Fandom: DC's Legends of Tomorrow
Rating: General Audience
Pairings/Characters: Sara Lance/Leonard Snart
Summary: gawkydoteficus prompted: FLUFFY PROMPT FLUFFY PROMPT FOR CC: Sara will forget to eat when she trains to Len starts leaving little snacks for her in her room/around the ship/in the training area?
Timeline: sometime during season one
Word Count: Overall: 4,186, This Chapter: 1,387
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership over these characters. I am merely borrowing them from Berlanti Productions, DC Entertainment, and Warner Bros. Television.
Betas: Thank you to angelskuuipo and shanachie_quill for looking this over for me.
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Chapter Two: Preparations
"You do realize that I can make the entire meal and not just the ingredients," Gideon said as Leonard removed a third type of cheese from the food replicator in the galley.
"Yes, I do," Leonard said, "but that would defeat the purpose of me cooking dinner. We have an oven; I may as well make use of it."
"As you wish," Gideon responded, sounding almost disappointed.
"Tell ya what," Leonard said, leaning back against the counter and looking towards the ceiling, "I'll make the main course, but you can make a mixed salad, enough for two people."
"And for dessert?" Gideon prompted.
Leonard smirked. "Go ahead and make Sara's favorite."
"Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough ice cream it is," Gideon announced.
"Oh, and Gideon," Leonard added. "Don't tell Sara what we're making."
"She will not hear it from me," Gideon said.
Collecting the ingredients, Leonard set about putting together one of the few dishes he was confident making.
While Leonard was busy in the galley, Mick was rounding up the rest of the crew that wasn't Leonard or Sara.
Actually, Gideon told everyone to meet on the main deck and Mick was waiting for them there.
"Here's the deal," Mick said, cutting to the chase once everyone was gathered. "Everyone is to stay out of the kitchen for the rest of the night."
"You can't just take over the galley," Rip protested. "The rest of us need to eat as well."
"Not for me. I'm just passing the message along," Mick said.
"Wait, where are Sara and Snart?" Kendra asked, looking around.
Jax bounced on his toes, grinning. "Is this a date?"
"I did not hear that word used, but yes, they are having dinner tonight," Mick admitted. "Which is why we are not going to disturb them."
"Good for them, but what about our dinner?" Ray asked.
"Gideon'll make some pizzas and I will bring them up here for us," Mick announced. "That gonna be a problem for anyone?"
When no one else objected, Mick headed back to the galley to see if Leonard needed help with anything, and to play bouncer if necessary.
After Mick left them, Kendra headed to Sara's room. She paused outside the open door and knocked on the frame.
Sara poked her head out of her en suite bathroom and grinned at Kendra. "Hey, what are you doing here? I was just about to jump in the shower."
"A girl can't just drop by?" Kendra asked, smiling knowingly.
"You've never dropped by before," Sara pointed out.
"I heard a rumor that you have a date tonight," Kendra said, full out grinning.
Sara would deny it later, but she blushed as she asked, "Where did you hear that?"
"Mick announced it to everyone," Kendra said.
Sara groaned. "Seriously? He told everyone?"
"Mm-hmm," Kendra acknowledged, trying not to laugh at Sara's discomfort. "Apparently we're all banned from the galley tonight."
Sara moved to sit on her bed and buried her face in her hands. "It's not that I wanted to keep it a secret, but I wasn't exactly expecting Mick to announce to the world that Leonard and I were having dinner tonight. I mean, what if it all goes horribly wrong and one of us has to leave the team?"
Kendra joined Sara on the bed, turning to face her. "And what if it doesn't? What if he's your Carter?"
Sara turned to look at the other woman, noting the look of sadness mixed with hope on her face. "You really miss him, don't you?"
"I do," Kendra agreed. "I'd only just remembered how much I loved him when he was killed." She shook her head and wiped her eyes. "But we're not talking about my lost love; we're talking about you finding it."
"I wouldn't go that far," Sara said, practically jumping off the bed. "I mean, I like him, a lot. More than a lot, but we're not anywhere close to lo-- that."
Standing, Kendra said, "Sorry, didn't mean to freak you out. Just stopped by to see if you needed any help getting ready for your date."
She started to leave, but Sara's voice stopped her. "What kind of help?"
Kendra smiled as she turned around. "What are you planning on wearing?"
"I don't know, clothes?" Sara said. "Hadn't really thought about it yet."
"Do you even own a dress?" Kendra asked, eyeing Sara's sweats and tee-shirt critically.
"I'm not wearing a dress for dinner on the ship," Sara said, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Let me see your closet," Kendra insisted.
With a roll of her eyes, Sara opened a panel in the wall to reveal her clothes.
As she began to sift through the clothes, Kendra asked, "Where are those awesome skinny black pants you have?"
Sara reached past Kendra and pulled out said pants.
"Ooh, what's this? I haven't seen this before," Kendra said, extracting a gold sleeveless top.
"It's new," Sara admitted. "Gideon just made it a couple of days ago. I haven't had a chance to wear it yet."
"You're wearing that tonight with those pants," Kendra said. She tilted her head and then added, "And your hair down."
Sara laughed, "Oh, am I?"
"You're going to knock his socks off," Kendra insisted.
"I feel kind of silly dressing up. I haven't been on an actual date since before I got on the Gambit," Sara admitted. "It's not like Nyssa and I could go out on dates, we were just suddenly together. Same with Ollie. I guess I kinda assumed that's how it would be with Snart, too, if we ever got that far. I doubt he's gonna dress up tonight."
"If that's all you're worried about, just leave it to me," Kendra said.
Sara's eyes widened in fear. "Don't tell him what I just said," she pleaded.
"Of course not," Kendra said. "I'll just remind him that he made this a date so he should dress appropriately for it."
"What makes you think he'll listen to you?" Sara asked.
"I'll just threaten to send Ray to help if he doesn't," Kendra said, smiling sweetly.
"You're evil," Sara said appreciatively. "I like it."
"I'd better let you get ready," Kendra said. "Have fun tonight."
"Thank you for stopping by," Sara said, pulling Kendra in for an impulsive hug. "It was almost like having my sister here."
"Anytime," Kendra said, returning the hug.
True to her word, Kendra went straight from Sara's room to the galley.
"Can't go in there," Mick said from where he was lounging against the doorway.
"Just need a quick word with Leonard," Kendra said. "Not gonna stay."
Mick just glared at her.
"Let her in, Mick," Leonard called out.
Kendra smirked as she walked past him into the room.
"What do you want?" Leonard asked, stirring something in a pot on the stove. "Kinda busy here."
"Just stopped by to see what you're wearing tonight," Kendra said.
Leonard stopped what he was doing to turn and look at her, mouth agape. "You want to know what I'm wearing? I'm wearing this," he said, gesturing to his usual black pants, black sweater, and black jacket.
Kendra sighed. "That's what I was afraid of. Do you even own anything else?"
"Why?" Leonard asked, narrowing his eyes.
Kendra sighed. "Because I just came from Sara's room and convinced her to dress up a bit for tonight, but why should she bother if you're not going to make any effort?"
That got Leonard's attention. "Sara's dressing up?"
"This is a date, yes?" Kendra asked. "That is traditionally what one does for a date, they dress up."
"What do you suggest?" Leonard asked hesitantly, eyes narrowed.
"Do you trust me?" Kendra countered. Leonard simply glared at her. "When it comes to clothes, do you trust me?"
"I suppose," Leonard slowly agreed.
"I'll have Gideon fabricate something for you in your size. All black, I promise," Kendra said. "I'll leave it in your room. Just promise me that you'll put it on before dinner."
"All right, fine. I'll take a look at what you make and if it's to my liking, I'll wear it. Happy?" Leonard grumbled.
"Yes I am, and Sara will be too," Kendra said, practically skipping to the fabrication room. She knew just what she was going to have made for him.
Chapter Three: The Main Event