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[onwingsofflame]

[Alert! Alert! Kidlet in the kitchen! Looks like he's standing up on his tippy-toes trying to reach something on the counter. He's got this kind of determined expression going on, but every now and then his face turns a little sour and uncomfortable as his tummy growls.

Poor little hungry kid.]

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[crimson-asch.livejournal.com]

...[frowns, what are we going to do with you?] Want something to eat, kid?

[onwingsofflame]

[aadfgasdfa jumps just as he got his hand on something... and it slips off the counter and hits him lightly in the head. Luckily it wasn't anything sharp or heavy, just a little roll of bread, but he still grabs his forehead anyway] Waah...!

U-um...

[crimson-asch.livejournal.com]

...[kneels down, picking up the bread, and looks at him] Didn't mean to startle you. Do you want me to make something for you?

[onwingsofflame]

[:O] Big Brother can make food?

[crimson-asch.livejournal.com]

Of course.

[onwingsofflame]

Cook's not here, and I'm really, really, really hungry but there's nothing to eat...

[crimson-asch.livejournal.com]

I'm sure I can find you something to eat. Anything you want me to cook?

[onwingsofflame]

Something yummy!

[crimson-asch.livejournal.com]

Hehe, okay. [Places the bread on the counter and starts checking the cabinets for ingredients. Pot, noodles, chicken...seasoning]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Do you need help?

[onwingsofflame]

I... I'm hungry...

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

I can try to help you make something...

[onwingsofflame]

[:< confused kid is confused] Th-there's no cook...?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

No, there isn't... This is how normal people do it.

[onwingsofflame]

B-but Big Brother and me are normal people, too...

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

You're nobles, aren't you? That means you have people do things for you.

[onwingsofflame]

...we're still normal people, too...

[sacrocenere.livejournal.com]

[hand on his head]

[onwingsofflame]

[wasn't expecting that, so jumps with a little squeak, trying to cover his head] I-I'm not doing something bad, I promise...!

[sacrocenere.livejournal.com]

[absently grabs him a cookie]

[onwingsofflame]

I-it's okay to have...? Mama said I can't have sweet things unless I ate real stuffs first...

[sacrocenere.livejournal.com]

Huh? Oh. [takes it back]

[onwingsofflame]

[gonna hug around his stomach a bit] Cook's still not here, just like Big Brother... where'd everyone go?

[sacrocenere.livejournal.com]

[hands him bread and peanut butter]

[onwingsofflame]

[:O stares at it] Magic stuffs?