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thefarshore2016-10-03 11:41 pm
thekillerwhale) wrote in thefarshore2016-10-03 11:41 pm
Heaven's BBS| TEXT+Picture
Posted: May 1
From: Poseidon
Screened from: Haruka
Someone please help! Σ(°Д°；≡；°д°)
From: Poseidon
Screened from: Haruka
Someone please help! Σ(°Д°；≡；°д°)
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[He looks from the pot that's now in the garbage can to the stove that is covered in gunk and then back to Haru.]
I-I tried making us lunch!
Haruuuu...it just got everywhere and burned.
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Lunch... it looks like you were trying to create a monster or something...
[ he brings his hands up to his nose, before looking around for a window to at least try and air out the cottage ]
What were you even trying to make? [ a pause ] ... do you even know how to cook? [ NOT EVEN AMATEURS BURN FOOD THAT BAD MAKOTO ]
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I was trying to make mackerel stew...
[Because I know you'd like it.]
You--I mean-- someone's taught me a little bit before! But I'm no good at it.
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Mackerel stew? [ for anyone who knows Haru, the fact that he hardly gives a reaction to the word itself is rather sad. his brow raises as Makoto further explains himself, and he glances back to the stove and the remainders of the... catastrophe. ]
... if you're no good at it, then you shouldn't try. [ oops, sorry not sorry? ] If you're that determined, though, use a cookbook next time. [ he's heading over to the kitchen window now to open it-- the burnt smell is starting to become nauseating, especially now that it's stronger than when he was in his room ]
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He watches him open up the windows.
As harsh as that statement was, it was still very much Haru.]
Someone gave me advice on how to get rid of the smell, so I can go get the stuff soon.
[He looks down at the mess on the stove.]
When I get this cleaned up, would you like to try cooking? You might be better at it than I am.
[I know you would be. You've got to be]
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he mindlessly makes a sound in response to Makoto when he mentions receiving advice, wondering what exactly that advice is and how exactly it'll fare with these fumes. at his following question, Haru freezes, eventually turning towards the other with a surprised look. ]
... me? [ oh god he's not even sure he wants to try. cooking seems tedious and he's not even sure what to cook and-- ] ... what would I even make?
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Makoto thinks about that for a moment, noting the surprised expression on his face. He gives him a reassured smile.]
You could make miso mackerel over rice.
My...my best friend used to make mackerel all of the time. That was usually his go to meal.
The ingredients are cheap and we can find a recipe online and it'll give you something to do.
I'll clean all of this up, though. We can try again for dinner.
You can't be any worse than I am at this. Hahaha...
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his brow raises at the mention of the dish. considering the results from Makoto's attempts, mackerel anything seemed unappealing to Haru. he would have flat out said no, if the tone in Makoto's voice didn't stop him. he seemed... very fond of this friend. of course, that was probably why he considered him his best friend. still, the fondness leaves a sort of warmth within Haru, and he can't help but want to try.
after a moment of quiet consideration, Haru quietly responds ]
... I'll try. To cook, that is.
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Want to come with me later to get the ingredients then?
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... sure. But... shouldn't we look the recipe up first so we know what exactly we'll need?
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[ his gaze soon returns to the stove ] ... we should start cleaning that up.
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[He taps his chin.]
I guess I can just...scrape it off with something.
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[He reaches over to take it.]
I have some cleaner...but...it's probably not going to be able to handle this until it's more manageable.
[He presses the edge of the spatula against the caked on blob of burnt up mess then pushes against it to start scraping.
*Snap*
Well, there goes that idea.
Makoto holds up the handle of the now-headless spatula.]
......This is going to take some elbow grease.
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... do we even have anything else that will stay in one piece...?
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[He sighs.]
I'll look up how to clean a burned stove.
[He pulls out his phone and starts googling.]
It says...really hot water and degreaser.
[He looks over at the dishsoap that he also bought from the 100yen store.]
That's supposed to remove grease. Maybe that will work.
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... guess we'll have to try.
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Well, he gets a bowl of pretty hot water then squeezes some dishsoap on it. Obviously, the bigger the mess, the more soap. (Not an obscene amount, but still way too much.)
He gets the sponge and dips it into the hot water then starts scrubbing.
That's a lot of soap there.
Look at all of those slippery suds.
Is he doing a good job scrubbing? We have no idea, there's just so much soap now.]
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... Makoto. I think you used too much soap. [ NOW THEY HAVE A BIGGER MESS TO CLEAN UP ]
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Really? I didn't know it would foam up this much...
[He keeps trying to scrub a little, but his hand slips and ends up knocking over the hot water bowl right over the mess.
That takes care of the soap problem on the stove, but not on the floor...where the soap was pushed away to.]
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... what do you mean you didn't know...? [ his growing annoyance disappears once the bowl is knocked over, and he jumps back slightly to avoid getting his feet wet... or scalded... ]
O-Oi... watch what you're doing! You're spilling it onto the floor! We'll slip and fall!
[ -300 NOW ]