17 February 2005 - Yorkshire - Kitchens

[there_is_a_me]

In addition to the set-up out there, Spooney got a certain collection of people smuggled into the kitchen to watch him woo and perhaps win the woman of his dreams.

Or, you know, to pull him out from under the table and get him sloshed. Whichever.

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[killitwith_fire]

Axel, in true spy/assassin style, has managed to find himself a spot out of the main path of anything, but with a good vantage on everything.

What?

Someone had to get the good spot.

[mogget_cat]

What?

Someone had to try and steal the good spot.

[killitwith_fire]

There's room for two on top of the broken stove.

If Axel can be convinced to share.

[mogget_cat]

Can he? Yrael can be mightily persuasive.

Especially when wielding a meat thermometer and a shaker of cayenne.

En garde!

[killitwith_fire]

Oho! See how well he does against the big metal spoon, and a pair of chopsticks!

Not how Axel never moves from the radius of the Stove!

It is the new Couch.

[mogget_cat]

...Yrael will have to be the bearer of bad tidings, it seems, since he burned down the couch the other day.

It will be sorely missed, until the new one is put in.

Yrael's thinking about having his name embroidered on it. Proof that it's his.

He thrusts with the meat thermometer, seeking a weak point in Axel's defense.

[killitwith_fire]

And the thermometer is snagged between chopsticks!

Axel will mourn the passing of the Couch. It was a good and loyal minion.

And he will be sure to brand his name on the new one.

[mogget_cat]

And the shaker of cayenne makes a lovely tool for blunt-force trauma to the head!

But it is a one-use-only item. Damn consumables.

Salad tongs are appropriated for use, clamping down on the chopsticks holding the thermometer captive.

[killitwith_fire]

Mmm, cayenne.

This would be the point where Foot is introduced to Face.

Specifically Axel's foot to Yrael's face.

Oh wait, they're old friends, aren't they?

[mogget_cat]

Yup!

CHOMP.

[killitwith_fire]

Yay for boots?

Shortly, Yrael gets grabbed in a headlock, and summarily hauled up onto the stove.

Which is not as broken as the kitchen staff think it is. At least not while Axel's on it.

Shhh.

[mogget_cat]

There's Fire on the stove? Headlock means hairpulling. Because Axel actually has enough to grip.

Not'cat's in the kettle and the silver spoon...

[killitwith_fire]

"HEY!"

[mogget_cat]

"Oh, what. You want to impose rules now of all times?"

Says the not'cat in the headlock.

[killitwith_fire]

"I was sharing," Axel points out. "I was being nice, and you pulled my hair."

[mogget_cat]

"You kicked me in the face and put me in a headlock," he points out. He was only being fair.