Y Stabal, Llanuwchllyn, United Kingdom, Saturday

Feb 27, 2010 17:32

They'd gotten in an hour or so before sundown last night, and Arthur had spent rather a lot of time hanging out in front of windows, staring at the countryside. He couldn't help it-- being here both helped and hindered his homesickness ( Read more... )

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Re: The House thatsamilkshake February 27 2010, 22:04:20 UTC
Okay so there was that kitchen? And it was a crying, possibly illegal shame not to use it. So, sometime after lunch, Francine may have, er. Stole the car. For the ten minute walk to the grocery shop, yes.

Since no one arrested her on the way there or back (and no cats, birds, or sheep were harmed in the making of this trip) she felt the ingredients she'd returned with were well worth the risk of criminal prosecution. Or, you know, Arthur yelling at her.

Which was why, a few hours later, there was now homemade bread in the oven.

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Re: The House bitch_prince February 28 2010, 05:39:15 UTC
"...What am I smelling?"

It was a sensible question, considering that Arthur had only just wandered back into the house after a brisk walk.

Of two hours.

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Re: The House thatsamilkshake February 28 2010, 05:48:06 UTC
Big brothers and little sisters had an answer for that question that Francine, while utterly familiar with it, was not going to give.

"Bread? It's not burning, is it?" She jumped up from her comfy chair to go sniff the kitchen doorway. "No, thank God." Burning stuff after a conversation about Other People's cooking would be totally humiliating. "But it's probably done."

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Re: The House bitch_prince February 28 2010, 05:52:16 UTC
"You made bread?"

Yes, Arthur, she made bread.

"Excellent. I'm starving."

Just don't eat everything in the house, Arthur.

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Re: The House thatsamilkshake February 28 2010, 05:57:21 UTC
Francine grabbed oven mitts to pull out the pan, and dumped it onto a cutting board. "You might want to wait until it won't burn your lips off."

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Re: The House bitch_prince February 28 2010, 06:00:29 UTC
Arthur waved a hand in her general direction. "What else have we got for food?"

And could she bring it to him? Now?

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Re: The House thatsamilkshake February 28 2010, 06:06:44 UTC
"Mmm." She checked in the fridge like she didn't already know. "Cheese? Grapes? Sliced chicken?" They weren't really questions so much as a list of what she was already piling on a plate, yes.

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Re: The House bitch_prince February 28 2010, 06:09:55 UTC
"Sounds good," he said, pulling up a chair. He leaned back, mainly to let a few joints pop. As it were. "Have you been outside at all?" You know. Beyond the shopping.

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Re: The House thatsamilkshake February 28 2010, 06:21:46 UTC
Francine being herself and also not privy to his narration, was going to answer in the obvious way. "I went go to the store to get bread dough..." There was homemade and there was homemade.

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Re: The House bitch_prince February 28 2010, 06:25:34 UTC
"Yes, you went shopping," Arthur said, with a wave of his hand that implied carry on, carry on.

He was trying that whole thing where you asked people what they did with their day, and... such.

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Re: The House thatsamilkshake February 28 2010, 06:31:36 UTC
"And then I...made bread?" Francine carried the plate over. "And stayed around to make sure the house didn't burn down. It's kind of a basic cooking rule."

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Re: The House bitch_prince February 28 2010, 06:35:01 UTC
"Shame," he decided. "Not about the house not burning down, mind, but you should really see the countryside."

He was in fact planning on dragging Katchoo out into it again tomorrow. Kicking and screaming, if need be.

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Re: The House thatsamilkshake February 28 2010, 06:46:21 UTC
"Tomorrow," said she, and okay, maybe she could read his narrative after all taking a seat herself. "Or maybe after supper if it's light enough still."

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Re: The House bitch_prince February 28 2010, 06:48:42 UTC
"I think Sir Ector's estate is only a short walk away from here," he mused. "Or at least where it used to be."

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Re: The House thatsamilkshake February 28 2010, 07:00:11 UTC
That name rang a bell in Francine's mostly-Disney level of Arthurian legend, but it didn't match up with what she actually knew about Arthur. "That's the knight who most of the stories say raised you."

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Re: The House bitch_prince February 28 2010, 07:07:44 UTC
"He's a close ally of my father's," Arthur explained, leaning forward to take a poke through that plate. "We used to come here during summer when I was younger."

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