Macaroni and Cheese: A Creamy Pasta Dish Drenched in Melted Cheese, Often Topped with Breadcrumbs- It's Never That Easy

Macaroni and Cheese: A Creamy Pasta Dish Drenched in Melted Cheese, Often Topped with Breadcrumbs — It’s Never That Easy

BoomFuzzy stood in the centre of the kitchen, his small form bustling with energy. A seasoned chef, owner of several 5 star restaurants, he moved with confidence, flipping a wooden spoon in his hand as he stirred the bubbling pot of macaroni and cheese. The air was thick with the rich aroma of melting cheese and spices, a meal worthy of a king, and he was that king.

BoomFuzzy loved food.

BoomFuzzy loved to eat, as his big round belly could attest to.

BoomFuzzy loved food more than he loved ruling his kingdom.

BoomFuzzy loved eating, almost as much as he loved Quaraun. Almost.

BoomFuzzy ran a kingdom because he had to. There was literally no one else to do it. If there had been, he’d have abandoned his kingdom entirely, and devoted 100% of his time to cooking.

And lusting over Quaraun’s ass.

He stirred the bubbling cheese sauce with intense focus, the warmth of the dish filling the room, but his thoughts kept wandering. As his wooden spoon circled the pot, he couldn’t help but imagine how delicious Quaraun’s perfectly sculpted bottom would be… slathered in this cheese sauce.

BoomFuzzy stopped stirring the bubbling melted cheese, while trying to decide what per cent of his time he would devote to Quaraun’s ass verses what per cent of time he would devote to cooking, if Quaraun’s ass and cooking food were the only two things he had to dedicate his life to.

“Dude!” GhoulSpawn yelled, breaking BoomFuzzy out of his lustful thoughts. “You’re like, totally burning the cheese, man!”

BoomFuzzy quickly pulled the pot off the burner, scowling.

“Damnit! Quaraun’s fucking arse made me burn me cheese sauce. Now I have to start over.”

Quaraun, who had been seated at the table, a slight frown on his face as he adjusted the silver chains that connected his ear to his nose, blinked in confusion.

“What did I do?”

“Ya went and grew yerself a nice arse,” BoomFuzzy snapped, throwing a glare toward Quaraun.

“I was not even over there!” Quaraun exclaimed, confused by the accusation. “What are you talking about?”

GhoulSpawn plopped down at the table beside Quaraun, grinning.

“He was daydreaming about your butt instead of stirring constantly and destroyed the molecular structure of the cheese.”

Quaraun’s blue eyes narrowed slightly as he glanced at BoomFuzzy, clearly unimpressed by the situation.

“Is it my fault if I have a perfectly sculpted bottom?” he said, straightening up slightly in his seat. “I cannot help what nature hath bestowed upon me.”

“Aye. And nature hath cursed me with yer perfect arse.” BoomFuzzy let out a frustrated grunt, rubbing his face with his hand. “And now I must pay the price in burnt cheese!”

“Well,” GhoulSpawn snorted. “Maybe next time, BoomFuzzy can keep his mind on the sauce, and not Quaraun’s ‘gift from nature.’”

“Aye, next time… next time,” BoomFuzzy growled, but his voice softened as he caught Quaraun’s gaze. “I’ll keep me focus on the food. But this time… yer arse is just too much, Quaraun.”

“I would say you should get back to work.” Quaraun gave a dry smile, his voice cool but affectionate. “But I suppose there is no need if you are just going to keep burning it.”

“Shut it, Love,” BoomFuzzy muttered, his attention back on the pot as he tried again, determined to get it right this time. “I’ll have it perfect… perfect, I tell ya. Just like ya arse.”

Quaraun, with a chuckle in his voice, shook his head and leaned back in his chair, his long silvery hair swishing behind him.

“Just make sure the next one does not burn. I am still quite hungry.”

“Ha, I’ll get it right this time,” BoomFuzzy said, his voice filled with determination. “And when I do, ya’ll be eating the best damn macaroni and cheese ya’ve ever had.”

“And what will you be doing?”

“Calculating how much cheese and pasta I’ll need to fill the bathtub.”

“Bathtub?”

“I want to bathe ya in cheese.”

Quaraun, seated at the table with a slight frown, carefully adjusted the silver chains that hung from his ear to his nose. His long, silvery hair swayed gently as he fidgeted with the delicate links, listening to the sounds of BoomFuzzy’s skilful movements.

“Macaroni… and cheese,” Quaraun muttered softly to himself, as his blue eyes followed his husband’s every move.

BoomFuzzy, for his part, was utterly in his element. His short stature nothing but a blur of motion as he moved from counter to stovetop to table. The pot was nearing perfection, the sauce thick and creamy, and he hummed to himself as he worked, a smile creeping across his face.

Quaraun, watching with distant eyes, could not help but feel the pride swell in his chest. He was married to this tiny, powerful creature who could turn any meal into a masterpiece.

“Unicorn,” Quaraun said with a small but affectionate smile. “You are an artist.”

BoomFuzzy paused, glancing over at him.

“Aye, Love. Aye, that I am,” he said with a grin, tapping the spoon on the edge of the pot. “But yer no’ gettin’ away with just compliments today. Ya’ll have a taste o’ this, even if ya have to sit there lookin’ pretty while I do all the work.”

Quaraun chuckled softly, the sound gentle as he twiddled with his silver chains. He was content. There was no other way to describe it. Despite the endless struggles they had faced, the dangers outside their lighthouse home, and the endless threat of a world that had long since turned savage, moments like these made it all seem just a little bit brighter.

“Comforting,” Quaraun purred under his breath. “Yes… macaroni…cheese… comforting. That is what it is. Yes, so comforting.”

BoomFuzzy snorted, a grin still wide on his face.

“Aye, Love. That’s what food is for. Comfort. And a bit o’ joy in a bleak world like this.”

“You two make a great team,” GhoulSpawn said. “BoomFuzzy does the cooking, and Quaraun does… well, whatever it is you do.”

Quaraun turned his head, blinking at GhoulSpawn in his usual manner.

“Ah… yes. Whatever it is I do…” His gaze shifted toward BoomFuzzy, and then back again, the words slipping out slowly, as they often did. “I do… what I can. It is not… much. Not with this lame leg, and my crippled hands, and me spending 90% of each year pregnant. And apparently sitting here crippled all day long helps me grow a perfectly sculpted ass worthy of being slathered in melted cheese.”

“Yeah,” GhoulSpawn said. “If you don’t want to spend 90% of every year pregnant you should probably stop sitting there letting that chair sculpt your buttocks.”

BoomFuzzy chuckled softly, his eyes twinkling with fondness as he placed the final touches on the dish.

“It’s enough, Love. Ya’re more than enough. Now, enough o’ that.” He lifted a spoonful of macaroni and cheese from the pot, offering it to Quaraun. “Here. Get some o’ this in ya. A meal fit for a king. Made by a king.”

Quaraun allowed his lips to curl into a smile, then accepted the spoonful from his husband. The creamy warmth of the cheese wrapped around his senses, and for a moment, he forgot about the harsh world outside.

It was all doom & gloom.

Gloom & doom.

But not now. Not here. Not with this.

“Comforting,” Quaraun repeated softly, his voice filled with a rare contentment.

And for once, just once, the weight of everything outside felt a little lighter.

The Pink Necromancer, Moon Elf silk weaver & merchant: Quaraun on Noodle Beach. His master chef Phooka turned Lich husband: BoomFuzzy with his 1968 VW Bus Beach Noodle Food Truck. And their on again/off again mad scientist Sheep Demon lover: GhoulSpawn with his 1974 AMC Gremlin time machine. Time Travel setting swings back and forth between 40th century Maine after a comet hit the moon decimating the planet, and the 1970s, Maine. Quaraun in the main character, he and BoomFuzzy are a married gay couple. GhoulSpawn is their shared live-in lover. Art by Wendy Christine Allen.

BoomFuzzy King Gwallmaiic aka BoomFuzzy the Unicorn: Quaraun's husband, BoomFuzzy aka King Gwallmaiic, a Scottish Phooka, who is King of The UnSeelie Court. Quaraun is his court mage and advisor, as well as the only Elf in The UnSeelie Court. BoomFuzzy is a "classic fantasy type" Necromancer who uses sorcery to raise the dead. Being a Faerie he is also an illusionist and master of trickster magic. By profession, he is a Master Chef, owning the global monopoly on restaurants, taverns, pubs, and food trucks. Until his death, BoomFuzzy was regarded as the world's most powerful wizard. He is now a Lich. BoomFuzzy is also half-Human. His mother was a Mongolian/Chinese Human, which is why he wears distinctively Asian outfits, along with a great kilt worn as a cape. Known as BoomFuzzy the Unicorn, he often takes the form of a purple Unicorn. BoomFuzzy's exact age is unknown, though he was well over two thousand years old at the time of his death, and Quaraun resurrected him as a Lich around 500+ years ago, making him close to 3,000 years old. In his BlackBird form he is fifteen thousand years old. Art by Wendy Christine Allen

Quaraun Quaraun the Insane aka The Pink Necromancer: The F2M transgender Persian Moon Elf main character: The Pink Necromancer, Quaraun The Insane, with BoomFuzzy the Unicorn. F2M for those unaware = Quaraun was biologically born female, but transitioned to live as a male; this is why there are stories where Quaraun is sometimes pregnant, in spite of being male and using he/him male pronouns. Quaraun is a Necromancer by the actual dictionary definition of the word, meaning he is a psychic medium who sees and hears ghosts, and uses tarot, spirit boards, and seances to communicate with the dead. By profession he is a silk weaver/tailor/silk merchant. Quaraun is an Elder God JellyFish who takes the form of an Elf to blend in with society. His 12 foot long hair is made out of venomous, stinging jellyfish tentacles. Quaraun is BoomFuzzy's apprentice and regarded as the world's most powerful still living wizard. Quaraun's exact age is unknown, but he is somewhere around 750 years old. In his SunTa form he is twelve thousand years old. The Scared Pink JellyFish that lives in him, is stated to being over two million years old. Art by Wendy Christine Allen

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Main characters: The Pink Necromancer, Quaraun (A Moon Elf) and his husband King Gwallmaiic aka BoomFuzzy aka The Elf Eater of Pepper Valley, Lich King of Fire Mountain (A Phooka/Faerie).

BoomFuzzy is King of The UnSeelie Court;

Quaraun is his Court Mage;

GhoulSpawn (not pictured) is Quaraun’s apprentice.

They are the world’s three most evil super villains, though they do not see themselves as evil. They own the world’s only functioning BioDome and thus hold the world’s monopoly on crops, food, livestock, and fabric, holding the Human population at their sadistic mercy.

These stories are told from their point of view.

 — — Art by Wendy Christine Allen

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