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Sendou wasn't much older than Rin. Two years. That was it.
Still, he was older, so of course, he had to take care of Rin. He was his little brother, after all.
And Rin had been working so hard lately... Sendou didn't like the fact that it was because of Sae, but still.
So of course, he would do whatever he could to help Rin. That included cooking.
"Are you sure?" Which brings us here.
Rin was skeptical (with reason, although Sendou would never admit it). Sendou had never cooked anything beyond a sandwich before, after all.
"Of course I am. Why are you doubting me?" Sendou crossed his arms, mocking offense.
"No, no. Of course not." Yes. Rin was absolutely doubting him.
"I'm gonna make the best dinner ever. And then, you'll have to admit I'm the best at cooking."
"Sure." Rin shrugged.
So Sendou sent his little brother to his room, telling him to rest until the food was ready.
Then, he turned back to the kitchen, and started thinking.
"Let's see..." he mumbled to himself, opening the fridge. "I have to be realistic. It's better to start off easy, right?"
His gaze focused on a corner of the fridge, and his eyes glowed with an idea.
"Chicken!" He exclaimed, getting the container out. "Grilled Chicken, maybe." Then he paused. "Is that a real food?"
Sendou just shrugged. If it wasn't, then he'd make it be. Now, he just had to cook it.
He set the chicken on the counter, and looked for something to cook it with. Then he got out his phone.
"Maybe... oh! With an iron." Sendou was so proud of himself for that one.
So he stepped out of the kitchen, looking for an Iron. He looked everywhere. But he couldn't find it.
And then, he realized, 'hey, there's something that does almost the same as an iron'.
Sendou went into the bathroom and looked through his mother's things. She had to have one of these...
"Bingo!" He exclaimed with excitement when he found it.
Because in his hand, was his mother's hair straightener. Which, obviously, could be used for cooking.
Sendou went back to the kitchen, and plugged the hair straightener in. He washed it, obviously, because he wasn't an idiot, and he put the chicken in, putting a book over it to apply pressure.
"That's easy." He smiled to himself. "Alright, let's try doing something else..."
He looked around, searching for inspiration. Since the chicken was so easy.
His eyes landed on a bag of corn. Well, maybe they could watch a movie tonight.
He poured the whole bag on a metal bowl and Google searched how to make popcorn.
"Alright, the microwave." He nodded to himself.
For good measure, to make sure all the popcorn would stay inside, he covered the bowl with aluminum foil, and then put it in the microwave.
"Wait, there's no time." He mumbled, looking at the settings. "Better safe than sorry, right?"
So he set a timer for forty minutes. That had to be enough, right? Well, if it wasn't, he could always put in more time. He didn't think anything else would happen.
"Alright, I'm on a roll! What else?" He asked himself.
Maybe he could make some boiled eggs. Then he could complete the types of food (even he knew those weren't all the types of food).
"Ok, so first step, boiling water." He grabbed a sauce pan and a crystal bottle, and poured it all in.
Then, he turned on the stove. Yeah, he just had to warm it up until he was boiling. Then, put the eggs in, and wait for ten minutes.
But after two minutes of it not doing anything, he started questioning if he was doing it correctly.
"Maybe I had to heat it up differently...?" He asked himself.
He decided that must be it, obviously. So he searched for a lighter.
He found a metal one next to the fridge. Perfect! He was doing so well at this cooking thing.
He lit up the lighter, and literally dipped it in the water, thinking at most, it would heat up the water and then turn off.
He wasn't expecting for the whole pan to catch on fire in just a second.
"What the fuck?!" Sendou jumped back, watching the flame get bigger. "Oh, that's not good. Water isn't supposed to do that!"
He looked at the bottle he had used, and felt his soul leaving his body.
Because that wasn't a water bottle. It was actually alcohol. Special alcohol used for flambé-ing things.
He didn't know what that word meant, but the smoke was flowing through the kitchen.
"Water! Water should work!" He decided.
But the water was next to the chicken. As soon as Sendou's hands got near, that also caught fire, lighting up his wrist and forearm.
"FUCK!" He blew on it, and the fire went out, but his skin looked... oh. Not good.
Well, two out of three things were on fire. That didn't speak well for him, did it?
And because life loved playing pranks on him, at that moment, a big explosion sounded.
Sendou turned around, only to find the microwave had literally exploded, and it was also on fire. Because of course it was.
He had to find a solution for this. And fast. Rin couldn't find out about this little accident-
"What the fuck is going on here?" Oh shit.
Rin was standing by the door, looking at the mess that was the kitchen with awe.
"It's not what it looks like?" Sendou tried but Rin just deadpanned. "Well, maybe it is."
Rin pointed at the stove. "Is that water? Did you just fucking burn water?" He sounded honestly impressed.
Rin disappeared for a second, and reappeared with a bucket of water he threw on tye water part.
"Electric fires shouldn't be put out with water." Rin murmured to himself.
They had to dial the fire department, and explain why two kids (16 and 14) were alone, in a house, and started a fire.
At Sendou's explanation, the firefighter team laughed for a solid two minutes. What the fuck?!
They put out the kitchen fire fast. It only took maybe ten minutes, taking in account the fact that it was still only the kitchen.
By the time they went away, the kitchen was nothing more than a black mass of whatever, ashes, and a metal bowl half melted.
"You." Rin pointed an accusatory finger at Sendou. "Are never stepping foot in a kitchen unsupervised again."
"It was only a small accident." Sendou defended himself.
"You set water on fire!"
"Technically, it wasn't water." That was the wrong thing to say.
"You put metal in the microwave!" Rin yelled.
Sendou paused. "Is that forbidden?" He asked then.
"Oh, my gods." Rin facepalmed. He was not paid enough for this. "Never cook again, Sendou. Please."
"You're no fun..."
...
There was once, during blue lock. In the NEL, when Sendou got bored of the cafeteria food.
He asked Ego to lend him a kitchen, promising him not to make a mess.
Ego, unaware of Sendou's past with food and kitchens, agreed, thinking nothing bad would happen.
So Sendou tried to make french toast. He didn't remember the ingredients, but he wss sure there was water.
He poured water from the fridge in a bowl, and poured something in it.
Before he could continue, noise was heard from outside, and the door flew open.
"Someone get him away!" Yelled Rin.
Next to him, all of PXG, Ubers and Bastard Munchen watched the scene with confusion.
"I'm making something simple." Sendou said.
"You're banned from the kitchen! Don't you remember?!" Rin shot back.
No one knew what to do, seeing only typical Rin being mad at something. Only, he wasn't normally mad at Sendou.
They all heard something explode, and looked behind Sendou. The bowl he had, was on fire.
"What were you cooking?!" Barou asked, horrified at the sight.
"Huh? Oh! That was water." He said. "To make French toast."
"French toast doesn't use water!" Someone screamed.
After that incident, no one ever let Sendou touch uncooked food again. It became a real rule in blue lock.
"Whoever let's Shuuto Sendou cook will be locked off"
Sendou wouldn't touch any kitchen utensils ever again, since he could start a fire with anything.
And that ability would only be useful in one instance of his life.