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Shu was still adjusting her apron on her way to Otto's room, the one that nice neighbour Mr. Bashmet borrowed her. A double bow on shoulder straps, a big ribbon bow on waist to adjust the length (Sorry Mr, she will iron it neat afterwards) and she was running. The petite girl heard that the full hunter had a kitchen of his own and his room was big, that made her rather jealous, she was gonna to take a good look of it. She might be holding some ingredients she took from the cafeteria kitchen with her also, they are gonna make the greatest dinner ever.

Putting down her stuff, still panting, Shu knocked on the door. "Hello, anyone? I hope you don't forget we have an important private lesson today?" She chirped with a happy tone. She was banned to enter the kitchen ever since she nearly blew it up.

A second chance was given, and she would actively treasure it.




OOC: I wanna make a cooking Shu avatar, but...so imagine she's dressed like this XD

Otto came slinking out from whatever place he'd been moping in. Likely the bedroom, reading. He didn't want to learn how to cook, but he was hungry. Cami had been fussing with the kitchen for a while, and it made him want to snack on everything she'd brought out.

Instead, he'd hid himself away, sulking like a kid for unknown reasons.

The teen was silent, his grumpy glare a sign he was in a bit of a mood. He sat himself at the kitchen's island and watched them. Judged.

Sighing a bit at the fact that Otto was in a mood and the likeliness of getting him out of it dwindling by the minute, she rather just tried to ignore it. Casually going over and giving him a quick snuggle would probably just make him a bit moodier if only because they had an audience. She'd just have to ambush him later when their guest had her back turned to watch the stove and it amused her, and warmed her, that there was actually someone to care about like that. If Shu had mentioned her observation that the redhead seemed very at home, well, it was because it sort-of was now.

It never once occurred to her that anyone would think anything about it but then, that was Cami. She didn't think about much of anything other than how it was going to affect her in the moment though, at least this time, she was thinking more about Otto as well. He was her best friend, after all! Teeth nipped into her lip as she watched the tiny Asian girl noodle him slightly, filling a few pots with water and setting them on the stove. "Alright! So, you mentioned prep work and that's good. We can't make sauce from scratch because that would take all day but we can make the rest of the fixings." Two jars of sauce, both spaghetti and pizza, were set aside so that she could pull the meat forward to unwrap it. "Shu, if you don't like getting your hands all greasy, I have gloves." This was important.

Tossing the meat in a bowl she gestured Shu over and handed her a recipe. Everything was, thankfully, in metric and Celsius so that both of the girls would be familiar with what was needed. Camille could do Imperial measurements if she had to but...why bother? "Alright, now what you have to do is find and measure these ingredients into the bowl along with the meat. Don't be afraid to ask me if you're unsure!" And she leaned back against the counter to observe.

Eyes flicked over to Otto. "Let me know if you wanna help."

Shu was sensitive of the surrounding though she was stupid as what Z liked to call her, once Otto appeared the aura in the air was a bit strange, something between Cami and Otto. Otto's comportment couldn't be called a welcome one, and for one second, she was wrapped around by the dark past of rejection. But she's Shu, the cheerful enthusiastic girl! The petite girl gave her face a rather hard pat with both of her hands as a cheer, before she went to him. She didn't need to know, she would know it later.

The island got no secrets but Shu had been hiding some, the trainee thought others might too. She turned the jars curiously as Cami put them out and then the meat - "Yes please!" A pair of gloves would be the best thing not to get the sauces into fingernails, that would hinder her fully devotion into it. "Are we gonna make some spaghetti and pizza tonight?" That was what the wrapping paper around the jars hinted her.

Then, she was given ingredients to measure, measuring cups, a set of table spoons and a bowl of meat in it waiting the rest to join it. Wait. Wait-That was not her plan! Why she was doing this alone? She didn't mean she couldn't do simple jobs like measuring ingredients, but that wasn't what she think....
She missed her sisters. Even though she nearly blew up the kitchen, cooking with them was fun, but they were gone and she was alone. Otto's small kitchen suddenly shaped to a more familiar kitchen, the only thing remained the same was just her, standing by herself there.

No.

She promised them she will be smiling each day since that time and she gonna keep that last promise. Z said with an emergent tone. Of course not. Her reply with a grin in mind. She decided to drag someone, Cami was the teacher so exempted, leaving her the only candidate - the seem-to-be spoiled Otto.

He was cute with a good looking that any girlfriends would cook for him, she admitted that, the so-called maternity within everyone would can let him be lazy all the time. However, that was not her original plan. So- "Otto!" She called, walking towards the lazy grumpy puppy. "Are you awake now? You need to help, you are just like the person with donut on his neck, it's working time." She tried to tug him up by arm with her endeavor.

Pull and pull with both hands, she was desperate not to do it solely.

Shu made no sense. He stared as she tried to get him to join. Maybe he should have pretended to nap.

He looked up at Cami, giving a resigned sigh. "Fine. That sounds easy enough." It was probably like stirring cake batter, which he'd done with Eva to some success. "I don't need gloves." He made equal grabby hands to just set the stuff in front of him. He didn't want to get off of the bar stool. He could work on the kitchen's island counter instead.

Cami couldn't help but laugh at Otto's laziness though she couldn't blame him for it. She hadn't yet let him know that dishes were going to be a b***h (if he hadn't already guessed) and she was planning on using all that excess energy to help clean it all up. It was part of the rule, anyway. If you didn't cook? You helped clean up. Nonetheless she deposited the bowl of meat in front of him. "Go crazy. Knead away. It's good for relieving stress so if you wanted to check Twitter first..." She stuck her tongue out at him a bit before turning back to Shu.

The impulse to hug her again was omnipresent but she was fighting it back because, unlike Otto, not everyone was alright with a twenty-two year old latched onto them at every damned opportunity. Gesturing widely at the kitchen she tried another tactic. "Well, anything I can use help with. Was there anything specific that you were wanting to learn? I admit I don't know how much you know so I don't want to bore you with the basics if you know it all." Maybe that would help? Shu had seemed disinterested in simply pouring things into a bowl.

"Did you wanna try the pizza rolls maybe? Those are pretty fun when you have to try to roll it up like it's a jelly roll." Which is exactly what it was. A jelly roll only with pizza toppings and dough instead of fruit and jelly. Savory, not sweet. Frowning for a second she shook her head. "Should've just made a jelly roll. I forgot I knew how."

Shu's eyes rolled back and forth between the two, maybe her guess was correct.....but she didn't feel comfortable to ask. Back to Cami, she tilted her head at her question. Meat was being handled, sauces for pizza were ready.....that left - The Asian girl actually knew nothing can be called basis when it came to cooking, maybe she knew something from the manga, but not practical. "Jelly roll?" She blinked at Cami, not something from her culture meant she doesn't know how to do it.

So many question marks on her head, further instructions needed.

Otto had no idea that Shu was thinking of such things. Twitter seemed to have gotten the wrong impression of his and Cami's status.

"Myeh." Otto grumbled passively in understanding. While he was acting grumpy and bratty, he wasn't upset about anything at all. He idly flicked his gaze to the two girls and what they were doing. Pizza rolls. They looked good, and they weren't even done yet.

"Everything." Otto answered. He wasn't too picky. Although if one were to ask, his favourite pizza of all was Hawaiian with Frank's Hot Sauce drizzled over top. Not too much though, or it would ruin the sweetness of the pineapples.