New Roommate!

[kivaember]

 Who: Prussia and Italy
Where: Prussia's House (Phanga Neighbourhood)
When: 9th May
Style: Prose
Status: Closed

Gilbert was legitimately excited as fuck. The house he managed to get was too large for one person, and now that he was going to have someone else sharing - someone who could cook and clean, mind you - he was darting about in an excitable tizzy. He prepped the guest room by airing out the spare sheets and slipping them on the mattress, pillows and duvet, and even did a quick hoover through the house. He may hate cleaning, but that didn't mean he wanted Italy to think he lived like a complete slob. Contrary to popular belief, Gilbert was tidy...

He just hated cleaning. That was all. 

By the time he was done, Gilbert was ready to flop on the sofa and go to sleep. He refrained and instead sat in the living room, glancing over at the window every so often in hopes of catching sight of Italy, before scowling and looking away, ashamed at being so, well, desperate. The house really was too big for one person, he had felt lonely by himself... Although he would sooner kill himself than admit that out loud. Clustering was for the weak and all that. 

God, with how many times he repeated that that may as well be his catchphrase now. 

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[kivaember]

"Sure - but first, let's eat something. I've only been living off microwavable meals and having something cooked for once is just too much to pass up."

[savemegermany]

Italy nodded. His stomach was hungry too. "I can make spaghetti~~~"

[kivaember]

Gilbert's eyes lit up. Spaghetti yes! He suppressed his excitement and instead leapt behind Italy, planting his hands on his thin shoulders and steering him out of the bedroom. "Yes, let me show you around the kitchen then!"

[savemegermany]

Italy grinned, happy to cook for some one, and was pretty easy to push right out of the bedroom. He just liked cooking for people, and he liked it when they enjoyed his cooking.

[kivaember]

Gilbert led Italy right down to his kitchens, and proceeded to show him where everything was. He didn't possess much, really. Aside from the plates and bowls and cutlery and microwave, he didn't have much in the way of pots and pans, or other kitchen appliances, and the cupboards - aside from the food that Italy brought - were stuffed full of instant noodles or cans of baked beans or soup.

Indeed, Gilbert ate like a college student.

[savemegermany]

Italy observed where everything was. "Ve, you have so few pots." He made a note to get some more. He pulled out a rather medium sized pot. "This should do. I'll get more later~~~"

[kivaember]

"Er, yeah, sorry. I only cook simple stuff, so...don't really have a proper kitchen thing..." Gilbert mumbled, scuffing the floor with his socked foot.

[savemegermany]

"Ve, ve, no worries!" Italy smiled, pulling out what cookware there was and starting water to boil. "I'll just get some supplies later~"

[kivaember]

Gilbert nodded, and stood awkwardly in the kitchen. "So...need me to do anything?"

[savemegermany]

Italy shook his head. "Only if you'd like to."

[kivaember]

Well Gilbert was used to leaving cooking to other people, but he had bummed about the house by himself long enough. "I'll help!"

[savemegermany]

Italy grinned broadly. "Ve, could you bring the water to a boil? I'll start on the sauce~"

[kivaember]

An easy task for Gilbert! He turned on the stove, and stuck a pot filled halfway with water on top of it. Right. That was done.

[savemegermany]

Italy turned and rummaged through the fridge, settings items on the counter as he found them: fresh tomatoes, celery, mushrooms, and a jar of tomato sauce he'd made earlier that week. Having half the stuff premade did save a lot of time and it was still fresh as he'd made the pasta and the sauce just a day prior.

[kivaember]

Gilbert hovered. "Need me to do anything else?" Watching water boil was boring...

[savemegermany]

Italy nodded. "Pour in the noodles. They'll need to be stirred so they don't stick to the pot and will cook thoroughly."

[kivaember]

Gilbert can handle that much. He put the noodles into the pot, and after some rummaging in his drawer, managed to find a plastic cooking spoon to stir the water up.

[savemegermany]

Italy busied himself with heating up the tomato sauce in another pot, stirring it with a wooden spoon to make sure it didn't burn, alternating that with dicing the vegetables he'd add. "Ve, do you like garlic in your sauce?"

[kivaember]

"Yeah. I like anything in my sauce," Gilbert grinned lazily. He really wasn't a fussy eater. He'd eat stale bread if he had to.

[savemegermany]

"Okay~~" Italy grinned, pulling out the garlic cloves too. He chopped it up and with the other chopped veggies, scooted them off the cutting board and into the bubbling sauce.

[kivaember]

Gilbert watched, leaning his elbows on the counter and propping his chin on his upturned palm. "S'now what? We wait?"

[savemegermany]

"Ve, we wait for it to cook," Italy nodded. "We'll need to stir both pots occasionally."

oh yes, by the way, would you like to be dragged into a Prussia and Kratos thread?

[kivaember]

"Ah," Gilbert scratched the back of his neck. That didn't sound like much fun... "Can we listen to the radio while we wait then?" Gilbert loved him some radio.

oooof course. sounds like fun :)

[savemegermany]

Italy nodded. "Ve, I've never listened to the radio here. I bet it's nice to listen to." It hadn't crossed his mind that radio actually broadcast here, but the locals did have quite a bit in the way of technology, so it was entirely possible.

http://vatheon.dreamwidth.org/124007.html?thread=9285735#cmt9285735 here \o

[kivaember]

Gilbert grinned, "Well, I say radio, but I managed to snag some CDs to put in an old CD player, so I guess it's like listening radio if you put them on shuffle."