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 Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 10:40 am
Taddeo was trying to fix himself a snack in the kitchen. It wasn't usually a big deal, but someone hadn't put the pot he needed back in it's proper place. So instead of finding it in its usual spot he had to drag his stool around to look in all of the cabinets, being so tiny even at the age of six was a hassle.
He'd already checked half of the likely cabinets and dragging around the heavy stool was getting to be a pain in the butt. Not to mention at the rate he was going, he might as well wait for lunch. He let out a frustrated sound and stared at the package of ramen. His kingdom for that pot. With fresh determination he started pulling the stool towards the next likely spot.
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 12:26 pm
Phyl enters the kitchen, carrying the very pot he was looking for. The only difference being it had some...sort of...crust on it. Cupid coos from atop her head and flies over to Taddeo, perching on his shoulder. Phyllida tilts her head "What Tick are you looking for?" She walks over to the sink, putting the horribly defiled pot into the sink. It would take at least an hour to scrub that gunk off. What the hell did she make with it?
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 3:21 pm
Taddeo looked around when he heard the door of the kitchen open. Hopefully it was someone tall who could help him find that annoying pot. Instead it was another kid and what... was that a pidgeon that flew across to land on his shoulder? He frowned birds did not belong in sanitary kitchens.
He was trying to nudge the bird off his shoulder when the owner of it spoke. He was confused a moment by the "tick" but shrugged it off. He was deciding how to answer her when he spotted the pot. What... what was she doing with that? Oh god that was going to be hell to scrub.
He slowly dragged his stool over to the sink and turned on the hot water as steaming as it could get. Then he pulled out dish detergent for the washing machine and poured some into the pot followed by the super hot water and let it all sit in the sink. "That pot." He finally answered her.
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 3:43 pm
She taps her chin, grabbing the pot out of the hot water and turning it upside down. She puts it on the kitchen counter, twirling her finger at it. The gunk on the pot starts to disappear, until the empty pot was left, just as she had found it 30 minutes ago. She hands him the pot "Sorry. I was Tick eating out of it."
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 9:36 pm
Taddeo stared as she fixed the pot up. Well, that was a handy power. And boy was he glad she'd cleaned up the mess. He really didn't want to know what she'd been eating out of it. He gave her a worried glance, she wouldn't fall over from poison would she? Yuck.
He rinsed the pot then filled it with two cups of water, then put it on the stove to heat for a few minutes.
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 1:48 pm
She watches him with an expression of boredom, watching the pot start to boil "Whatcha Tick makin?" SHe hops up on the counter, swinging her legs and staring at him intently. Of course, knowing her genes this came off as an extremely intimidating glare.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2012 4:20 pm
Taddeo darted a look at the girl and his eyes widened a bit at the way her stare looked. Was she glaring at him? Her tone of voice said no, but her eyes said yes. Which one was it?
Hesitantly he picked up the ramen package and turned it so she could see the picture and title. Mom and Dad wouldn't be best pleased he was eating something that was instant but it was delicious and made a good snack. After letting her see what he was cooking, he opened the package and put in the noodles. Then he opened the spice packet and poured that in too.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 5:47 pm
She continues to stare, nodding slightly "What Tick does it taste like?" She sniffs a bit, scrunching up her nose at the scent of prepackaged junk food. It certainly didn't smell all that good. It smelled like...hm. It smelled like chemicals to her. But that was most likely because she relied on her sense of smell. She considers informing him about the scent, and how that could potentially make him sick, but then decides the keep her mouth shut. "...Do you Tock like it?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 7:48 pm
Taddeo sighed internally, "Delicious noodles." for not only was that what they were, but they also tasted that way and obviously by that answer he was telling her that he did like them.
He somewhat hoped she didn't want any. He was hungry. But at the same time, she obviously needed to eat actual food, not whatever strange and unnatural concoction she'd had in the pot earlier. And his mother would be ashamed of him if he didn't at least offer to share. "Want any?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 9:04 pm
She shrugs, shaking her head "Don't waste Tick your food on me. You obviously like Tick them, and I can't taste anything. Besides Tock, I boiled some corn, sausage and bread earlier." In pineapple juice and with a pinch of Tobasco sauce, she fails to mention "So I'm fine." She swings her legs, thinking for a moment "Thank you Tock for asking though."
Cupid squawks at her, pecking her forehead gently. Phyl pouts, grumbling "I already Tick fed you."
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 9:18 pm
Taddeo was pleased he didn't have to share his ramen. He'd gone to so much effort to get down to the kitchen at his slow pace, and then to have to search for that stupid pot. Suddenly, after listening to her tell him what she ate, he desired to never, ever be in a kitchen with her while she was making food.
Even if she couldn't taste it, the textures.... the aromas... that poor poor girl. His parents would cry at the very idea, both being chefs. He started pitying the pigeon if it had to eat what this girl made. He nodded slowly to let her know she was welcome for the offer.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 9:28 pm
Luckily for Cupid, Phyl actually fed him well; he refused to eat any of her own strange concoctions, which made it possible to improve his own meals. She,fsor the most part, didn't care what she ate; she only wanted to try and find out flavor. Phyl has always been jealous of others, and their ability to enjoy the food that was made for them. Hell, she couldn't even enjoy a birthday cake, when it was made for her. She just wanted to feel that enjoyment other people had when they ate good cooking,
She tilts her head, nodding back at him slowly. Taddeo wasn't much of a talker apparently; it was nice from her view point. For once she smiles at him, but her harsh gaze stayed in place "You're Tick quiet."
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 9:36 pm
Taddeo rolled his eyes at the obvious statement, but he smiled a tiny bit to soften the expression. Watching his noodles carefully he lowered the heat on the stove and stirred the noodles. Once he had made sure that his food wouldn't burn, he turned to look at her, pointing to himself, "Taddeo". He introduced himself with his usual fashion as if he only had a certain daily allotment of words.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 9:53 pm
She points to herself "Phyllida. They say the quiet Tock people are the most intelligent, since they watch more than Tock participate." She grins "That's a good trait to have. You must Tick have an interesting opinion." She sniffs at the noodles, tilting her head.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 10:24 pm
Taddeo's eyebrows went up at her statement but shrugged about the opinion part of the statement. How interesting, he'd never heard that before. But he wouldn't be surprised if it were true. He did watch, he only participated when people made him use his words, or when getting cooking lessons from his parents.
The ramen was beef flavored and smelled heavenly. He hoped that she could smell it and like it. Then again she might change her mind and want to try it if that were the case.
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