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 Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:57 pm
Daixen would disagree with the idea that the best stuff was always up high. Then again, the petite feline may have simply believed this because he couldn't see what was up on the higher shelves in the cupboard and couldn't be bother to get a chair or climb up onto a counter. Though it never really bothered him. If it did, perhaps he would have gone to the effort of finding out what was up there. However... well, he was content with the things he could easily reach.
Stealing a cheese cube from a tray of them, the feline popped it into his mouth as he turned his head to look at Juaravez. He couldn't help the soft chuckle that escaped his lips, smiling in amusement as he watched the other feline moving with the beat of the music. Grabbing another cheese cube, he gave in and searched through the drawers for the bag. "Mmhm," he murmured as he swallowed the piece of cheese in his mouth. "Plenty."
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:23 pm
Still unaware of his dancing, he was slightly confused as to why his companion was chuckling at him. Oh well, he was used to unexplained laughter aimed his way. It stung just a little bit though, since he'd believed he'd found some sort of kindred spirit in this cat.
Shrugging it off as he had learned to do, he perked up at the sight of the cheese. "Ooh, can I have some of that?" He inquired, tail swishing around his legs. He was a big lover of cheese, though they didn't come close to his love for pickles. Speaking of...
Not waiting for an answer to his first question, he barreled straight into another - "Hey, are there any pickles in there?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 2:12 pm
Retrieving the bag of cheese cubes, the feline took one from it and nibbled absently at that. He was about to offer one to the older male when suddenly Juaravez asked a new question. It caused Daixen to blink, gaze shifting to the jars that lined the shelves on the door. "There are," he assured, tilting his head back to look up at the other and offering him an easy smile.
Setting down the bag he held, he reached for a jar and lifted it away from those that surrounded it. Pink eyes confirming that it was indeed a jar full of pickles, he held it up for Juaravez. "Great dancing, by the way," he then remarked, tone lightly teasing as he offered the other male an amused smile.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 2:45 pm
"Excellent!" Jauravez said in response to the presence of pickles. He still wanted one of those little cheese cubes, though. They were so perfectly square - He wondered how they got them that way. However it was done, it was certainly pleasing.
He was not the forward type in most situations, but when it came to food, he wasn't shy. A brown hand snuck around to the bag that Daixen was still holding, snatching a couple of cubes and popping them into the cat's open mouth.
Taking the offered jar, he wasted no time unscrewing the top and popping two medium-sized pickles into his mouth, along with the cheese. It was certainly a... Unique combination, to say the least.
The other feline's statement suddenly making him aware of his hips' movement, he flushed slightly, but due to the food he'd stuffed in his mouth, his only reply came as a muffled "Omf crhhp."
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 4:04 pm
Daixen blinked when one brown hand suddenly reached into the bag he held, watching as it left while now holding a couple of the cheese cubes taken from the bag. Tilting his head to look at the other, pink eyes blinked as the cheese was popped into his companion's mouth.
Of course, he willingly gave up the jar of pickles when Juaravez reached for it, blinking in confusion as two pickles joined the cubes of cheese in his mouth. Well... that was certainly an interesting duo of foods. Blinking, he then chuckled softly at the muffled response that came with talking while having a mouth full of food. "Come again?" he asked with a soft chuckle.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 4:10 pm
Loud crunches could be heard from Juaravez's mouth as he chewed through the mess in his mouth, vouching for the quality of the pickles. In his humble opinion, the crunchier, the better. Finally he managed to swallow, and cleared his throat, looking sheepish.
"My bad," he clarified, clearly not having meant for anyone to observe his silly dancing. "Really catchy music though, don't you think?" It was a bit of an effort to keep from shaking his butt again; he'd never realized that salsa music could be so compelling.
"Anywho," he said with a grin, peering back into the fridge, "We were going to make sandwiches, right?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 4:43 pm
Daixen tilted his head, attention briefly focusing on the music before he nodded in agreement with the other cat. "It certainly is," he agreed softly, though it was unlikely that he too would start dancing. Dancing was just one of those things that the smaller male took care to avoid. Mind, there were times when it was impossible to avoid or get out of a 'dancing situation', but for the most part...
Nodding when his companion changed the subject back to food, the feline returned his attention to the fridge's contents. "Mmhm," he answered pleasantly, searching through the various packages of lunch meats. He took out various packages, cheeses and the turkey he desired, setting them aside on the counter.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 4:54 pm
Pleased to see that Daixen had selected turkey out of the various meats that were available, the brown feline immediately hopped over to the counter to grab some bread. In less time than seemed possible, he had assembled a true monster of a sandwich:
Three slices of bread, and on each level, two slices of turkey, a slice of cheese, a thin layer of mayonnaise, a slice of tomato, a bit of shredded lettuce, and several thinly cut pickle slices.
To top it all off, he cut the sandwich into four triangular pieces, spearing each with a little pink umbrella on a toothpick to keep them together. And to look pretty, of course. Finished, he stood back to admire his work.
(( ... This is making me hungry. D< ))
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 5:04 pm
Gathering up the other little sandwich details he desired, the smaller feline straighted up and turned to see... Juaravez's masterpiece. Blinking, he might have even whistled at the size and full-ness of it... if he could whistle like that. But then again, even that wasn't enough for the massive sandwich that now sat in four neatly cut and speared pieces. "Oh... my..." he murmured, setting his own things on the counter and closing the refrigerator door.
And then... he had to ask. "Are you sure you can even eat all that?" In Daixen's opinion, that would have been enough of a meal to last him for at least a day, maybe even two or three.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 5:11 pm
Juaravez couldn't help being a little proud, as his companion seemed quite in awe of his creation. It was one of his better sandwiches. But then, maybe he was showing off a little. He didn't usually have an audience.
"Hm?" He blinked at the question, then answered with a grin, "oh ye of little faith." This was enough to make him pretty full, but it was certainly within his stomach's ability to handle. He was a big lover of food, though his figure certainly didn't show it. Anyone who watched him eat marveled at his slimness, which was actually a sore point for him. He was all skin and bones, which he didn't find very attractive at all. He was proud of his eating abilities, however.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 5:50 pm
Daixen could only stare at the sandwich for a few moments before shaking his head lightly. The more he looked at it, the more certain he was that an entire (small) village in some third-world country somewhere could make a meal out of Juaravez's sandwich. Looking to Juaravez as the other's words shared his confidence in being able to eat the entire sandwich, Daixen could swear the other's eating abilities must be some sort of god-given blessing.
Closing the refrigerator door, the smaller feline moved to start on his own sandwich. Two slices of bread were placed in the toaster and a small plate with two slices of cheese was set within the microwave for preparation.
"One might guess you hadn't eaten in YEARS."
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 6:03 pm
Pouting, Juaravez attempted to rebuke this by saying, "Hey! I ate four waffles for breakfast this morning."
After the words had left his mouth, he realized that this information would probably just make the other feline think he was even more of a pig. Oh well, no taking it back now. Shrugging, he peered at the toaster.
"I didn't know we had one of those..." He said with a frown, "I would have toasted my bread too." Toasted bread was far superior to untoasted bread, after all, and everybody knew it. Or so he assumed. In any case, it was too late for him to worry about it now.
After a quick trip to the freezer, he headed to the opposite counter and began mixing up some lemonade. The perfect beverage for a nice, summer day like today, he figured.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 6:11 pm
If anyone else had said it, Daixen likely would think of the other as a pig. Looking at Juaravez though, it was difficult to come to that conclusion. Well, it was difficult to even imagine the feline eating four waffles in one sitting, but what reason did he have to not believe Juaravez?
Chuckling softly at the other's disappointment, the feline hoisted himself up to sit on the counter while he waited for his bread to toast and cheese to melt. "Well, at the very least you know now?" he pointed out on the brighter side of things, offering a smile. "Right?" He watched at the other went to the freezer, unable to help the smile on his lips as it became obvious that the other was making lemonade.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 6:22 pm
The slender feline was rather glad at the lack of reaction to his waffle statement - Whether it was from acceptance, or simply because the smaller male was slightly deaf, perhaps, was no matter. Being slightly paranoid as always, Juaravez figured that perhaps the latter was the case, and filed this way in memory for future reference.
"Mm, that's true," he pondered, happy to have discovered such a simple yet wonderful thing as a toaster.
Catching Daixen's smile as he mixed the drink, he raised an eyebrow questioningly. "You like lemonade?" He asked, though it was kind of too late to ask now that it had already been mixed.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 8:16 pm
Slipping off the counter when the toasted bread popped up, the feline brushed his braids back over his shoulders before moving to remove the bread. Holding it carefully, he set the pieces by the microwave and began putting slices of turkey on one.
"I think it's a good choice for a bright summer day," he offered as an answer, opening the microwave when it went off. Mixing the melted cheese with mustard, he used a fork to transfer the mix onto the second piece of toast. Putting that piece on top of the one with turkey on it, the feline left his sandwich as he moved to rinse off and set the plate he'd melted cheese on in the sink.
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