#26

[and_dontgetcute]

[So Flack had gone down to the kitchen for a corned beef sandwich, and all it really took was one bite for him to be taking a bit of a stroll down memory lane. A tiny little dining room in Queens with his brothers and sister, his parents, and his ma's corned beef special. And then it hits him a bit like a punch to the gut

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[touchwithaspark]

Are you... talking to the castle? [curious Elle is in the kitchen, eyeing you]

[and_dontgetcute]

[a bit of a laugh as he looks over at her]

You know you've been here too long, right?

[touchwithaspark]

A little bit, yeah. [opens the fridge and pokes around, and then has the urge to check the oven, which she does, and sort of stares at the pie in there]

Did you? I mean... I swear it was off a second ago.

[and_dontgetcute]

[glances back and shrugs, speaking before he takes another bite of his sandwich]

Not me.

[touchwithaspark]

[makes a face, goofy castle]

Huh. [looks around, and yep there are potholders, so she'll at least take it out, so it doesn't burn; sets it on top of the stove and just stares at it]

I hate it when the castle does that.

[and_dontgetcute]

[headtilt, because he really doesn't see a problem with free pie]

You hate it when it gives you free baked goods?

[touchwithaspark]

[turns at the waist to look at him, an amused half-smirk there]

Oh, it's alright when I ask for it, you know... out loud. [reaches for a fork, and pokes at it] It's another, when it just guesses, and guesses right.

[and_dontgetcute]

[chuckles]

Yeah, that's true. That can get a little creepy.

[touchwithaspark]

[gestures with her hand] Just a little.

[sets the fork down, grabbing a plate and glancing to him] Do you want some? It's peach.

[and_dontgetcute]

[nods as he finishes up his sandwich. will never say no to free food. ever]

Sure. Thanks.

[touchwithaspark]

[gets a knife out of the drawer and slices up two pieces, she'll probably bring the rest to Sylar, but well it was her being in the kitchen that made it so, really, it was hers to do what she wanted with. Elle put one piece on a small plate, and another on a second, taking a small bite]

It's really... [okay, tastes exactly the same as the pie she got from the little bakery, that she brought to Gabriel] ... familiar. I mean good, but still - that's crazy right?

[and_dontgetcute]

[shakes his head]

Not when that sandwich was made to taste like my mom's corned beef special. Mashed potatoes 'n' all.

[touchwithaspark]

[tilts her head and stares at the pie a bit more, taking another bite, and feeling that same anxiousness she had when she was heading up to spend time with Gabriel, before he became Sylar]

I don't know if this is a good thing or not, it's just really odd.

[and_dontgetcute]

[nods]

I'm still deciding myself.

[touchwithaspark]

[shrugs and takes another bite, because, well, pie is pie]

It's still good, regardless of the emotions it's passing along.

[and_dontgetcute]

[nods as he takes a bit himself]

That's really good pie, actually.