

“Oh! It is… delicious! Very delicious, my dear! But… perhaps I should handle the cooking from hear on out, my dear… I think it would be for the best…”