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berwaldsverige

Family Friday Night

May 20, 2011 22:21

It was the end of a very long pair of weeks "readjusting" back into the swing of classes for everyone. On the way home from school Friday after classes Berwald and Tino stopped at the grocery store. (Ivan and Erik had taken to riding with Mathias and Siguard to school) They stocked up the pantry and he decided a "Family Night" was in order and he ( Read more... )

family, ivan, tino, mathias, erikir, the clan, siguard, live rpg, nordic compound, berwald, hana

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tino_suomi May 22 2011, 03:44:39 UTC

Tino popped his head out of the door. Well, there was going to be a dog fight over who was going to be doing the grilling. He poked his head back in ( ... )

berwaldsverige May 22 2011, 05:31:43 UTC

Berwald just raised an eyebrow as he set the meat on the table next to the grill. Ivan just pulled up a chair to watch.

"Then you do realize the coals aren't ready yet oh Grill Master?" Berwald asked looking at the still black coals, they needed to ash over slightly to be ready.

tino_suomi May 22 2011, 05:39:25 UTC

Mads rolled his eyes. "Okay I'll let you light it. I'm used to a gas grill anyway. But I'm still going to be cooking that meat. I don't want to be eating charcoal for dinner. I know your ways." He clacked the tongs again mimicking a frustrated lobster, but his mood was more mocking. "I have the utmost confidence in you Svenk Trold, confidence that you would probably cook them dry. And this is not me being an asshole, but me not trusting your cooking. Tino loves the shit out of you and even he doesn't let you near anything he's going to be putting in his mouth."
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Tino of course kept peering out the back door to make sure no blood was being spilled as Siguard was making pan fried green beans. He could justify it as he was husking corn on the cob and was making it seem like he was going to be bringing the husks out to the compost pile when he was done. "Our boys are big idiots." He muttered. The was a murmur of 'amen' from the stoic Norwegian.

berwaldsverige May 22 2011, 05:44:06 UTC

"That I will concede.. in the kitchen. I'm not half bad on the grill. But I'll give way for the sake of no fighting. I'm not in the mood to argue with you today. I'm in too good a mood." Berwald said pulling up a chair next to Ivan.

"Medium Rare... please don't char my cow slab. I like it PINK in the middle. Otherwise it's leather." Berwald added propping his feet up on another chair. A wisp of mirth twinkling in his eyes as he goaded the Dane slightly.

tino_suomi May 22 2011, 05:52:45 UTC

"How often they let you near a grill these five years you've lived here? I'd trust myself a bit more." Mads cackled. "Besides. Back home for the summer I cook on the grill every night. If I can appease the pickiness that is Siguard Thomassen I'm sure I can do good by these slabs of steak." He grinned peering at the fire starting to come to life as Berwald sat in his chair ( ... )

berwaldsverige May 22 2011, 11:03:50 UTC

"As much as I love him, he over cooks meat." Berwald chuckled at Tino's paranoia over "worms" which was a fallacy to begin with. Try as he might he could never convince Tino otherwise that eating rare meat did not give someone worms.

It was about this time Hana and Rasputin had figured out that the BIG bipeds were outside with items that smelled like MEAT. The little beggars wasted no time coming out to beg.

Hana by circling Mathias' feet then sitting down to "beg" sweetly with he front paws as if she were pleading. It was adorable.

Rasputin was more direct and he hoped up on the table to stare at the meat tray, then to Ivan, then the tray then to Ivan as if to communicate his desire for Ivan to cut one of those slabs up in smaller pieces or else he was going to start gnawing... on your face if you didn't comply.

tino_suomi May 22 2011, 16:32:41 UTC

Tino hadn't yet shut the door and he poked his head back out. "I don't care what you say or what you google. When I was little Mummi told me not to eat raw meat because you'd get worms. Even if there's no worms in it the very idea of raw meat grosses me out because all I can think about is worms." He snorted. Ironic, as he didn't fear that the dog would get worms from raw ground turkey or raw bacon. (Hana was often spoiled during the food-making-process ( ... )

berwaldsverige May 22 2011, 20:55:30 UTC

Berwald just chuckled at Mathias' misfortune when it came to the furry members of the household. Rasputin deliberately "fucked with him" on purpose with maniacal kitty glee (which Berwald totally encouraged and approved of) and Hana was fine with Mathias so long as he was two feet or more away from Tino and Siguard. For some reason she had a protective streak a mile wide when it came to those two and only when it concerned Mads' proximity. If he was alone, she was perfectly content to play with him, sit on his lap, beg scraps, etc... but the minute he made to touch one or the other, she growled and barked at him. (Which Berwald ALSO encouraged and approved of).

Berwald picked up Hana's disgusting and ratty (but favorite) tennis ball and tossed it for her while he enjoyed Mads trying to ignore the EVIL EYE he was getting from Rasputin. (Who was defiantly back on the Table naturally, challenging Mads to touch him again.)

mathias_danmark May 22 2011, 21:07:16 UTC

"I'm going to wear you for a boot, Kremlin-Kat I swear to god and Odin and Loki your furry ass will be grass." He glared at the cat, but instead of going head to head with him again the Dane just made sure that none of the food was left on the table where the little bastard was sitting.

"And another thing, you're all pricks for encouraging him and letting him get away with shit. If it was you-" he pointing the tongs at Berwald, "or YOU-" he shook them at Ivan, "that made him behave he might knock his shit off." He'd already come to forgive the dog for her weirdness, but he'd come up with a method with the dog.

Approach Tino -> Notice dog growling -> Abandon Tino and scoop up dog -> Rub dog's belly, if even against her will.

He was hoping this method would build trust with the dog (or at least some kind of FONDNESS and maybe she would knock her shit off when he touched Siguard. He wanted to be able to give his lovely a kiss even if the dog was around.)

berwaldsverige May 22 2011, 21:16:56 UTC

"Have you ever tried to make a cat obey? You might as well construct a real Mjolnir and become the next THOR. You'd have a better chance calling down lightening than getting a cat to listen to orders." Berwald said tossing the slobbery ball again for Hana.

"Besides, it far more entertaining watching you spaz over it too." Berwald grinned.... GRINNED at Mathias. Hell had frozen over.

mathias_danmark May 22 2011, 21:25:34 UTC

Mads made an obscene gesture at the Swede. "Come over here and call me a spaz and I'll give you a near death experience so the cat'll be up your ass too." He crowed, further exaggerating the gesture, but quickly he put his hands back down when he saw Tino turn to look out the window. As soon as the Finn was back to work he cackled and continued the gesture. "And before you say it, cause I know you're thinking it, I am not A prick I am THE prick. Emperor of Douche Bag, Monarch of Shit for Brains, Dictator of the Dick-Taters, and Ambassador of Asshole.. Did I miss any royal titles?"

berwaldsverige May 22 2011, 21:39:34 UTC

"His Eminence of Fucktards?" Berwald drawled from his chair "I do highly agree with the Monarch of Shit for Brains too. But sadly, This is no battle of wits between you and me. I never pick on an unarmed man." Berwald razzed poking at the Dane verbally from his lawn chair.

mathias_danmark May 22 2011, 21:48:57 UTC

"OH OH! I like that one. His Eminence of Fucktards? That's getting put on my grave stone with the rest of my won-through-blood titles." But at the comment of being unarmed in wit the Dane blew a raspberry at the Swede. "Intelligence I won't claim to have a lot of, but fuck you I am all kinds of witty. I think you could probably out do me at any test of book smarts, but when it comes to making people laugh you're only option is to show your goofy face. I'm hilarious." Even if only by Danish standards seeing as he still thought fart jokes were funny. There's a difference, Mads, between telling jokes and being a smart ass. You're just a smart ass.

"You may be smarter, but my sense of humor is like, over 9000 times better than yours."

berwaldsverige May 22 2011, 21:54:43 UTC

"What he lacks in intelligence, he more than makes up for in stupidity... You are such a smart-ass I bet you could sit on a carton of ice cream and tell what flavor it is. My sense of humor is fine, you're just not funny to anyone other than to yourself." Berwald raised his eyebrow and tossed the ball again for Hana, right over Mathias' head, just barely missing his skull.

Berwald winked "Sorry." (He wasn't in the slightest.)

mathias_danmark May 22 2011, 23:45:24 UTC

The Dane audibly groaned. "I have dog spit... in my hair... fabelagtig." He wiped his hand across his skull and shot Berwald a look. "You're not sorry. And for it your shall suffer in the future."

berwaldsverige May 23 2011, 03:01:15 UTC

Berwald only grinned and shrugged. "So is the story of my life." He replied as Hana returned to Mathias' feet and dropped her slobbery ball on his bare, flip-flopped foot. Wagging her tail sweetly as she resumed begging and being utterly adorable in the process.

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