Missing Housemates

[fonmaster]

Who: Ion and Laharl since Izaya and Sola are suicidal LOSERS *sob*
When: Immediately after Zelos's announcement
Where: Larmline Penthouse
Style: Action, my brain is closed it is almost 5 am wat
Status: Closed


[After taking a much needed minute to compose himself, Ion exits the bedroom he shares with Sola and heads into the main area of the apartment, looking for Laharl.]

Laharl?

Comments

[xtsundereprince]

[ It takes him a minute to hear the yelping which caused him to get up from where he'd cocooned himself.

Five minutes later, he's popped his head into the kitchen before anything could be set on fire. ]

Ion! Whadaya think you're doing?!

[fonmaster]

Frying chicken?

[Oh Lorelei help he's got oil burns now. Don't look at them, he'll feel like a nuisance.]

It's, ah, it's in the oil now so it should be fine!

[xtsundereprince]

[ ...thinking.

Waiting.

Looking.

Staring. ]

...you have no idea what the hell you're doing, do you?

[fonmaster]

I've watched people cook before...?

[n o p e]

It's just following a recipe, isn't it? It should not be that difficult.

[xtsundereprince]

Just so ya know, there's no way you're feeding me burned food! I'm a prince! You can't feed me slop!

[ Huff. Sinking against the kitchen counter. Damn, thinking was bad for him. Made him hungry. ]

...better get it right.

[fonmaster]

It will be fine!

[Gosh Laharl, you're treating him like he's never cooked before. Which... admittedly, beyond instant meals, he hasn't. He makes his serious business face at the chicken as it cooks, turning it over frequently to make sure it doesn't burn. He gets spattered with oil a couple times, but it seems to be coming out well.]