sketti! [meal post]

[onceaqueen]

Susan kept tonight's dinner simple, since Rickon was in A Mood and one certain way to defuse it was to prepare his favourite food for supper--spaghetti. He could not quite say the word as yet, however, so it came out sketti more often than not. There were two sorts of sauce, one with boar sausage meatballs and one that was strictly vegetarian, so

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[sluttylyingliar]

'Gross' is Rachel's first thought, quickly followed by 'Hey, I know that baby.'

"I know you," Rachel announces, smartly going with the second thought as she points at Rickon's happy face. "Little dinosaur warrior."

[onceaqueen]

"Wachew!" Rickon remembered her quite well from their adventure in the jungle, and he bounced up and down happily in his chair. He refused to sit in a 'high chair' and so Mother had sat him in a regular chair on a stack of books pulled from the shelf. He liked this much better.

Susan looked up from cutting up Rickon's spaghetti for him. "Dinosaur--oh, goodness, were you with Rickon in the jungle?" She hadn't known exactly who Rickon had been with and wished she did so she could thank them for keeping him safe.

[sluttylyingliar]

"One of a few, but I'm not the flying robot, unfortunately," she says, giving the kid a wave. She kind of hopes that 'rachel' is the only word he learned from her. "I'm Rachel. He was a good baby, all things considered."

[onceaqueen]

Rickon waved happily, but Susan got up from her chair and hugged the other woman. "Thank you so much for looking after him," she said, letting go. "I know he couldn't have been... very easy, especially wet and hungry. But I'm so glad he came back in one piece, and I'm very grateful that you kept an eye on him."

[sluttylyingliar]

Rachel startles a little as she's hugged but she manages an awkward pat.

"You're welcome, but he was seriously fine," she says, deciding not to tell her about the part where he felt down the hill towards the end. "Totally well behaved. More than me, probably."

[onceaqueen]

Susan looked at Rickon as if very doubtful that he could have been anything but cross and miserable by himself in the rain. He was often cross with dry clothes and a full tummy; she could not imagine otherwise.

Rickon banged his fork on the table. "Thuck!" he said happily.

[sluttylyingliar]

To her credit, Rachel does totally wince at that. She hopes if Brooke ever manages to have any babies, she's smart enough to keep them away from her.

"Uh, so. Anyway, yeah we totally saved him and can't be held accountable for anything else," she says with a bright smile. "The robot taught him that," she lies.

[onceaqueen]

Susan thought she ought to be a little annoyed that Rickon had picked up that word, but she wasn't, really. "I can always teach him not to say it," she said. "But if he had been hurt or worse, I might not be able to do anything about that. I'm just glad you all helped get him back here in one piece."