twenty-eighth

[siebter]

[ Dictated, as usual. He sounds very happy! ]

Guess what? I made myself lunch today, and I didn't even have to wish for it!

[ There's a bit of a pause as he...well, tries it. And then he doesn't really sound as happy. ]

...I don't think I did a very good job. I guess I'll try again.

[ And he will be in the kitchen. Trying that again. ]

Comments

[ardor]

[Someone else is sitting at the kitchen table, eating lunch! She'll watch him for a bit.]

[siebter]

[ This time, he will avoid putting maple syrup on a turkey sandwich. Though he's holding a jar of salsa instead... ]

[ardor]

Uh...

[She sees this and can;t help but make a noise.]

[siebter]

Huh?

Oh, hello!

[ Pauses....thankfully. ]

[ardor]

Do you... like salsa on your meat?

[siebter]

Huh? Is that what this is?

[ardor]

[Emil should hear the scrape of the chair against the floor as she pushes it back and stands to walk over to him.]

You can't tell?

[siebter]

Not really...I thought I could, but I guess not.

[ He doesn't sound all that upset about it, actually. ]

[ardor]

[And now she notices! Gotcha, dude. Gotcha.]

Why not taste a little before putting it on? That might help you identify things.

[siebter]

I didn't want to do that, because other people use it too...

[ardor]

Pour a bit on your finger or on a spoon, and go from there. There are ways to keep it clean.

Anyway, what were you looking for this time?

[dictated]

[songofthefoolish]

Do you truly think that's something to be proud of?

[siebter]

Oh, that is a good idea!

I was trying to find mustard.

[dictated]

[siebter]

Well, yeah. I never made food for myself before.

[ardor]

Want me to grab it?

[siebter]

Could you?

[dictated]

[songofthefoolish]

And you shouldn't have to! Why would you put such an unimportant burden on yourself?

[dictated]

[siebter]

Because I wanted to try to do it for myself.

But I didn't do a very good job.

[dictated]

[songofthefoolish]

Then it wasn't meant to be. You shouldn't waste your time in the kitchen any longer.

[dictated]

[siebter]

That's okay, I'll just try again!

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[whitecovered]

[............Emil no. He commends his self-sufficient desire and attitude but. Well.

Weiss doesn't like being compared to a cookbook, but he figures this would actually be one of the times he has to actually act like one. If only for the sake of Emil's health.]

...My goodness.

action;

[siebter]

Hi, Weiss! What are you doing here?

action;

[whitecovered]

Merely passing through.

[Okay really, checking up on Emil to make sure he hasn't gotten himself into any trouble. Doot dee doo.]

I must commend your strides toward self-sufficiency.

action;

[siebter]

Wow, I didn't know you liked going to the kitchen!

[ He'd be flattered if he knew. ]

Hehe, I just wanted to try doing this.

action;

[whitecovered]

Simply because I cannot taste cooking does not mean I cannot appreciate such cuisine nonetheless.

[Emil he wants to prevent you from becoming another Yonah when it comes to cooking, okay. It's for the good of everyone.]

And what is it exactly you are trying to make? Do you have a specific dish in mind?