4 May 2006
pairing - X/A, OOC
"Xena?" Ares stared at her from the doorway. "Why are you standing in that corner?"
"I just mopped the floor 'cause I spilled some pickle brine, and if I step on it while it's wet, I'll make a print."
"You mopped yourself into a corner?"
"That's what I just said," she snapped a bit testily.
"Wouldn't it be better to mop towards an end of the kitchen so you could step out?"
"What about dinner?" Absentmindedly, Ares stepped into the kitchen and reached for the coffee pot.
Too late. Ares lifted his foot and was greeted by a big, black print on the sparkling tiles.
Xena crossed her arms angrily. "I told you. I don't do housewife."
"Yeah... I'll hire a housekeeper tomorrow."
She crossed the room and leaned in for a kiss, leaving prints.