Three Noodles {Dictated; Action}

[pastina]

Ne, ne! Is anyone hungry?

[There is the distinct sound of water boiling and pot lids being set down in the background - and if you listen carefully, it sounds like there's quite a lot of it going on. What could this little guy be up to?]

Ve, I thought all the ghost people were really scary at first, but then I watched them for a while, and they're not actually scary at all! They're nice because they do lots of cleaning for us and I don't have to! That's the very best thing, don't you think? [He's just so happy to get out of servitude.] So I asked them as nice as I could if they could help me make a big lunch! Though it kinda got too big...so, um, if you like pasta, you should come to the kitchen and eat some with me! Especially if you're a friend! But I promise not to turn anyone away if they are hungry!

[If you choose to accept this impromptu invitation, you will find the kitchen still very much abuzz with activity. The ghosts have taken the kid's request to heart, and have just finished laying out a veritable pasta buffet with noodles and sauces of any combination you can think of, if it's Italian, on a long table that hadn't been there before. Your little host isn't eating just yet - he's struggling to set every place as neatly as he can, which really isn't neat, and his apron and outfit are covered in sauce stains.

What are you waiting for? Come on and dig in!]

Comments

[indirectcause]

[Ben will never turn down food if it's offered. Well, so long as it isn't a hard to discern meat product, anyway. Plus this kid is okay, pretty harmless in his book.

So he'll wander though into the kitchen, whistling at the giant pile of food collected there]

Wow. You weren't kidding.

[pastina]

[Italy looks over his shoulder - oh it's Ben! From the second castle! How wonderful! His face brightens.]

Of course not! This is pasta we're talking about. Nobody jokes about pasta.

[indirectcause]

Never knew it was so serious.

[But hey, it's still free food, so he'll take a bowl]

Why'd you let it get so big anyway?

[pastina]

[He shrugs.]

I just asked the ghosts to help me make a big pasta lunch. They did all the rest and it just got so fun that there was lots of food before I knew it!

[indirectcause]

So you didn't purposefully go overboard with it all?

[pastina]

Nnnnope!

[He certainly doesn't seem to have a problem with it though.]

[indirectcause]

Well, it's good of you to offer food to everyone, anyway. It's really appreciated.

[pastina]

Well, it's better to share the things you love with everyone when you have lots of it, right?

[Action]

[ofthursday]

[Castiel has had a little time now to get used to having to eat, but he's still in the process of figuring out what he likes. He's had pasta on occasion, but he doesn't know much about what types of food exist and therefore he doesn't always have any idea what to try, so at the invitation he decides it's worth checking out.

He wanders into the kitchen, stepping aside as a ghost bustles past, looking over the selection in fascination. That... Is a lot of choices.]

[Action]

[pastina]

[And you are welcome to try them all! Even this little guy couldn't eat everything that's been made by himself.

He hasn't noticed Castiel yet, still a little preoccupied with setting another place at the table. There has probably never been such a kid as concentrated on folding napkins - and yet doing so very sloppily - as Italy.]

[Action]

[ofthursday]

[His appetite comes and goes, swinging from the 'can eat an entire buffet himself' that a lot of grown men have to a complete distaste for anything and everything, but at the moment it's sitting somewhere in the middle. He probably won't try everything, but he'll certainly partake in a selection.

He drifts closer to the table to peer at some of the dishes, glancing over several and wondering who set this all up before he catches sight of Italy. He can't speak and writing a note to try to catch Italy's attention would be awkward even for him, so instead he just steps a little closer to pick up and refold one of the messy napkins. It's only partially to make his presence known, and the other part because he likes things orderly.]

[Action]

[pastina]

[Italy catches the moving napkin out of the corner of his eye, and he looks up at Castiel with a curious expression.]

Oh...hello! Ve, are you here to have pasta?

[Action]

[ofthursday]

[He nods, just a little hesitantly, because it does sound a bit ridiculous put that way.]

[Action]

[pastina]

[Not too talkative huh? That's okay, Italy could talk enough for ten people. He beams at the nod.]

Oh, good! That's wonderful! Please help yourself, mister!

[Action]

[ofthursday]

[Well, that's encouraging, and Castiel scribbles a quick note on the notepad he carries in his jacket pocket.]

Did you make all of this?

[Action]

[pastina]

[Hm? A note? Hold on, give Italy a minute to read it...aaaand, there.]

Me? Oh, no, I got a lot of help from the nice ghosts! I can cook by myself, but I can't do anything like this all alone yet.

[sugarwaffo]

[Sugar is almost always hungry. The curse of being a growing snow fairy. So she visits the kitchen regularly.

This time though, she flies into the kitchen only to stumble upon a veritable feast.]

Wow~! Those smell really yummy!

[pastina]

[Italy perks up immediately at the compliment.] Ve, thank you, we all worked really hard and-

[He pauses as he looks around...Sugar's tiny, so he doesn't spot her right away, and he tilts his head.] Huh? Is there nobody else in here...?

[sugarwaffo]

[Smiling with good humor, Sugar flies a little closer.] Of course there is, silly! I'm right over here!

1/2

[pastina]

[The voice is closer! Italy turns-]

2/2

[pastina]

[- and OH DEAR GOD WHAT IS THIS TINY FLYING PERSON]

UWAAAH!!!

1/2

[sugarwaffo]

[Sugar doesn't realize what he's screaming at, and thus assumes there is something scary behind her. Cue her quickly flying behind one of the larger pasta bowls for cover.]

WAAAAAAAHHHH!

2/2

[sugarwaffo]

[She goes silent. Then a tiny voice.]

What is it? Is it gone now?

[pastina]

[If anything, the screaming makes him scream louder until Sugar disappears from his line of sight. He looks around when she whispers.]

Ve...yes, I think so...

[sugarwaffo]

[Relieved, Sugar pokes her head out from behind the bowl.]

Whew, thank goodness! For a second there, I thought I'd have to put off eating this yummy food.