Nineteenth Flame-[Voice/Action]

[gogglesyndrome]

Hey guys if you see a little kitten with wings wandering around the village, be careful with her okay? She's tiny and needs to be safe. She's staying with us so um, guys, I adopted a cat!

Hey Yamato, it's August first! I'm coming back to the house right now, so get them ready for you-know-what, okay?

[Anybody walking through town will see Taichi heading back for Chosen House weighed down with kitten supplies and some other food, along with a couple of cans of frosting and some cans of paint. Feel free to stop him and ask why he has all of that]

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

Mm. [Thus in the kitchen sort of absently cleaning it despite there not really being a need for it.]

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[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

[barges into the house and into the kitchen with, well everything. The frosting, the cat supplies, and the paint] Hey!

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

[Starts a little, making a slight flailing gesture as he moves over to help him so he doesn't drop anything. ...Specifically the paint, because if it cracked open and spilled the kitchen floor would likely be an obnoxious handful of colors and Yamato didn't really want to cook over that.] ...Hi.

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[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

Miss me? [busy putting away cold things and setting out cat supplies and paint]

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

[Not impressed, but cracks a kind-of grin.] Not nearly enough.

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[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

Gee thanks. I'll make sure to be gone longer next time.

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

[Rolls his eyes. That's just going to make him feel responsible when you get kidnapped, you know.] Yeah, yeah. I cleared out the stuff in that cabinet over there, if you wanna hide the paint.

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[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

[Oh probably. Poor Yamato] Awesome, good idea. [moves to hide the cans of paint and the brushes in the cabinet]

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

[He'll get over it. ...But first he'll have to probably be dragged away from the barrier screaming.]

...so you seriously adopted a cat.

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[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

[poor Yamato :[ ]

Uh huh. I was walking around the forest and I found her. She was alone, what was I supposed to do, leave her out there?

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

...I guess not, but... [Sigh.] Your sister likes cats, so I guess it's not a bad idea.

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[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

Doesn't Takeru like cats too? I think it's just you that hates them.

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

I don't hate cats, I just know that pets are hard to take care of and we're just kids.

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[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

Stop saying that. We can take care of ourselves, and we can take care of a cat.

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

[Just kind of makes a rather unamused face at him and shrugs.] Whatever, let's make cupcakes.

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[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

Should we get the kids or just start making them and get them when it's time to frost them?

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

Probably get them when we're gonna frost them, we can't have too many people in the kitchen and I don't want them to get burned trying to help.

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[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

Fair enough. I'll start the chocolate batter if you wanna start the vanilla.

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

It's yellow, but sure. ... [Grins a little, pointedly bumping his shoulder against Taichi's before breaking out the oversized mixing bowls.]

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[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

[smirks and bumps his shoulder against Yamato's, taking one of the bowls and reading the mix box]

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

[Doesn't bother, himself, throwing together the ingredients and beating the shit out of them to make a pleasantly smooth batter after about five minutes.]

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[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

[aw wtf, busy struggling to put together the ingredients still DX]

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

[Yama's just good at this. Leans to the side and around him, which results in a sort of not-hug, pointing at a particular ingredient on the box that Taichi has forgotten.]

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[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

[just gonna make a face at the box and add the ingredient to the mixing bowl, maybe leaning into the not-hug]

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

[Lingers a bit, then, before going back to his own bowl.]