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voidtreckerexpress2020-05-15 03:05 am
callmegladio) wrote in voidtreckerexpress2020-05-15 03:05 am
Cooking With Gladio
Who: Gladio and OPEN
What: Gladio cooks. ^^ Come by and eat his food, it's not half bad!
Where: Kitchen, mainly.
When: Fiddlesticks day 8. Afternoonish.
While he may not have been a fancy cook or professional in any way, Gladio wasn't a slouch in the kitchen. He knew his way around and he could rustle something up in a pinch if he needed to. So that's how he ended up in the kitchen with Noct teaching him how to make a simple spaghetti and sauce meal. Though he did go a little adventurous and make meatballs for it as well.
It was strange to make something for so many people though. He normally had a hard time gauging amounts and would often make too much of a thing. Now they were deliberately doing that to make sure that everyone on the train had a chance to eat (and seconds, if they wanted!)
With the train rocking as it was, once the HUGE pan of spaghetti was made, Gladio kept it in the kitchen where it was safe. He had bowls ready. When the guys got hungry, he would be ready.
In the meantime... he decided to make cupcakes as well.
What: Gladio cooks. ^^ Come by and eat his food, it's not half bad!
Where: Kitchen, mainly.
When: Fiddlesticks day 8. Afternoonish.
While he may not have been a fancy cook or professional in any way, Gladio wasn't a slouch in the kitchen. He knew his way around and he could rustle something up in a pinch if he needed to. So that's how he ended up in the kitchen with Noct teaching him how to make a simple spaghetti and sauce meal. Though he did go a little adventurous and make meatballs for it as well.
It was strange to make something for so many people though. He normally had a hard time gauging amounts and would often make too much of a thing. Now they were deliberately doing that to make sure that everyone on the train had a chance to eat (and seconds, if they wanted!)
With the train rocking as it was, once the HUGE pan of spaghetti was made, Gladio kept it in the kitchen where it was safe. He had bowls ready. When the guys got hungry, he would be ready.
In the meantime... he decided to make cupcakes as well.
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Right. Kitchen. Food. He had to make it there. He shook his head at himself and entered, taking up a bowl and still looking a little out of it.
But after scooping his fill, he made it back to the nearest table without further incident.
"...thank you," he said softly. "For saving me from another helping of burnt bacon."
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And then he sat down with him and kept hold of the drink, since there wasn't actually any way for him to put it down without it risking sliding off.
"You're welcome." He spoke warmly. "You guys are doing a good job. This is the least I can do, keeping you guys fed and watered. So when you've eaten and had this drink, off to bed with you. You look like you're about to crash out."
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"We were protected from the water pressure, but there were other dangers." He ate slowly, not much in the mood to make the trek back to bed.
"And it was creepy. A dead place."
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"Sounds... fun." He said drily and gave a shake of his head. These missions, the places the train took them, were all so strange. "Any idea why you guys are down there?" He knew the mission statement of course, but it never had all of the details.