Hey look, it's a Tony log

[runs_on_batteries]

Who: Tony and OTA
Where: Kitchen/ Dining car
When: Bassoon 4-ish
What: Tony's cooking meals, making treats, and generally trying to keep himself busy
Warnings: Irreverence and Language? The usual.

The last team had done a respectable job in the kitchen. He'd had few complaints during the last month. However, between himself and the rest of the red team, especially Feanor, people were going to be very well fed this month.

Even though there were plenty of cooks in this kitchen for the month, this particular day Tony had taken over the kitchen. He was only sort of sticking to the recipes he'd been given, preferring to use his own or make them up as he went (shocking, I know). Currently he had three dishes he was working on at once. He had some salmon he was curing to make lox, some gummy candy he was making, and the main dish for the evening meal- whole roasted salmon with herbs and farfalle pasta with asparagus and tomatoes. Thanks to Evie and Feanor, they also had sourdough bread to go along with it and a fancy Elvish dessert.

Off to one side, he had an eggplant out, ready to fix for certain individuals who saw fish and fled in terror.

[ooc: Feel free to catch him at any point of this meal prep, during clean up, or during the meal. Whatever, you guys know I'll tag anything.]

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at some point during prep whatever she's chill

[bombashbunny]

Ash was definitely someone who snacked throughout the day rather than eat only at breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Here she was, headed to the kitchen to find something to nibble on - perhaps a piece of fruit, maybe some crackers? - stopping as she found Tony in the kitchen doing whatever it was that he was making. He had a lot going on and she was very nervous about getting in the way - so she wouldn't get in the way.

"Do you need help?" She was already rolling up the sleeves of her hoodie to her elbows, the burn scars on her arms dully shining under the light. Just as with the party, she was more than willing to help with the prep. Hopefully Tony wasn't feeling spicy and would push her out of her comfort zone, but even Ash wouldn't be surprised if he did.

How about right in middle of everything :D

[runs_on_batteries]

Was it really a surprise that Tony couldn't manage to do one thing at a time? His mind had to be kept busy and trying to juggle multiple recipes with different prep times was one way to stay sharp- not that he suspected it could go dull.

He glances up when Ash comes in, immediately smiling when he sees her. "Hey Ash!" He pauses in the middle of his madness to think of what he could give her to do. With someone else he might try to wave them off, but Ash was both competent and he enjoyed her company. So if she was offering to spend time with him, he wasn't going to turn that down.

"I have some vegetables that could use some prep. Mind cutting the tomatoes in half and cutting the asparagus? Make them about this long." He makes a quick reference with his thumb and index finger for something around an inch.

He cuts off a piece of the sourdough bread, spread some butter on it, and handed it over to her. "Evie did a great job with this bread. Want to try it? There are also some fresh mangoes over there I can slice up if you're hungry."

seems about right xD

[bombashbunny]

She was mostly just impressed at how much he could multitask, but Ash was not the most accomplished chef (nor would she ever claim to be). She didn't consider how she could have multiple trains of thought going on surrounding her automatons and weaponry... But when did she ever give herself credit?

She returned the smile, her ears perking up a bit. There was some relief that he was happy to see her, but mostly it was just a warmth that reminded her of how she felt when she'd see Stephanivien. With a nod she moves in to pick up the knife, but stopped herself as Tony handed her the sourdough.

It had been quite a while since she'd had any - she wasn't a picky eater and didn't often seek things out while she was traveling, so she often had very basic meals on the road. She was excited. She was shaking her head no to the mangos as she took a bite of the sourdough, but she stopped and looked to Tony, her smile growing a smidge. She finished the bite she had before she spoke.

"Oh, that's good - I haven't had sourdough in far too long. Evie did do a great job." She leaned against the counter as she took a minute to enjoy the bread before starting her veggie cutting mission. "I appreciate the mango, but I think I'll hold off - who knows how many bites I'll sneak when you aren't looking." There were subtle hints of mischief behind those freckles and mismatched eyes.

[runs_on_batteries]

It was amusing how similar her personality could be to that of a rabbit. She could be a bit shy and always subdued. He had a brief moment of picturing her with a little bunny nose as she bit into the bread and he smirks at his own internal joke. If she really turned her attention to some poor guy on this train, the fellow would be a goner. She was so easy to like and gorgeous to boot. He wondered if there weren't someone closer to her age that would be better suited for her.

He laughs lightly at her tease. He gestures towards the thin strips of salmon. "That's higher quality salmon than I had expected. If it were back home, I'd add citrus to that and maybe a little spices and serve it raw. I'm not quite confident enough in it to do that here." The salt would cure the meat and make it perfectly suited to be eaten without cooking it. What he wouldn't give for some lemon! "I don't know what else I'm using that you can steal bites of, but if you see anything, help yourself. If I were back home, I'd also have a martini."

[stealsyourheart]

And here's said individual, perching on the edge of the bench, doing fancy card shuffles.

"Thanks for this man."

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony flashes Kaito a smile. "You're welcome, kid. I've attempted to go vegetarian a couple times and I've found you can do just about anything to eggplant you can do to meat. Do you want me to make some beans or anything to go along with this so you have some protein too?" He glances over again, just as he was slicing the vegetable.

Besides that, he wanted to go back to their original conversation of Kaito's dad. He was an interesting man. "So you said he gave up the majority of his travels once you were born. Do you know where he went beforehand?"

[stealsyourheart]

"Eh, whatever works." He says amiably, watching curiously. "I'm a teen, I eat anything." He quips cheerfully. "So long as it's not f-fish."

He grins. "Wherever the work was! He was in Vegas for a while, I know, and he toured through Europe. Don't think he ever broke the Chinese market, but magic's harder to pull of as a profession in Asia anyway."

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony will take that as a yes. He looks around for what else he can add to make this taste good for the fish-avoiding teen. He decided on a fairly simple recipe that Morgan used to eat since they had bread, cheese, and black beans available. He wasn't sure how well it went with eggplant, but he doubted Kaito would hold that against him.

Anyway, he was more interested in listening to Kaito talk about his family than splitting hairs over a perfect dinner. Well, not more interested. About the same level. Perfect dinners were important too.

"Why's that? It doesn't get the respect it does in Western culture?" He asks, curiously.

[happyends]

"Oh, mister Stark..!" Madoka had already heard the sounds coming from the kitchen when she was standing outside it, but she had to just pop in her head and see who was making all that meal preparation noise.

At least the purpose she had in coming here seems pretty clear - she's holding a mop in her hands, apparently busy with the blue team's share of the chores.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were busy here.. I'll clean things up later then." But just leaving right away feels rude. Especially when he's been so nice to her, so.. "Um, how have you been..?"

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony glances up as he's pulling pans out of the cupboard and getting a whole assortment of ingredients out onto the counter. "Hey Madoka!" He responses with a grin. "You don't need to worry about the kitchen. Red team can clean this place up... I mean, unless you just want to help. I'm not going to stop you."

"I'm doing well. Just trying to stay busy." He gets a couple packs of gelatin out. "I'm going to be making some gummy candy. You should get some when I'm finished."

[happyends]

The look in Madoka's eyes says everything. She sure wants some of those gummy candies! Maybe she should just.. hang around and clean some part of the kitchen he isn't using or something.. just so she can stick around to get some of those later on. That sounds like a plan to her.

"That sounds good." An understatement if there ever was one, but it'd feel bad to look too eager for those. "You seem pretty content with your kitchen duty."

Not that Madoka is the type to complain about chores either, but she knows there are people who don't like having to do chores as much.

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony has to laugh. Madoka's reaction to the candy was very cute and rivaled Peter's level of obsession with sweets. How many other kids did they have on board who lived for sugar? He knew Charlotte and Buttercup did too.

He flashes her another smile as he starts setting up what he'll need on the counter. "Well.. for the past few years I've been a stay-at-home dad. My wife, Pepper, is the CEO of the company my family started. I had to learn how to do stuff around the house, like cook and the more self-sufficient our family was the better." He'd been so sick and weak when he'd been rescued. They'd had a chaplain perform the wedding while he was still on bed rest and it wasn't that long before his daughter was born. They'd both been home for the first year or so, but then Pepper had been ready to go back to her work. Tony thought he'd never work again.

"I guess it just reminds me of home."

[faithfulson]

Since Mr. Stark’s team was the one that was supposed to be on meal duty, apparently, the kitchen was the first place Luke went looking for him... sort of. Really, he had intended to keep his word on allowing the other man to set the time and date of their discussion about how different his reality was from how others on the train seemed to know it, but the smells from the kitchen caught the attention of his poor stomach, which survived too long on military rations to ignore it. It rumbled in hunger still even as he hung back, waiting for an opportune moment to interrupt Tony, one that wouldn’t lead to fingers getting sliced off.

“Mr. Stark, sir?” he finally asked softly once he was sure.

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony looked up from the multiple sheet pans of fish fillets. He had a set of tweezers and had been carefully deboning them. When his eyes fell on Luke, he gave the young man a smile. He stopped to wash his hands and offered Luke a clean hand. "Tony. It's okay, Luke. I'm not your commanding officer. Make yourself at home, kid."

He cut a small chunk of sourdough off a loaf- from the looks of it he'd already cut a few pieces off- and spread some butter on it. Handing it off to the young man, he asked, "How are you getting along with all your adoring and intrusive fans?"

[faithfulson]

"Thank you, sir--"

Luke aborted the sentence too late, though he still had the grace to look sheepish as he accepted Tony's hand. He gave it a firm shake, before letting go and settling himself against the counter.

"Sorry, a military upbringing make it hard to shake off some habits," he supplied as an excuse. He was accepting the loaf piece a moment later, taking a happy bite out of it and trying not to roll his eyes at the question that came next, managing to swallow before he answered.

"I've been called a 'Jedi' so many times in the last couple days, I almost expect an Inquisitor to be looming over my shoulder everywhere I go."

He gave Tony a desperate look.

"What is it that everyone seems to know me, yet know nothing about me?"

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony nods, waving the apology away. "It's fine. I have several of the kids calling me 'Mister Stark' anyway, so whatever you're comfortable with."

It was moments like this, he wished he could share a beer or a glass of bourbon with a new friend. Unfortunately all they had were much softer drinks and those just didn't cut it. However, it was just his style to offer whatever he did have without asking permission to give it or waiting for a request to have it in the first place- such as the bread.

He picked up the glass of iced tea he'd been sipping while cooking, and gives Luke a look caught somewhere between highly amused and sympathetic. "It'll calm down. These kids have the attention span of a toddler. In the meantime, let them start to get to know the real you. You don't owe them anything, especially not to be someone you're not."

closer to the evening

[hashtagparkerluck]

Peter might not have actually fallen asleep the night before, he stayed in the gaming car until he suddenly found himself back in bed. Which is really annoying because he was in the middle of a game and didn't get to save. UGH. Once he manages to crash he's out for most the day, all way until almost evening. Letting out a huge yawn he makes his way to the kitchen car to grab something to eat then maybe go back to video games.

He stops when finds Mr Stark and suddenly feels very self conscious about how he'd spent his entire night. Well, he doesn't really have to report that he stayed up super late in the game car, right?

"S'up Mr Stark? Sorry I kinda slept through lunch. Guess I was like super beat."

Re: closer to the evening

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony glances up from where he was sliding the sheet of gummies out of the fridge to see if they'd set yet. He gives Peter a warm smile, though his eyebrows rose discovering the kid had been asleep this whole time.

"I'm sure you needed it, kid." He straightened and set the cookie sheet full of little inch by inch cubes of what looked like jello cubes with a light dusting of powdered sugar on them. Hey, give these a try and let me know how they are. I know they'll be colder than normal, but is the texture okay?"

[hashtagparkerluck]

He's a little surprised by the lack of questions or even vague irritation that he's been asleep a huge chunk of the day. However, Tony's right, he probably did need the sleep. He gets so little of it these days.

The thing Tony's taking out of the fridge looks an awful lot like sour candy. Did he make sour gummies?

"Oh my god, did you make sour candy? Oh my god, I love you! You're the best!" He gushes quickly, grabbing a couple of the gummies-they're not as chewy when cold but once they've warmed to room temp they'll be just as good as trolli's he's sure.

One Fancy Mango Crumble for all to admire (and eat)

[tinkerheart]

Apart from his self-imposed mission to make sure all his sons eat properly, Feanor doesn't enjoy cooking all that much. So if Tony wants to take it on himself doing the big stuff, Feanor won't stop him.
He did promise dessert though because somehow that's now his specialty. It's as fancy as it can be with such laughably limited stock of ingredients. Which is not fancy at all to his standards but probably heavenly feast to all others.

A mango crumble it is. The choice was obvious as it is one of the few options that could be eaten hot or cold, no matter the hour. A useful thing to have considering the erratic sleep patterns of some of the fellow travelers. Though anyone who gets caught reheating the crumble in a microwave in his presence should prepare for a lecture on how that's a crime, they're completely ruining the texture and should be deeply ashamed of themselves.

Re: One Fancy Mango Crumble for all to admire (and eat)

[afterburner]

Being a teenager, Renee is fine with grabbing herself a helping (there's probably some greed there, let's face it, but not enough greed to make off with the entire thing), and finding a place to lean against the counter with it.

She's scarfing it cold because that means it's getting where it's supposed to go faster, but she looks up at the tall Elf, gives him a nod, and swallows before asking him a question.

"Did you make this, mister? It's really good!" But Renee's kind of a sucker for mango too, so that definitely doesn't hurt.

[tinkerheart]

"Indeed, it was I."

Last time they had a conversation she was telling him she's superhuman, hailing from a special bloodline or something of that sort. Being the only person in the kitchen not floating in the air at that moment kind of proved the point. Evidence enough even without the telekinetic powers showcase.
So the change in attitude is most welcomed.

"I'm glad that you like it," he says with a slight nod.

Post-Food Fight Blues

[runs_on_batteries]

He made the mess, there was no denying that. So he had to be the responsible one and clean it up. Peter was smoothing things over with Joss and Buttercup for him- or taking a shower, who knows. So despite the fact he was covered in powdered sugar, egg, flour, and drenched in water, he was trying to clean the kitchen.

After deciding his shoes were caked in the food stuff, he kicked his shoes off, rolled up his cargo pants a bit, and tossed his hoodie and t-shirt off. All that was left was his black tank top, but even that was damp. He rubbed a hand through his hair with a sigh, only to realize it was coated in white too. He seriously thought about just hollering for Madoka to come in here and have a party.

[faithfulsupport]

Coffee was on the advisor's mind and there was only one place to get it. So Ignis had put it off and put it off since he'd been reading. Well now he was really hankering for a cup and so he put the book down and left his room. Maybe he'd try to put a little of that chocolate powder he'd seen in there just to try it.

Coming into the kitchen, his green eyes widened. Everything was such a mess and there was Tony, cleaning it. This prevented Ignis from taking one step into the kitchen and he looked around, eyes missing nothing.

So he leaned against the door frame with a sigh and folded his arms across his chest. "Do I even want to know what happened in here?"

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony looked up, a smudge or two on his face, and a broad smile. "Uh.. I'm pretty sure my team won?" They hadn't really had teams, so he was pretty sure that wasn't entirely true. However it was better than admitting immediately that this whole scene was his fault.

Straightening, he shrugged and glanced around at the floor. "Okay, which of these scenarios sounds the least bad. 1 ) I did an experiment in the blender and it exploded. 2) A giant ice cream monster attacked and we had to defend against it. 3) Peter and I had a food fight."