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[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

*so here's Asch, in the kitchen, looking over random food nutrition labels, frowning slightly at them. someone's having a bit of a mid-life crisis...*

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[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

Hm... Well, let's see if I have some cake... *goes to his magical fridge to see if there is cake*

[miasmaandfail]

Can't make cake with bigger papa? [Or, this is the worst person to have around if you're gonna try to count your calories, srsly.]

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

*augh why must the kid tempt him* I... don't think I have everything I need to make a cake. I should have some here, though... *and he pulls out a chocolate fudge cupcake*

[miasmaandfail]

Oh... [pouts, clinging to his leg still] Wanted cook with bigger papa...

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

You can help me cook dinner, if you want.

[miasmaandfail]

[:O?] Yummy dinner, too?

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

*he nods* The yummiest.

[miasmaandfail]

[sways a little, all cutesy kiddy... and then holds up his arms to him~]

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

*swoops down to pick him up*

[miasmaandfail]

[clings~]

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

Well, what do you want for dinner, Kiddo?

[miasmaandfail]

Um...

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

Hm...?

[miasmaandfail]

Um... d-dunno...

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

How about... chicken?

[miasmaandfail]

[:D] Yeah-huh!

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

Alright. *carrying him with one arm, Asch opens the freezer, now looking for the chicken*

[miasmaandfail]

[kidlet's just gonna cling all happily, he's missed hugs~]

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

*believe me, Asch missed them, too~ he grabs a bag of pre-breaded chicken legs (that he breaded himself so he knows what's in it), and places it on the counter* How many do you want, Kiddo?