Carbon Kiwi
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Post by Carbon Kiwi on May 29, 2011 7:12:33 GMT 10
Title: Cooking [2] Rating: G Word Count: 167 Paring: Circlecest Round/Fight: 4/A Warnings: Summary: “You’ll stab our dinner!” Notes: This may be because I can't cook. Maybe.
Sandry and Briar were bickering in the Cheeseman House kitchen when Daja and Tris entered the area.
“Honestly, if you come back from Irod with all these silly ideas in your mind, how am I supposed to cook you anything?” Sandry huffed. She poked at the hearth fire with the metal rod.
Briar grabbed it. “You’ll stab our dinner!”
“What, are you worried it isn’t already dead?” Sandry bumped her hip against his; he bumped back.
“Since it’s cornbread, no, I’m not particularly worried.”
Tris squeezed Daja’s hand and pulled the woman down to her height, where she whispered, “I may have brought you as much for company as for fire mastery.”
Daja grinned and inspected the ashes with her mind. She could feel the cornbread wrapped within the ashes, as some cultures did to cook the bread. “Do you two need some help?” she inquired, innocent and light.
Jade green and cornflower blue eyes fixed on her. “No!” their owners spoke at once.
Daja just laughed.
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