Tea Time for Two

[loyal_cube]

Who: Gaga + Cube
Where: Cafe Alpha
When: September 1st-ish (Around there)
Rating: E
Summary: Gaga decides to sneak into Cafe Alpha and clean up after the Reaver mess. Later, Cube has same idea and the two cross paths and sit to have a chat/bicker over tea.
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[gaga_san]

Stealing things, no. And, after all, what was HE to do with kitchen apparatus when there was nothing, really, to cook back at the apartment?

It seemed, however, the taller demon had been busy all the same. The oven hung open to dry, its inside having been scrubbed down mercilessly with water he'd boiled on the stovetop and begun to work with as soon as it was cool enough not to scald him. It would probably still need a light once-over with soap just to be thorough, but any trace of Kentucky Fried Corpse inside was long-gone.

He appeared to have been in the process of trying to push the appliance away from the wall in order to clean behind it when Cube had walked in on him.

For a long time he simply stared down the other steward, red eyes glowing dimly in the shadows before clearing his throat and standing (ignoring the way his back groaned at him in the process). "Yes?" he asked, as if skulking around in the cafe at this hour was the most normal thing in the world.

[loyal_cube]

Something was definitely suspicious. Cube dropped all thoughts of Gaga stealing anything, even though the thought of his stealing the oven and stove top was a big humorous. The glare and one worded question left much to be asked.

"What are you doing here?" Specially at a time like this. "You could have just asked if you needed something... I mean why are you-"

Then it hit Cube. The Oven. It looked... normal?! I wasn't crispy and nor d it reek with the smell of burnt skin!

"Ehh?!" The small demon's interest shot strait for the oven, bending down slightly to look inside. "It's clean!"

[gaga_san]

Gaga had been bristling with irritation at Cube's initial interrogation of him, ready to explode at him to STOP talking to him like he was some sort of child. Thankfully for the both of them, the oven became the new centerpiece of conversation, shifting his train of thought's track.

"Of COURSE its clean." he snorted. "I've cleaned ovens in worse states in my day." It was true...NOTHING would beat the time Glenda, in her five years of wisdom, had decided to fix breakfast for herself while he'd been enroute delivering a message to the human world on behalf of His Majesty. To his knowledge, there were STILL burnt bits of gods-knew-what cemented to the walls of hell's kitchen that no amount of scrubbing, scraping and prying could get rid of.

[loyal_cube]

Those same blue eyes darted back up at the older steward is much-amazement-like-glance. That soon faded though, growing suspicious.

"Why did Gaga-san clean it?" It was then Cube turned to cough into his sleeve in a bit of a surprise. He cleared his throat before continuing. "Did you run out of things to clean back at the apartment?"

[gaga_san]

Gaga alighted on the countertop, seeming to have no particular inclination to shift back into his demon form for the moment. The smell of tea brewing was soothing, especially after a couple of hours of solid cleaning. Tomorrow, he was sure he'd pay for the exertion as his shoulders were already starting to ache a bit.

"For people who expect our help, one would think they weren't in a place to be so bloody difficult." he remarked, curling his tail about his feet neatly.

[loyal_cube]

"Hm, I sometimes wonder if it's their decision... or within their power. We really don't know much about them... except that they bring us here."

That wasn't entirely true but Cube didn't like bashing the scientists. Even though he too was taken from his Mistress, Cube was happy with the people he met in this city and the experiences he's been through with them all.

"Which, isn't too bad sometimes. After all, I've met Sensei and I'm learning medicine. I wouldn't have been able to do that before..."

[gaga_san]

It ought to have been ignorable, but the mere mention of 'sensei' brought back fleeting memories of his brief verbal standoff with Eirin on the day everything had come crashing down on him at once.

Against his left haunch, his usually-small tail suddenly bottlebrushed out in a perfect cone of tufty black fuzz as gray ears flattened.

Gaga quickly cleared his throat, however. "Are the scientists above providing cans of paint?" he inquired, seeming suddenly very interested in the cafe's walls where, indeed, in some places it was beginning to chip and fade. ....though compared to most of the buildings he'd seen in Discedo, the cafe was doing fairly well for itself appearance-wise.

[loyal_cube]

The change in subject isn't what causes Cube's eyebrow to rise. It was Gaga's tail.

"Did something happen between Eirin-sensei and Gaga-san?" Now, Cube was worried. He couldn't imagine Eirin saying anything cruel to Gaga but maybe she would have... but why? The little demon waited for a reply, not taking his eyes off Gaga.

[gaga_san]

"Mm." he makes a non-committal noise in response to the explanation. Clearly he still doesn't think that excuses it. "And what of this Kaguya-hime I'm meant to ask you about?"

why do you keep making new threads?

[loyal_cube]

Cube's gaze turned shocked as he peered at Gaga. "S-She mentioned Kaguya-hime? W-why did she- wait. You're supposed to ask me?!"

Why did Eirin do that? She was the one who watched and cared for Kaguya. Still, if she told Gaga to ask him then he should tell but what if she didn't ask him?

"What exactly did you both talk about?"

I don't mean to =_=

[gaga_san]

He gritted his teeth, annoyance teeming off of him like steam off of a boiling pot. Who in particular it was directed at was anyone's guess.

"That's just IT!" he hissed. "We didn't! She would tell me nothing! She said until I spoke to you about this Kaguya, she had nothing more to say to me."

it's okay. I was just curious *pat pat*

[loyal_cube]

Cube set his tea down, confused. The look upon his face turned gloomy as he thought of everything he knew of Gensokyo and Kaguya. It would have been easier for the demon to pull out his familiar green notebook and explain to Gaga with notes but that was at home at the time