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Casey made her way carefully through the jungle-like forest twords the cafeteria. She stopped often to make sure the others were with her. Soon they came to the caffeteria. The lights were off and there it stood, idle in the darkness. She turned the handle and the door opened easily. The large room was dark. "The kitchens just ahead. What all do you think we'll need?" She whispered in a cheerful tone. She carefully walked in, her stride echoing with each step, and carefully made her way through the darkness. She made her way to the kitchen, and began fumbling against the wall. "Dang... Cant seem to find the lightswitch..." Finally her finger hit against a strange object on the wall. The lights flickered on. Casey yelped in pain, her hands covering her eyes. "Ow... That hurt." She laughed. "Silly me, staring at the lightbulb when I turned it on."

It took her a full miniute before the 'aurors' left and her eyes ajusted. The kitchen was large and well stocked. She smiled happily. She always enjoyed cooking... even if she was no good at it. She laughed, remembering countless times when she would get up as a kid and make hre parents breakfast. Even thought the toast was burnt, and the orange juice was weak her parents always at it with gratification.

Sadness filled her heart as homesickness bore heavily upon her. It didn't matter anyways. They hated her and she hated them. She hadn't spoken to them for years and there was no point dwelling on it now.

She opened several cupboard. Several were filled with dishes. Finally she came upon one filled with snack-assorted items. It was high up. She climbed atop a counter, smirking to herself. It was just like when she was a kid... She dug through the contents; throwing down a box of gramcrackers, two packages of stale jumbo-sized marshmallows, and a box of cheesenips.

She smiled in satisfaction. "I'm craving..." She sat there for a moment, trying to sort through her thoughts. "Eggs... and mabey some meat-" She stopped mid-snetance. "What the heack? Thats odd..." She pondered. She never liked eggs, and so it had been ever sence she was little. She shrugged off the feeling, and climbed down from the counter.

She raided the fridge next. Inside she found some graded cheese, creamcheese, holiday-pepperonies... and eggs. There was one thing she could make, and make well... "If we have some time I could throw togeather a cheeseball and it would be ready in a hour." She giggled, turning the egg over in her hands. She split it open carefully at the top, so the yolk and whites sat in it like a cup. She stared down at it curiously... 'I wonder...'

Casey laughed. "Down the hatch..." She poured the raw egg into her mouth and swallowed. It was horrible! It was thick, gooey and it went down slowly. She covered her mouth as she began to gag, making her way to the sink. She threw up profusely. When she was done she turned on the water and attempted to clean it up. "Blec... That was gross..." She said, making a face. She tilted her head down and sipped at the water, trying to make the taste go away. "Gross..." She wiped her mouth and hands clean on a towel. "Haven't you ever been to christmas or thanksgiving partys? Cheeseballs are the cheese... spheres that you smear all over crackers..."

He laughed when he saw her face.
"That... was priceless!" He managed between breaths.

After calming down as she had her drink he shook his head at her question.
"I don't celebrate Thanksgiving and I honestly have never seen anybody use cheese balls to smear on crackers, only soft cheese from tubs."

He looked around, left hand on his head, as if searching for something then looked back at Casey and made a soft triumphant 'Aha!'
"Keep still, you have something in your..." He reached for something near her right ear, a fixed concentration on his face, then pulled back and held the egg between his fingers. "...ear."

A grin spread on his face as he held it up for her to see. "Ready for seconds?" He snickered. There was no way he had it in his hand before he reached out for it.

"Mmmm." The smell of curry met his nose.

Casey looked wornly at Tristan. "Thanks..." She replied, uneasy at the side comment. Casey snirked at Malics comments. "Ha, Ha. Very funny, you smart-arce. I'd like to see you do it, and not make a face... how'd you do that anyways?" She said looking at the egg he held in his hands. "Anyways... You poor deprived person. I must make it right away."

She picked up the ingrediants that she spilt on the floor and made her way to the counter next to Tristan.. She retrived a bowel and a spoon. Carefully mixing the ingrediants, she rolled it into a firm ball and rolled it in fine-sliced almonds. She fumbled around in a drawer untill she found plastic wrap, which she covered the cheese ball with and set it in the fridge.

Next she took a platter-plate and filled the outer-sections with assorted crackers. She sliced the holiday peperoni into thin slices, only managing to nick her fingers twice, and set them in a decorative flower in the middle. From another drawr she extracted two butterknives. "The cheese needs to sit for an hour..." She said, wiping her hands mockingly on Malics shirt.

"You'll love it." She put the extra supplies away and washed the dirtied bowl and spoon. The plesent waft of curry met her nostrals. Her tummy growled pathetically. "Mmm... That smells good." She said, finishing the dishes. "What is it?"

"That'd be Vindaloo that I h've cooking there, you're welcome to try some once its done.....and I should probably go make sure it doesnt start to burn!" Traveling back to the stove, Tristan proceded to make sure the curry and rice that he was cooking hadn't burnt.

"Egg nog is definately something you save for occasional use, but even so its a much better way to consume eggs than simply eating them raw out of the shell, well at least for most of us at the moment" Having said that, tristan proceded to mix up a batch of the said drink along with another yogurt based drink to go along with the curry. This was mostly a precaution, as he suspected that neither of the other two would be able to handle the spice in the curry without some assistance from the drinks which could counteract it.

Malic nodded dimly at Tristan's egg comment, who knew what they'd fancy eating when they changed, but it seemed Tristan could still eat normal food, maybe his tastebuds haven't been affected much?

A wide grin spread on his features. "Ah, see that I wouldn't mind trying." He said while Casey gulped down water. "Smells heavenly."

Malic started to hum the vindaloo song without realising it as he took up on the offer of a free sample of the cheeseball. Taking a bite, he chewed on it a while pondering the taste, then nodded with a satisfied 'mmm'

Casey burst into a fit of giggles. She could well remember her, Zane and his sister watching a Wallas and Gromit merathon. So many good times, long gone.

The spicey flavor now gone from her mouth, a pleasent aftertaste now remained. Quite pleasing really. "Your a really good cook. I dont think I've ever had anything as pleasent... or spicey. The nuts add a good crunch to it too." She beamed.

She was pleased with the reaction the two showed twords her cooking. It wasnt often people found her food pleasent... let alone bearable. She finished her cracker with a satisfied crunch.

"So?" She asked Malic, putting her hands on her hips and tapping her toe mockingly. "Whad'cha think?"