[ACTION] Thanksgiving
A few people were coming over, almost everyone he'd invited. Which was good because things in the house were still a bit tense and all the chatter would make the holiday spirit alive. Feliciano was flittering about the kitchen like an expert chef, looking at the roasting turkey one second, the ham the next, making the stuffing and macaroni from scratch as Lili and the house chef did the vegetables and potatoes.
Everyone else mingled in the dining area and the drawing room attached until Feliciano, complete in chefs whites and a hat (Feliks burst out in laughter when he saw him, just like when he'd been greeted on arrival, and nearly fell to the floor), popped his head out if the kitchen to cheerfully announce dinner was nearly done. The chef finished the food and, with the help of a maid, placed everything on large serving platters, carved the meat and set the table. Feliciano and Lili left the kitchen to run upstairs and change. When they both got downstairs again everyone was finding their seats, the wine was uncorked an breathing, sharing a glass bucket with cider for those who did not want the selections of wine from the cellars.
Feliciano took the head seat and make a toast, smiling and telling jokes as the food was brought out. The rest of dinner was of chattered laughs, jokes, stories and what everyone was planning for the holidays. He left briefly to check on desert and the cake and various pies were brought out with eggnog.
After, the huge fireplace in the drawing room was lit, the couches rearranged around it and people sat and talked more, people leaving for other engagements or because they were tired until only the occupants of the mansion remained. Romano left in a huff, complaining about being around Ludwig too long. The occupants of the house slowly drifted off themselves until it was just Feliciano in the room, gathering the cups and turning the fire off. He washed the glasses, plates and utensils, leaving the larger things to soak for the morning. The chef had cleaned the counters and stashed away the leftovers.
Satisfied, Feliciano took a warm shower, made sure the dogs and sugar gliders had plenty of food and water and snuggled into bed. His work could wait for tomorrow.
For the first time in weeks he slept without nightmares.
Everyone else mingled in the dining area and the drawing room attached until Feliciano, complete in chefs whites and a hat (Feliks burst out in laughter when he saw him, just like when he'd been greeted on arrival, and nearly fell to the floor), popped his head out if the kitchen to cheerfully announce dinner was nearly done. The chef finished the food and, with the help of a maid, placed everything on large serving platters, carved the meat and set the table. Feliciano and Lili left the kitchen to run upstairs and change. When they both got downstairs again everyone was finding their seats, the wine was uncorked an breathing, sharing a glass bucket with cider for those who did not want the selections of wine from the cellars.
Feliciano took the head seat and make a toast, smiling and telling jokes as the food was brought out. The rest of dinner was of chattered laughs, jokes, stories and what everyone was planning for the holidays. He left briefly to check on desert and the cake and various pies were brought out with eggnog.
After, the huge fireplace in the drawing room was lit, the couches rearranged around it and people sat and talked more, people leaving for other engagements or because they were tired until only the occupants of the mansion remained. Romano left in a huff, complaining about being around Ludwig too long. The occupants of the house slowly drifted off themselves until it was just Feliciano in the room, gathering the cups and turning the fire off. He washed the glasses, plates and utensils, leaving the larger things to soak for the morning. The chef had cleaned the counters and stashed away the leftovers.
Satisfied, Feliciano took a warm shower, made sure the dogs and sugar gliders had plenty of food and water and snuggled into bed. His work could wait for tomorrow.
For the first time in weeks he slept without nightmares.