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[vaquero_tex]

Texas has taken over your kitchen and is frying... something... unusual.

You might want to intervene though... he's not gotten past the exploding point of experimentation yet.

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[yewston]

[ someone's in a pretty damn good mood right now. all because today is a very special day. well, at least for him it is. ]

What're ya fryin'? Smells interestin'.

[vaquero_tex]

He grinned. Oh he knew there was hope for his boy.
"Beer."

[yewston]

[ he'll eat anything that's fried. he's kind of a fatty that way. ]

Beer? [ color him surprised. ] How d'ya fry somethin' like that?

[vaquero_tex]

"It's a secret~. I take it you'll be wantin' one?"

[yewston]

Now what gave me away? Course, I'd like more than just one but...

[ 'only if you insist.' ]

[vaquero_tex]

"You'll have to wait then. They ain't quite done yet."
The hissing and sputtering is NOT normal, just fyi. Taking cover is advised.

[yewston]

Uh.

[ just. raises an eyebrow at all that noise. he...doesn't really know what to make of it. ]

That normal? Sounds like somethin's about to explode.

[vaquero_tex]

"What's that?" He turned to inspect the fryer and

DUCK AND COVER!!! It explodes in a rather fantastical display of pyrotechnics and it's only because of a handily placed cabinet door that Austin has made it out of this.

[yewston]

[ HOLY SHIT WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE. except not. houston barely manages to cover his face before stumbling onto the floor.

which didn't help much. he still managed to get some grease burns on his hand. ]

A-ah! What did you do?!

I don't have the icons for this. XD

[vaquero_tex]

"What did I do?! What did YOU do?! Everything was going just fine before you got here!"

[yewston]

You think this is my fault? What did I even do? I never touched the damn thing! How could this be my fault?

[ well, there goes his good mood. but he's not going to bother trying to argue. not today.

instead he gets up to go to the sink. his burns, luckily, aren't that bad. they hurt, but they'll heal eventually. he's still upset, mind you, but not really angry. just disappointed. ]

Of all days you just had to pick this one.

[vaquero_tex]

He raised an eyebrow.
"Don't get your panties in a twist, boy. I ain't forgotten what day it is.
Damn friers were supposed to be a surprise..."

[yewston]

Still. You were blaming me.

[ grumble mumble. he doesn't even bother to look up. but he pauses, his expression lighting up just a bit. ]

Were they now? [ ... ] For what, exactly?

[vaquero_tex]

"Ah jus' had a fryer explode in my face, an' you expect me to react positively?

Yes. Today was the day you were founded, isn't it? Think you'd be able to keep up with that."

[yewston]

You didn't even get touched. You have nothing to complain about.

[ he makes a face, defiant cheek puff and all. ]

I just wanted to hear you say it. Don't think I'm loosing my memory or somthin'.

[vaquero_tex]

"I know I ain't the best father in the world, an' don' you go spreadin' tha' I said that 'cause i'll deny it, but I'll at least remember your foundin' day."