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[houredingly]

[This crayon land is nothing new to Jack Bauer-- well, the oddly looking flowers is a new thing, but Jack Bauer is almost relieved to be in this world

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[detectivedingly]

...What is that?

[houredingly]

[He puts the crayon down, defeated.]

It's what I'd like to be food.

1/2

[detectivedingly]

[detectivedingly]

[here, she'll save you the time and draw some food; its not great looking but...its less of a mess]

[himawariedingly]

[Looks down at the something but doesn't say anything yet.]

[houredingly]

[When Jack Bauer notices Russia's presence, he looks up from his "food".]

What?

[himawariedingly]

What is it?

[houredingly]

I'm making something to eat.

[Ever since Jack Bauer lost his wife, he never really learned how to cook. All he knew was microwaving packaged foods and going out to eat. He couldn't even properly draw food.

But then again, everyone Jack Bauer knows that he can go a full 24 hours without eating. This is not one of those 24 hours.]

[passionedingly]

[Boy it's nice to not have to eat. He was just watching you fail with making food there, Jack.

Don't mind Grell. He just got back from play time, so he's a little... messy.

And infringing on your personal space, sup]

[houredingly]

[He groans when Grell shows up. He should have known sooner or later he was going to come bother him.]

What do you want?

[He hasn't noticed Grell's messy appearance, yet.]

[passionedingly]

Nibbles, of course.

[So he's just going to make a grabby grab for a piece of your food there. 8D]

[houredingly]

[He doesn't do anything because he knows this food is a failure and hope Grell eats it anyway.]

Maybe he can draw a sandwich right. He starts on the bread, which is looking like bread so far... then the contents: salami, cheese, mayo, lettuce, bacon, honey mustard, and anything else you can imagine would go in a manly sandwich.

Then he glares at Grell, and just because he doesn't want him stealing his sandwich, he draws Grell one, too.]

There. Eat that.