Heaven's BBS | Video | Happy B-Day Princess!

[lionhearrt]

From: Ra
Date: August 13th


[ It's early in the morning when his device starts buzzing, the vibration tips it over on the coffee table and turning on the recorder showing Mikoto sprawled out on the couch, a hand carelessly thrown over his face as he ignores the buzzing when something odd suddenly starts playing: ]

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[ Midway through, a sleepy-faced Mikoto stirs awake and just stares at the thing with uncomprehending eyes and when it starts to loop in an endless cycle, red suddenly spreads across his body and the lazy god turns around, facing the couch, curling in on himself as he lets out a flood of that red aura knocking down the device, tv and just about everything in the basement as he goes back to sleep as the recording goes dark. ]

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[thevanguard]

Really? [ He looks a little startled, and then pleasantly surprised, rubbing at the back of his neck with a grin. ] Uh, okay. I gotta find a way down to a store to get some stuff and then I'll come make something.

[lionhearrt]

[ Mikoto stands in agreement to go wait upstairs. Better be quick Yata before he feeds himself and no one wants that. ]

[thevanguard]

[ yata closes the feed, grabbing his skateboard and swinging out of the barn to take a quick trip to the nearest place he can grab supplies.

It's not long before he swings in the door to Mikoto and Izumo's temple, calling out as he does so, kicking off his shoes. ]

I'm coming in~!

[ A grocery bag in one hand, he immediately heads for the kitchen, hoping Izumo would forgive him for borrowing it for a while. ]

[lionhearrt]

[ A quick trip for him, but an eternity for the King. At his arrival, Mikoto can be found sitting at the kitchen table, looking miserable to all the world as his stomach growls its complaints at being made to wait. ]

[thevanguard]

[ Yata peers at him a moment before beginning to chuckle and poking a finger at the side of his head. ]

Are you still alive. Don't tell me you're wasting away to nothing that fast.

[ He sets the grocery bag on the table and starts emptying the contents, although he starts by setting a clear bakery box in front of the god. Inside is a birthday cupcake with a single red candle. ]

Here. Since I didn't have time to bake a cake. Or figure out if I knew how to do that.

[lionhearrt]

[ Have a sour look at that cake. Don't tell him he waited this long for some store bought crap! :| ]

Where's the eggs.

[ If he'd known you were going to buy crap, he'd have made his own breakfast instead of waiting. ]

[thevanguard]

[ Yata just rolls his eyes and continues emptying out the supplies in the bag. Eggs for omlettes, rice, fish to grill, tofu, vegetables, and the supplies to make miso soup. Once he gets it all spread out on the table, it looks like he might have gone a little overboard.

Embarrassed, he rubs at the back of his neck. ] I looked up recipes. And I didn't think I had time to bake a cake - or a kitchen to make one ahead of time - so you have to be satisfied with the bakery cupcake. But I can handle breakfast, at least. I think.

[lionhearrt]

[ He looks at the ingredients. With all that stuff, it wasn't a simple thing he was making. ]

....

[ He stands, walks over to the grocery bags and starts unpacking them. ]

[thevanguard]

[ He's a little surprised by the sudden help, but doesn't complain as he starts sorting things into which dish they go into and starts a pot boiling for the soup. ]

You don't have to help. It's your birthday breakfast, after all. I'm supposed to be doing this for you. Uhh, do you want coffee or anything? I didn't... think to bring that. And I didn't know if you liked it or how you liked it anyway.

[lionhearrt]

[ Suit yourself. He'll go find a pot to fill with water and make that coffee. Once he's got the thing on the fire, and yes, he's using the stove, he'll look over his shoulder to tell him not to-- ]

Don't over do it.

[thevanguard]

[ It's a little late for that, and Yata just snickers as he starts mixing together ingredients, occasionally referencing a recipe that flips up to hover on a screen projected over his watch as he works.

His answer is surprisingly cheerful and sing-songed as he works. ] No promises! I'm experimenting. You get to be the guinea pig.

[lionhearrt]

[ This look. Clearly, he's not happy about it but is he refusing it? ]

If it tastes off, I'm not eating it.

[ Not quite. ]

[thevanguard]

Hey, give me some credit here! I haven't managed to screw anything up yet!

[ Although this level of meal might be pushing the limits of his expertise. But he's trying anyway! ]

[lionhearrt]

[ Yet. ]

Hmn.

[ He pulls the boiling pot of water off the burner and turns off the fire. He's quiet for a moment, his back to him, as if he doesn't care but then, a single question breaks through ever so silently, as if he didn't care. ]

What are you making.

[thevanguard]

[ Yata hums before starting to point out the portions of the breakfast he'd picked up supplies for. ]

Rice, grilled fish, miso soup, natto and an omelette. I brought pickles, but some people don't like them, I figured you could decide. [ He's had Conversations about people's opinions on pickles here. ]

[ Although now he pauses and glances sideways at Mikoto. ] Is that... okay? If you want something else, I could probably make something different.

1/2

[lionhearrt]

[ He stares at the list of dishes keeps growing. ]

............

2/2

[lionhearrt]

[ Uhm. Yata. What did he say about overdoing it? ]

Isn't that a lot?

How long will that take?

[thevanguard]

[ Yata just grins at him brightly before reaching over and placing his hands on Mikoto's shoulders. And then not so gently pushing him away from the food. ]

Not that long, I promise. Sit. I'm guessing you don't know how to cook, but if I need anything flame-broiled I'll yell, okay?

1/2

[lionhearrt]

[ Gold eyes shift to the hands on his shoulder before they flicker back to him. What are you doing Yata? ]

2/2

[lionhearrt]

[ The doesn't brush him off but stands still as that gentle force urges him down. ]

...?

[ Mikoto stares at him for a moment before yielding and he sits down as he's told without complaint. ]

Don't make a mess or Kusanagi will kill you.

[ Don't expect him to save you from that. ]

[thevanguard]

[ The stare doesn't deter him and he doesn't stop until Mikoto's back in his chair and then he returns to his preparation, following the recipe as he starts the separate dishes cooking. ]

Don't worry, I won't leave a mess. I'll clean up everything when I'm done. [ Because cooking means some mess, especially when he's still experimenting with a meal like this. ] Trust me, I don't want him pissed at me.

[lionhearrt]

[ He shrugs, as he reaches for a cigarette and slips it into his mouth. He lights it with his aura and takes a drag. He's content as things are for a while, his eyes watching Yata at work until he notices just how many dishes he was making. ]

How many people you plan on feeding?

[thevanguard]

Just you. [ He shrugs in answer, before glancing around at the assembled ingredients, systematically going through preparation for each dish. The rice is set to cook, the soup simmering, and he goes to work on the fish and omelet. ]

And me, I guess, if you don't mind company. There'll probably be some leftovers for later, too, if you get hungry?

[lionhearrt]

[ He nods. ]

I'll set the table.

[ Because setting a table is one of the few things he was used to doing around the kitchen, but that's still a ways from now, so for now, he'll finish his smoke in silence. ]

[thevanguard]

So. Do I get to ask how old you are?

[ He shoots this question at the god with a cheeky grin as he works. ]

...Do gods even age?