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 Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 9:19 am
Type?! What did that mean? "Urgh!" Luckily, the projectile failed to hit his face this time and instead grazed his shoulder. "I don't even know what you mean!" The boil blurted out angrily, only aware of how stupid it made him sound after the fact. Well s**t.
Li Shou silenced as the smell of cooking food overpowered his desire to be a douche bag, his mind becoming focused on hunger.
It smelled so good, but... It didn't look like much.
Oh well. Not like he could expect a culinary masterpiece. It was probably as mediocre as it looked.
Eyes narrowing, the demon lifted his fork with a raised eyebrow. Usually he dined with chopsticks, so this would be an experience (to say the least). Watching him trying to serve himself was awkward, and more than once he almost left part of his serving on the table.
Finally, Li Shou sat with food in front of him, holding his fork like one would a weapon.
... How was he going to do this?
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 10:18 am
Shoebox's awkward display was watched with an incredulous expression. He didn't know how to play fight, and now he didn't know how to serve himself? How did this boil survive this long? Oh, right; he did it by staying under his Mama's wings. She managed to serve herself in the mean time, and had a much easier time of it all, though a few small globs of potato ended up on the table as she watched the train wreck that was Li Shou.
"...Are you okay?" She asked hesitantly, as though worried he might have acquired very serious brain damage in the last hour.
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 3:35 pm
Li Shou's ears folded back as he was called into question. "I usually eat with chopsticks, that's all."
The boil nervously stabbed the filet on his plate with his fork, picking up the knife and holding it much the same way while he tried to separate a a piece for him to eat. Good thing it was soft enough for an idiot to cut it apart with little effort.
He attempted to raise the piece to his mouth, losing the item three times before he finally managed to shove it in as fast as he could.
It was....
So good.
So good it moved him emotionally. "T-this is..." His brain wanted to lie and say it was mediocre, but his heart just wouldn't let him. "R-really good..."
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 5:05 pm
"Oh." Chopsticks, huh? She wondered if she should bother getting some for him, but as it stood it might be a waste of money. If she was being honest, she wasn't sure if she ever wanted to invite him back to her room. While he was fun to playfight with once he got started, he was otherwise unpleasant. "Okay." She went back to ignoring him, leaving him to struggle with his utensils.
Her ears perked as she heard his voice, but she couldn't quite make out what he was saying. She thought she had heard something along the lines of his approval, but it was so quiet she wasn't sure; or, perhaps, it was simply because he had said something nice to her. She just stared at him in wide-eyed surprise, wondering if maybe she had fallen asleep in her food and that this was just a dream.
"...Wh..at did you just say?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 5:52 pm
"W-what are you, deaf?" He couldn't even make eye contact. It was like admitting defeat to a long-time rival. "I said... This food is really good..." At least the mashed potatoes were easy enough to gloop up on the fork and shove into his mouth. They were somehow just as good as the fillet.
"So... Where did you learn how to cook?!" He asked in desperation to change the subject before his cheeks became red.
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 6:05 pm
"No!" Helmut insisted, stubbornly. "You're not supposed to mummble!" Though he did repeat himself, so she assumed it would be okay. Not that it helped any, he was still pretty quiet, but at least she was actively listening now, and her perked ears definitely caught what he said.
Oh. Oh. He liked her food? That was...actually really nice of him. Unlike Li Shou, Helmut couldn't stop the blush that dusted her cheeks; she was absolutely delighted that someone liked her cooking. Even if that someone was a high class jerk.
"Oh. Um. Thank...you..." She murmured, squirming in delighted embarrassment. "I'll, um, get chop sticks I guess. For next time. Just in case." Okay, so maybe now she believed that he deserved the chop sticks. But only barely.
"OH UM! My Mama and Papa! We run a B-an'-B and I like to help..." She neglected her food in favour of toying with a piece of her hair, still quite embarrassed over the lovely compliment. "I-I'm still learning! But...it's fun." Her feet swung over the edge of the chair, still too short to touch the ground.
"Do, um, you know...how to cook?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 6:37 pm
Was she... Was she blushing?! Li Shou was flabbergasted that something so miniscule had made her so happy.
It felt weird, making people happy. He couldn't quite recall the last time he had been thanked. "Yeah... Whatever." A small blush brushed across his own cheeks, though he did his best to cover it up by sitting the utensil's down and rubbing his face as if it were itchy.
The implication that there would BE another time made him freeze entirely. Next time? There would be a next time?
Best to leave that one for later.
"What's a... Bee an Bee?" The boil didn't quite understand what she was saying, though he assumed it was some kind of restaurant. Maybe they had a lot of honey. That's where the bees came from.
"No, I don't." Li Shou finally gathered the courage to shovel more mashed goodness into his mouth. "We had servants to do that, so none of us really had to learn how to cook." Yes, he was totally talking with his mouth full.
"I don't know much about doing any of that peasant stuff." Which translated into 'I don't know how to fend for myself at all'.
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Posted: Wed Feb 26, 2014 6:03 pm
She missed the way he turned as red as she did, because she was focusing very hard on her meal. It was better than facing him, and in the end she couldn't resist rubbing her own face too, whimpering to herself and into her hands. A compliment from Li Shou seemed important, even though any sort of compliment was just as earth-shattering to her. She was so glad she had the distraction of work to look at instead.
"Bed and Breakfast. Kind of like a hotel, but more intimate." She word sounded foreign on her tongue, and it typically was; it was a word she heard her Mama use when talking about the place, but she didn't quite know what it meant. When he admitted to not knowing how to cook, she wasn't entirely surprised.
"You never wanted to, though? Yanno, like, curious an stuff?" Her head tilted, watching him for a moment before ducking down to eat some more food, straining to be a civil eater for dinner time. Every instinct wanted her to shove everything down her gullet without chewing, just to have the food in her stomach, but she had been taught to be civil. In present company, she had to be, or else he'd get mean again.
"...Can you stop with all the 'peasant' stuff? We're not peasants."
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 7:16 pm
Bed and... Breakfast? What an odd sounding thing. Was it the same as eating breakfast in bed? At a hotel?
He wanted to ask more, but more questions surrounding his home life popped up. "No, not really." Li Shou said inbetween shoveling potatoes into his mouth. At least he swallowed them before continuing. "My parents classified it as servant work, and we just always assumed that it wasn't fun if one had to be paid to do it." It was a valid thought process, but somewhat flawed. "Why, are you saying something like that is enjoyable?" The cat boil's brow raised in speculation. Frankly, he didn't believe it.
Stop with the peasant stuff? Hah. Unlikely. "Why should I? I was born to a rich family. I have a right to be proud of my heritage." He might as well have said 'I have a right to look down on everyone else.'
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 7:54 pm
"They probably only didn't like it because you're stupid." The small ghoul decided with a frown, stabbing her potatoes a couple times before scooping some into her mouth, through the rows and rows of sharp teeth. "It can be! It's satisfying making something on your own! Or cleaning something that was dirty. You should do it sometime." The ghoul nodded, focusing on her dinner but remembering to glance up every few seconds to look at him, trying her best to not be rude.
"But that doesn't make everyone else peasants." Helmut tried to argue, sounding as unhappy as she possibly could. She and her family worked hard - well, her parents worked hard, she'd rather just goof off - and they were okay. Peasants, to her, meant the down on their luck ragamuffins from the stories her Mama would tell her. "It just makes you sound mean."
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 4:10 pm
"You're stupid!" The boil replied like clockwork, shooting Helmut a dirty look. "And it sounds like you're just trying to make those things sound fun because you have to do them." Looked like Li Shou had a malignant case of the 'better than you's. His nose pointing towards the ceiling was a sure symptom.
The catboil tried to convince himself that he didn't care if the wendigo sounded unhappy. It wasn't his concern, after all. Not everybody could be born into a well off family.
Cautiously, he tried once again to eat the fish, having fewer follies this time. "So what if I sound mean?" He asked and shrugged his shoulders. "I don't care what other people think about me." But of course he did, because he was a young man with no social circle outside of his astranged family. "If I want to be friends with the commoners-" See? He didn't use 'peasant' that time. "-I will." Because apparently it was that simple.
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 4:57 pm
"I don't have to!" If she didn't intend on eating every crumb, she would have thrown her food at him for his insolence. Then again, it'd be a waste of food even if she didn't want to eat it. Instead she sulked over her food, ears so low they disappeared into her hair, which had been steadily getting gravity-defying fluffier as it dried.
"Because you'll never make friends if you're mean!" While he didn't use peasants this time, the dig was still there. She wasn't sure if she should be happy that he listened, or upset that he didn't change. Then again, she didn't imagine someone as stupid as this boil could change in two sentences. "Nobody's gonna wanna be your friend if you keep being a jerkface, even if you do decide you want to." Helmut grumbled about his having a snot brain.
"An' I bet you do care."
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 6:44 pm
Li Shou cackled as if his assumptions were just being confirmed by her vehement denial. It wasn't, of course.
He had almost finished with his filet when his friendship making abilities were called into question. His fork scraped loudly against the plate, which caused him to flinch. "I DON'T CARE!" Li Shou shouted louder than he had originally planned. Oh well.
"Friendship is just another chore anyways! I had servants for that back home too! If people aren't grateful for my presence in their mediocre lives, then I don't need them!" Now he was just throwing a temper tantrum.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2014 10:36 am
The ghoul ate the rest of her food quickly, not even trying to be ladylike about it. His yell had startled her, but then it did nothing more than make her angry, which in turn made her want to stuff her face and get this dinner over with. Within moments her plate was clean, and she was free to throw her fork at him from across the table.
"Then you're BROKEN!" She yelled right back, in time with her throwing of her utensils. "GOOD, 'cause they don't need you, either!" Helmut's lips pressed into a tight, thin line. "Stupid, stupid boil! You're gonna be lonely and unloved and hated!" The ghoul sat back down hard, thin grey arms folding across her chest with an obvious huff. "If you don't wanna be my friend because it's work, then you can leave!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2014 3:00 pm
Li Shou couldn't help but look shocked (and a little disgusted) as the food on her plate disappeared down her throat within seconds.
And then a fork hit him in the forehead.
"OW!" The boil cried out in an emotional fury, shoving himself up and away from the table. Her words cut much deeper than he let on, and would continue to smart for weeks following. Broken? What did that mean? He wasn't broken!
"S-shut up! You're the stupid one!" Li Shou insisted as he made a beeline for his possessions. "Who would want to be YOUR friend anyways?! You're pushy and you look like an over glorified powder puff!" He boil shouted angrily as he scooped up his picnic basket.
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