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[mayp]

Who: May & You
Where: Throughout the train
When: The month of February let's pretend this isn't going up on the last day of the month
What: Various things
Rating: Various/Low
Status: Incomplete

Closed to Happy - Quiet Carriages

May was glad to see that Happy had turned up on the train. Well also sad because he was stuck but she was glad that he was there, that they had the opportunity to continue to explore whatever it was between the two of them. Plus she also knew that both Tony and Peter would be happy to see him. Peter would listen to Happy, which was needed and he was Tony's best friend who he had spent the past eight months mourning while helping to raise Morgan. May wasn't going to beseech him from spending time with his friend and boss.

Sliding into one of the quiet carriages, where they had agreed to meet, May settled onto the benches and waited for Happy to arrive.

Just after the Nightmares - Garden Carriage

May was shaken, though she was doing her best not to show it. She had sought out Peter as a matter of priority, for both of their sakes. She knew he would be shaken by what happened and she had been correct. He was doing better, not great, but better and that was the important thing. So she left him to find Gwen and she soon found herself sitting on a rock in the garden carriage not quite sure what to do.

Kitchen

May was taking a risk, she knew it but she was hungry and it wasn't meal time. She assumed it would be easy enough to make a toasted cheese sandwich except... Somehow the cheese had melted all over the grill and the bread was badly burned. Sighing in exasperation, she stared at the mess. She really wished she was a better cook.

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Kitchen rescue!

[tinkerheart]

Fëanor has frequented the kitchen in the oddest of hours previously. Right now he was led there by the smell, or rather stink, of burnt cheese. He honestly expected to find Peter there. Instead, it was his aunt ruining someone - or her own - late night snack. So instead of his usual You're doing it wrong he simply asks.

"Hey, do you need help with that?"

Re: Kitchen rescue!

[mayp]

Of course someone came across her before she managed to get it all cleaned up. Looking up she recognises him but isn't sure they have actually spoken during her time here. "I'm not sure there's much you can do. I think I'm going to have to throw it out and give the oven a good scrub. It shouldn't have been that hard to do," she mutters to herself with a shake of her head.

[tinkerheart]

"Would it sound rude if I asked what exactly were you trying to accomplish here?"

Because definitely he has no idea. Only that it involved cheese. And it burned...catastrophically. He could never mistake that horrid smell for anything else.

[mayp]

may blushed embarrassed. "Would you believe me if I said it was a grilled cheese sandwhich?" she asks with an awkward laugh. Most people could probably do that sort of thing in their sleep but May.... Well the best not said about her cooking skills the better. Still she hadn't exactly though she'd be able to stuff up something as simple as that but turned out she was wrong.

[tinkerheart]

"I actually would." The smell of burned cheese hanging in the air makes for a strong argument in favor of this scenario. Then it dawns on him how the disaster might have happened.

"May I offer a suggestion?" He asks but then doesn't even wait for the answer. "Next time you'd want to make one try putting cheese between two slices of bread. It should work better."

It's not an unbelievable leap of imagination on his part. That's how everyone else does it... The unbelievable part is strictly in the possibility that she might not know it.

[mayp]

She wasn't sure if she was glad or not that he believed her. Then again it did stink like cheese now that she thought about it.

"Thank you," she says with a smile. "I'll try it next time I try to brave the kitchen. I always tried to make it without the top slice on and added the top slice after the cheese had melted. Maybe that was where I was going wrong," she shrugs having a guess in the dark.