Carbon Kiwi
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Post by Carbon Kiwi on May 29, 2011 7:14:03 GMT 10
Title: Cooking [3] Rating: PG Word Count: 216 Paring: Circlecest Round/Fight: 4/A Warnings: Summary: Maybe they’ll learn, someday. / I half hope not. Notes: This may be because I can't cook. Maybe.
Daja busied herself with cooking the meat as Sandry and Briar bickered over the bread. Daja was most trusted with meat chores, for she could tell when the heat had reached it thoroughly enough to be entirely cooked. She laughed to herself as she worked; she wondered how much of her friends’ bickering was merely because they had missed each other.
Tris hovered behind her. “Is there something I can help with?”
“The vegetables haven’t been cut,” Daja answered as she noticed them to her left. “I don’t know what the bicker-bodies intended, but I think we should stir-fry them.”
“As long as you do it.” Tris arranged the vegetables and retrieved the knife. “You’re the only one who can stand close enough, most of the time.”
They smiled to each other as they worked, occasionally chuckling over a comment from Sandry or Briar. By the time the vegetables were cut and the meat was well underway with its heating, Tris and Daja were not surprised to turn and find the two others kissing.
I’m glad you brought me inside, Daja sent to Tris. Her dark eyes were bright with amusement. They may have burned the house down.
Tris cut them a glance and shook her head, grinning. Maybe they’ll learn, someday.
I half hope not.
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