Who: usedfuryswipes and secret_sword Where: Violet City Inn, Aya's room When: 7/7, evening Summary: A relaxing evening at home, with potential for mishaps. Rating: PG at most Log:
Aya was used to Ken being around far more than the others by now. It was practically expected that his friend and the Pokemon that went with him would come eventually. There were even times he just left the door open when he came back from a walk because Ken was sure to show up a few minutes later. So the fact that he was here was something that was normal.
Besides that, it was nice that he didn't have to cook. While he could do it, he just didn't bother if he didn't have to do so. And, Ken's food tasted good.
Turning the page, Aya continued with the book he'd picked up here. It wasn't great but sometimes he had to make due just to read something. He didn't even have to worry about the eggs because Lia the Vulpix had taken it upon herself to keep them warm. All he had to do was relax.
A familiar, peaceful routine all right. Ken was fine with that. Being domestic and all. One of many reasons he took to haunting Aya's room instead of sticking to his own.
But once again, his timing wasn't the best--the stir fry he was making had been finished, but the rice wasn't cooked yet. That left about 20 minutes. Dammit.
Frowning, Ken scooped the vegetables and meat onto a thick plate, turning on the oven to low heat--just enough to keep it warm--and putting the whole mess in. He'd get the cooking times and everything down eventually...
For now, though, Ken just washed his hands and stepped back around the counter, leaning against it for just a moment.
Aya looked up from his book when he saw the oven being opened. He knew Ken well enough by now to know that the cooking times had gotten mixed up again. The other was getting better but that didn't mean he was perfect.
By the smell of it...
"The rice isn't done?" He'd been able to see what he was making so he could make an educated guess.
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Besides that, it was nice that he didn't have to cook. While he could do it, he just didn't bother if he didn't have to do so. And, Ken's food tasted good.
Turning the page, Aya continued with the book he'd picked up here. It wasn't great but sometimes he had to make due just to read something. He didn't even have to worry about the eggs because Lia the Vulpix had taken it upon herself to keep them warm. All he had to do was relax.
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But once again, his timing wasn't the best--the stir fry he was making had been finished, but the rice wasn't cooked yet. That left about 20 minutes. Dammit.
Frowning, Ken scooped the vegetables and meat onto a thick plate, turning on the oven to low heat--just enough to keep it warm--and putting the whole mess in. He'd get the cooking times and everything down eventually...
For now, though, Ken just washed his hands and stepped back around the counter, leaning against it for just a moment.
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By the smell of it...
"The rice isn't done?" He'd been able to see what he was making so he could make an educated guess.
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Ken shrugged, pushing himself off the counter. It wasn't the worst mistake ever.
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