[voice] 3rd grievance.
[The SFC clicked on and for a few moments there was nothing said or seen. The only thing that could be heard was the occasional sizzle of what sounded peculiarly like a frying pan and a softly cursed 'mon dieu'.]
...bad time to ask, I know. But has anyone spoken with my idiotic brother lately? Or Mister England for that matter?
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...bad time to ask, I know. But has anyone spoken with my idiotic brother lately? Or Mister England for that matter?
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I haven't seen him around.. [Not the best argument a quasi-hermit could make, but hey.]
By the way, that smells delicious.
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[..Oh. He didn't wake him, did he? Because he hopes not as he's looking horribly guilty as he looks from the pan to Iceland, then back to the pan again.]
O- oh! Thank you. I didn't wake you, did I?
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No problem, and you didn't. [To be honest, he had expected him to make a bit more noise. He underestimated the sneaking power of Canada, evidently.]
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I'm glad, then. Along the same lines, I hope that you don't mind I'm, ah, here. [If Canada wanted, he could probably be the perfect ninja. Thankfully he really has no desire to do so.]
...it does seem like a bad time and all.
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We did agree on it, so don't feel bad. It's just easy to get used to sleeping in late when there aren't meetings or whatever to get up for, I suppose.
..I hope the kitchen is alright to work with. I don't use it much. [Actually, he hadn't used it at all since he moved into the place, but he didn't want to come off sounding quite that lazy.]
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That is true. It's a nice feeling to sleep in, too. [He sounded a bit distracted for a moment, but that was gone in an instant as he was shrugging his shoulders once more, offering a shake of his head. It had been a good thing he had thought ahead and brought his own, fresh ingredients.]
It's fine. I'm not going to have to start coming and cooking for you, am I?
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That's good, then.
[Then he puffs out his cheeks indignantly, though not entirely seriously.] I can cook for myself!
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Thinking about the statement for a moment, he grinned widely.] Of course you can. Perhaps all you need is some motivation then.
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Mmm. Still, it seems a rather finicky process.
[Canada's talking to the nation where the national delicacies were and are, to some extent, putrefied shark and lamb's skulls.
..He probably wouldn't be the most motivated cooking student.]
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It's not so bad. You first have to find something you enjoy making. From there, it gets easier. [Kraft dinners also counts as 'cooking'. Just as an FYI. But then again, Canada has a certain love of it.]
We have plenty of time to work on that.
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Um, if you say so. [Canada certainly did like his pancakes, so Iceland believed it. He was convinced, though, that fancy cooking was just that; Ice's diet was basically microwavable food and boxed licorice.]
..I guess we do.
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You sound a bit apprehensive. [He could be imagining it as well, but he just wanted to be sure that he wasn't pushing it onto him or anythying.] We'd start small, of course. Nothing fancy right from the start.
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A bit. Cooking's never been terribly nice to me. [He fondly remembered, with the hint of a smile, nearly setting Denmark's kitchen on fire when he was asked to watch something for a couple minutes. Granted, it was a couple minutes on Denmark Standard Time.]
I could try, though. It'd be... nice to be able to make more things.
[Most of the things he could cook were bland fish dishes.]
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And I'd be more than happy to teach you what I know. It'll give us both something to do other than sit around. [And dodge ghosts, which was beginning to become a regular occurance around Vatheon it seemed. So it was clearly a win-win. He was positive of that.]
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That it would. Sitting around... gets boring.[All the more reason he got this big house, instead of an apartment like he was used to; more variety of places to sit around and twiddle his thumbs. And possibly escape ghosts. It was impossible to keep track of his knitting stitches when he kept getting interrupted by the buggers, too.]
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If we look, I'm sure we can find plenty of things to do. Aside from cooking, of course. [He's going to have to find him things to do. Besides sitting around and twiddling thumbs. Maybe once the ghosts go away he can figure out some activities later for them. Like feeding birds in the park. Or fishing.
...was that even possible? He'd have to look into it.]
Perhaps some time in the park would be nice. Or just learning a new hobby.
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