4 Headshots || Action

[bye_to_yer_head]

A: Grocery Store:
*After the whole shroomfield incident he realized that he has no first aid stuff in his house, nor a stockpile of food should he need to hole up there for a while. So you can find him in the store, pushing a cart around filled with canned and boxed food that won't go bad. Plus a small assortment of first aid stuff

Comments

Super late, so sorry!

[forgotten_titan]

(Hey not!dad, your not!daughter's coming into the house with a bag of groceries. It seems that the drone mum asked her to do some shopping. Usually, she'd just greet him and then head up to her room to do her homework. They lived really separate lives, despite being house mates. However, the odd smell coming from the kitchen as well as the suspicious mash of red meat in the bowl does get him a weird look from Tara.)

Umm...what's that?

No prob bby!!!

[bye_to_yer_head]

Ground beef. It's gonna be my lunch.

*He eyes th' bag of groceries.*

What's all that?

This is going to be hilarious. Can we have a food fight?

[forgotten_titan]

O-kay...

(She eyes the "beef" and is just really grateful he's not making their meals. She places the goods on the kitchen counter and starts unpacking.)

Just the groceries. The "mom" in this house asked me to get them. Do you wanna use any for lunch?

:D

[bye_to_yer_head]

*He sees that look.*

Shut up. It ain't fer you.

*He will beat you with this spatula.*

Depends on what you got in there.

[forgotten_titan]

(She glares back at him.)

I didn't say anything. And I don't want your food, I'm making my own.

(She spreads out the groceries on the counter. There's the basic food groups there for you; meat, vegetables, dairy products, fruits, some bread, cereal...just the sort of stuff you'd find in a 50's household.)

She gave me the list, so I just picked them up.

(She's going to make a quick sandwich, and then head off to the library to get work done. You can have your yucky beef Sniper, it's probably not even legit cow meat.)

[bye_to_yer_head]

*He killed and ground the rats himself! It's totally beef. And it's going to be delicious. And he can do this.*

Foine. What th' hell is this stuff?

[forgotten_titan]

(She totally believes you. Uh-huh. That's totally now a whisker poking out of the red mess.)

Just the usual stuff. I think the "mom" here keeps track of the food, so use what you want. If it runs out, she'll just ask me to get more.

(She's making some sausages too, along with her sandwiches. You can't have them.)

[bye_to_yer_head]

Good. I can use it all up an' you'll jus' get more? That's a foine system.

*Totally stealing a sausage.*

[forgotten_titan]

(She just ignores him, but you're not getting the sausage. She quickly snatches it away from him.)

Hey! That's my lunch! Go make your own.

[bye_to_yer_head]

I am makin' my own!

*See! It has noodles in it now. It's gonna be way better than your stupid sandwich.*

What th' hell do you need sausages fer on a sandwich?

[forgotten_titan]

It's not going in my sandwich, I'm having it at the side!

(Noodles? You sure? Looks like rat tails to her. Anyway, she's going to fry them up fast and try to get them all out of here without you sneaking one off.)

[bye_to_yer_head]

This some American thing?

*He'll make another try to get one when she's done frying them. He doesn't give up that easy.*

And you should learn t' share.

[forgotten_titan]

Hey, you were the one who didn't want to share in the first place.

(And he succeeds in getting one!)

Give that back!!

[bye_to_yer_head]

That's because you were eyein' it loike I ground up a person or somethin'. I'm an assassin not a cannibal.

*Nope. Om nom nom nom.*

[forgotten_titan]

I didn't-! It wasn't-! OOOOOOoooo!!

(She just slams the spatula down in the sink. The rest of the sausages go into a tupperware, along with her sandwiches. She's going to mutter about irresponsible douchebag assassins while she's at it.)

[bye_to_yer_head]

*Yep. He's not listening. In fact he's whistling. You are so easy to rile up.*

I can take what I want. I'm payin' fer all this. Maybe you should get a job an' then I won't eat yer food.