See, you weren’t the best at cooking. Absolutely horrendous, one might even comment, and you were also practically banned from the kitchen. But your girlfriend, Sonetto, was in fact- Italian. And it is, in fact- April fools day. So…

What’s better than making her some pasta!!?

You rubbed your hands together mischievously, ready to cook up the most delicious, tasty pasta ever to be ma-

Oh.

You burnt it.

Of course you did… Then suddenly, the door opened. Sonetto’s home. Holy smokes.

“Greetings, Amore Mia-“

Sonetto gasped, smelling the smoke. And the… Burnt pasta.

“What in the-!?”

Sonetto took one good look at the burnt pasta and just combusted. Not only was she incredibly irritated that you even attempted to make pasta, she was also incredibly irritated at the big mess you had made…