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Rorrow was given a noble task. Food Prep. Now, ask anyone who knows him and they'll scream bloody murder while questioning your sanity. He smiled as he gathered everything he would need. His bag, a body pillow...for sitting when he was done of course. A few zip locks...some zip ties...

Honestly...everything in his bag was as random as the food he was about to sort. Which basically wasn't nothing more than marshmallows, gram crackers and some chocolate pieces. Rorrow paused as he realized he was pretty much making room for smores. Huh. Was the Student President planning on surprising them at the end of the week?

A big giant party to celebrate them surviving this hell?

That was a nice thought. What was even nicer was the daydream of him sharing a smore with a shadow...perhaps his love interest. Rorrow sighed dreamily. What he wouldn't give to be Arwen waiting for his Aragorn...

Rorrow realized belatedly that was really odd for a guy to think...

As Rorrow nodded in satisfaction of his work thus far. The youth proceeded to start to put them together. Recalling his childhood as he did so, Rorrow chuckled at a particular memory.

~Their parents were out working like always. Rorrow who was shorter than his twin had to stand on his tip toes to see what his brother was doing.

"Cory...we aren't allowed near the stove. Mama said---"

"Mama an't here and your hungry. I saw Granny do this last time we visited..."

There was a small moment of silence before Rorrow spoke. "You actually pay attention." it was more of a shocked statement than a question. Rorrow didn't miss his brother's flinching or the small side glare he recieved.

"Of course I pay attention. She might be batty, but she's still our Granny." Corven mumbled.

"Then why don't you ask to visit with her more?" Rorrow asked as his brother kept up with what he was doing.

"...cuz she's creepy." Corven muttered. Rorrow suspected his brother was afraid of the elderly. Sucks to be him, since they'll get old someday as well. The smaller male watched as the taller easily put the stacks in the oven and stepped back to watch. It was fun to see the slow melt. Corven took them out and carefully put them on top. Getting a step stool after closing and turning the stove off. [Remember kids. Safety first...which is why you should never do what Corven did. Always have an adult...unless your Gohan.] ~

Rorrow loved that memory for the sheer fact that he learned two things that day. One- his twin matured faster than him. Two- Their Granny taught them good things. He blinked in surprise. Oh...he must of miscounted...that or a few pieces were too big. He must of made them smaller out of habit...interesting. He had two more finished product than he thought he would. Well, that was good...