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Oct 12, 2009 11:54

When; Monday, October 12. Early evening.
Rating; PG
Characters; Tony Foster (darkest0knight ) and anyone Tony has spoken to and made friends with is welcome.
Summary; It's Tony's first real Thanksgiving and Eden is cooking so naturally he's invited the whole city to crowd into the apartment.
Log; ( It's the Great Turkey Tony Foster! )

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Kitchen: OPEN eiremagic October 12 2009, 19:16:51 UTC

Have you ever seen Eden take over a kitchen? Because she's done just that; she's lost track of both Tony and Matt, and she's poring over the turkey and the stuffing and the foods that have been listed as traditional that she's not entirely sure she's doing right.

But there are enough buns and different kinds of bread to feed an army.

Bother her at your own peril.

Kitchen: OPEN basstardchuck October 12 2009, 19:21:33 UTC

At some point Chuck had to go to the kitchen. Mostly to see if there was something stronger to drink, because as much as he l... tolerated Foster, there was no way he would be able to last through the entire dinner while completely sober.

Seeing Eden in the kitchen... was fascinating. He leaned against the doorframe. It was like a trainwreck. You knew it was bad for you, but you couldn't look away.

Kitchen: OPEN eiremagic October 12 2009, 19:26:48 UTC

There's silence for a long time, and she's cooking like a madwoman, tasting things, sticking things in the oven, and finally, without looking up she says, "Bass, if you're goin' to stand there like a fuckin' waste yeh could at least peel me some spuds, yeah?"

Even though she knows that Chuck probably can't peel potatoes worth a damn.

Kitchen: OPEN basstardchuck October 12 2009, 19:33:29 UTC

He grimaced at that. "You're joking, yes? Even if I knew what those spuds," he pronounced the word with slight distaste, "are, you don't honestly think I'd simply go and peel them..."

Riddiculous thought. He was Chuck Bass, not some hired help.

Kitchen: OPEN eiremagic October 12 2009, 19:36:16 UTC

She turns to look at him, her face tipped forward slightly. There's a smudge of dough trailing a line from her nose to her forehead, and she doesn't look like she's joking.

Or even remotely entertained.

Instead she pulls a few potatoes from a bag, drags over a stool to him, and presses him down. She isn't very tall, but she has presence on her side. And then she hands him a potato peeler.

"Think of it as character buildin', boyo."

Kitchen: OPEN basstardchuck October 12 2009, 19:44:04 UTC

He took the pealer between two fingers and stared at it with disgust. Then he slowly put it away. For a second he entertained a thought of getting up and leaving the kitchen, but yes, Eden might've been tiny, but in her current mood something told Chuck it would be wiser not to risk too much.

"My character's built enough, thank you," he muttered and looked around the place trying to locate those wine bottles he brought with him at the beginning of the party...

Kitchen: OPEN eiremagic October 12 2009, 19:47:30 UTC

Luckily, she went back to the cake that she's making - it's clearly complicated, but it should be good when it does. What she wouldn't give for a good thick slab of potato bread, though.

"The wine's on the table," she tells him with a scowl. Wine she's not allowed to even taste. "I had to move it. Peel, Bass."

Kitchen: OPEN basstardchuck October 12 2009, 19:59:42 UTC

He finally noticed the wine. If he was to involve himself in manual labor he had to feel at least a buzz of alcohol. No way he'd engage in something like this sober. He moved around, doing his best not to get in a way of Tiny Dangerous Cook,also known as Eden and poured himself a glass of wine. He took a sip and content with what he tasted, he sat back down on the chair.

He put the glass within his reach and took the pealer. He looked at it, unsure of what to do now. He took a potato in the other hand, trying to touch it as little as possible.

He glanced quickly at Eden. "How exactly did Foster talk you into this?"

Kitchen: OPEN eiremagic October 12 2009, 20:04:33 UTC

Eden resisted the urge to take a big drink of the wine, straight from the bottle, and instead went back to creaming sugar and butter for cake. It was more for amusement than actual necessity that she had Chuck peeling potatoes. She knew he couldn't manage himself in a kitchen.

She shrugged and looked over at him, just a little, adding the flour to her creamed butter. "He needed someone to cook. I like to cook. Didn' yeh know that?" It was something she had tossed herself into, since she had come to the City.

Kitchen: OPEN basstardchuck October 12 2009, 20:23:08 UTC

He put the potato away and tried to make his hand clean again while he took another sip of the wine. He didn't know about Eden's inner struggle and while he did consider himself her friend, he would probably still drink the wine. Even if he knew.

"I thought it was more of a distraction. From the Caspian thing... You know, exchanging one obsession with another?"

Yes, he still found it hilarious and extremely amusing.

Kitchen: OPEN eiremagic October 12 2009, 20:33:03 UTC

She purses her lips together. "Yeh know I have a knife not a foot from me, right?" She finally takes the wine and moves it out of the kitchen, and comes back.

"I've always liked to cook."

Kitchen: OPEN basstardchuck October 12 2009, 20:43:00 UTC

"You won't use it," he told her in all confidence. "It would make Foster cry and destroy his disgusting cheerful mood. And you like him too much to do that."

He didn't know that about Eden. But then again, they usually hang out with Tony and if they were alone it was to get drunk. Something she didn't do in a long while. Which, seeing how the last drunken escapade ended, he was more than grateful. Still. They never exactly shared secrets...

Kitchen: OPEN eiremagic October 12 2009, 20:46:01 UTC

"It kept me Da's interest off me." She finished the cake batter and poured it into a mold. "And yeh have no idea what I will or won' do, Bass. Yeh shouldn' assume shite."

She paused for a moment, and shook her head. "I fuckin' hate bein' sober."

Kitchen: OPEN darkest0knight October 12 2009, 19:45:46 UTC

Tony risked poking his head through the door, wondering if he should offer to do something besides get in the way, which was about the only thing he was good at doing in the kitchen.

"Hey, Eden? How's everything going?"

The buns looked tempting. So did the gravy. Tony reached a finger out to sneak a taste.

Kitchen: OPEN eiremagic October 12 2009, 19:49:24 UTC

Any offer from Foster was sure to be followed with the question of will you fuck it up, and so it's probably best that he doesn't. Instead she just gives him the barest of looks, one eyebrow rising up high.

"Turkey'll be done soon. And if you're goin' to stick yehr dirty finger in that gravy, do me a favor and wash first."

Kitchen: OPEN darkest0knight October 12 2009, 19:54:50 UTC

"It's clean!" Tony huffed, taking his finger back anyway. He couldn't keep the pout going for long though.

"Everything smells really good." His kitchen looked like a disaster area, but it also looked...homey. Comforting. Like a t.v. kitchen from one of those family sitcoms where the wives wore aprons and dads played catch with their kids on the front lawn.

Tony was a bit awestruck by it all.

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