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[ The castle kitchen is probably Genis' favorite place to be, besides out. He's always been a natural chef, and honing his abilities never proved to be a boring pass-time. Right now, he's working on some potato salad- a dish he hasn't mastered yet, but he is most certainly working on it! He's currently dicing said potatoes into neat cubes, intending to cook them and spice them as he does so.

He's not really a great singer, but he hums contentedly to himself as he assembles all the rest of the ingredients, grabbing a whole lot of things to give this dish the zing it needs.

He's hardly read up on what was happening in the castle- so feel free to surprise him with a kiss! ]

(( ooc: Kissmas time! Chaste is the limit here, as he's a little kid, but feel free to pop in! ))

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[Martel hears singing in the kitchen, and senses a mana signature, so she pokes her head in to see Genis making something to eat, and walks over, hoping she doesn't startle him too much.] Ah, hello, Genis! What are you making?

[ He tilts his head back for a moment, admittedly still a little star-struck (one couldn't simply forget all about how someone was once revered as a Goddess), but he gave her a warm smile. ]

Hi, Martel!

I'm trying to improve my potato salad. Do you like potato salad?

[ Maybe he could have her taste-test it. ]

I've never had but I'm always willing to try something new. [She smiles and leans on the counter, watching him.]

[ He seems pretty concentrated on his preparation, starting to rip some dark lettuce leaves, into small pieces. ]

I hope you'll like it, then! I'm trying out some new spices since it didn't come out as good as I wanted it to last time.

[ He doesn't notice the nutcracker hanging out next to the microwave... but he's too focused on his cooking right now to take a good look at Martel. ]

Oh, I'm sure it will be fine. You seem like a good cook.

[Martel doesn't notice the nutcracker either, but she does notice how cute Genis is when he's concentrating. Maybe this was what it was like to have a little brother...]

[ He grins, stopping a moment to glance at her. ]

Yeah!... I'm pretty good...

[ His sentence trailed off a little as he flushed. Martel was always pretty, but never a kind of pretty that made Genis stop in his tracks... but he quickly moved back to the lettuce ripping, dropping each piece into a big bowl to mix with the cooked potatoes and the rest after. He kept sneaking glances at her though as he talked. ]

My older sister's never really been too good- she likes to try and come up with new flavors... but they're not the good kind.

The Professor? Is that why nobody let her cook on the expedition? [She hadn't really thought about it, but then again... And she's leaning closer to Genis to watch him.]

[Sheena knows that humming. She had heard it quite a few times when they were traveling and it was Genis' turn to cook. She never did quite figure out if he had learned to cook because of Raine's ability, or if it's a natural talent.

Popping her head into the kitchen, she smiles.]

Hi, Genis!

[ A very solid nod. ]

Yeah. The stuff she makes... can only be described as monstrous sometimes!

[ Once he's done with the lettuce, he looks to her again, finding it more difficult to get back to his cooking than ever- and his cheeks flush a little more as he smiles again. ]

So I learned how to cook pretty fast.

[ Genis gives her a little wave, a little container of spices clutched in one hand. ]

Hey, Sheena! How are you?

[ He turns back to his salad for a moment- it's mostly done, but right now he's spicing the diced potatoes before they go in to cook. ]

I'm sure she appreciates it. You cooking for her. I know I would appreciate it, if any younger brother of mine cooked for me. [And maybe it had happened, but she had no idea. She wasn't truly focusing on that, though. She was leaning in even closer to Genis' face.]

I'm doing okay. How about you?

[She wanders in, and takes a look at what's in front of him.]

What are you up to?

[ Oh god she's so close and beautiful all of a sudden- Genis feels his face go much redder than it already was, and he's moving a bit closer to her... ]

... Um... you-... you th-think so?...

I'm good! [ he replies, carefully sprinkling each potato with a pinch of spices as she wanders in. He glances to her in the middle of his progress, giving her a little grin. ]

Making potato salad. I'm trying new spices this time, since it didn't come out like I wanted it to last time... do you want to taste-test it?

I definitely think so. [They're so close right now, their faces are inches apart.]

[ And there's a strange urge to move forward...

Genis squeezes his eyes shut as he awkwardly presses his lips to Martel's, his heartbeat increasing in speed exponentially.

Good job, you're sharing a milestone in his life: Genis' first kiss. ]

[She moves forward at the same time, so that they meet halfway in a chaste kiss.

Then Martel realizes what happened and pulls away.] ...Well, then.

[ Genis' eyes are wide as he kind of stumbles back, back hitting the counter... hand instantly covering his mouth because oh my god what just happened even. ]

... uh...

[ Okay. Okay he can totally do this. Don't freak out Genis... don't freak out...

His head is spinning.

Why did that even happen? Why did he kiss her!? ]

Um... er... I'm really sorry...!

[ Kind of muffled because he's still covering his mouth. Overreacting? Definitely. But he is 12... and first kisses are kind of Very Important Things, that are only done with Very Important People. ]

[ ...

And it takes a few more seconds to realize that he just kissed Mithos' sister.

... Just freaking out a tiny bit. ]

[She returns his smile with one of her own.]

It didn't? [She's surprised. Genis is a pretty decent cook. As a result, she has no qualms about being his test subject.]

Sure! I'd love to! Is there anything I can do to help, though?

...Genis? It's all right. It's because of the nutcrackers, so there's no hard feelings.

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...Genis? It's all right. It's because of the nutcrackers, so there's no hard feelings. <I.[Unless...]</i> Oh dear, that wasn't your first kiss, was it?

Nah- I mean, it was passable, but it didn't have the right taste to it. [ Although at the offer for help, he hesitates for a moment before asking. ]

Do you think you could grab a bit of olive oil and an onion for me?

[ At the question, he kind of tenses up, hunching his shoulders. ]

Uh-... um...

Y-yeah... it was...

...Oh. I'm sorry! I didn't know... [Oh dear. How do you fix this?]

Sure. [She starts rummaging through the cabinets, looking for the oil.]

What kind of taste were you going for?

[ He's still trying to gather that this is from the nutcrackers, but he's too busy focusing on the fact that this is his first kiss and it was with Martel. ]

It's... uh, it's fine... I guess?

[ He doesn't want to be hostile to her because of that. He's just still in a weird place. It doesn't help that the nutcracker is still there...

He doesn't know where it is though, turning his head this way and that. ]

Where do you think that nutcracker is?...

[ At least if he could incinerate it or something equally as painful... ]

Thanks. [ He's going to start dropping these cubed potatoes into a frying pan- he's not too good with these new-fangled gadgets, but he's played with the stove a bit and it seems to produce enough fire for him to cook things on. There were way too many controls and knobs and dials, but he just had to experiment. ]

I just don't think it fit the ingredients, really. It was a bit too sweet, but it should be salty to complement the potatoes...

[ Oh, what was that nutcracker doing, far back hidden behind some things on the counter? ]

[She turns around entirely, looking around the kitchen until she spots it on a high wall shelf.] Right there.

[ He glares at that nutcracker... how the heck is he supposed to reach that thing?

So he climbs onto the counter, reaching for it. ]

Gh-! Almost... got it...

[Martel sighs, shaking her head and pulls out her pink wings, flying and touching the counter with one foot before springing up, grabbing the nutcracker and landing back on the counter.]

There, that wasn't so hard.

[ Woah.

Genis' eyes widen, and he watches as she manages to grab it. Right... he feels a little embarrassed. ]

Ah. Thanks... should we burn it or throw it away?

[ He's still a little embarrassed by his kiss with her, and the nutcracker's presence is kind of making him feel like it wasn't such a bad thing, after all... he would probably feel the full weight of it all once it was gone. ]

You're welcome. [Sheena knows exactly what he's talking about; she's used to stoves that take wood--not these magical things--so she had done a little testing of her own. However, she'll only advise him if needed. And right now, it looks like he doesn't need it.

The oil, though, is another story, and she grins when she finds it.]

A-ha! Gotcha! Now for the onion.

[She hands him the oil and starts looking for an onion, which once found, will find its way towards where the nutcracker is hiding thanks to its shape and Sheena's misjudging the toss she gives it.]

Whoops.

Ah...you can use fire magic? [Sorry, she has no idea what kind of magic you know, Genis, even if it's obvious you can use magic.]

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