[Voice] {A safer cooking time!}

[toomanypetals]

[The voice on the other end sounds reluctant, grumpy, annoyed all at the same time. As if the person speaking really didn't like talking to people. Which is...ENTIRELY TRUE, OF COURSE.]

.....Oi. I'm getting tired of eating the same crap every day.

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[There is a very long pause. Very long. One might wonder if the feed ended, or

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[not_horny]

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You can't cook?

[not_horny]

Yes...

And...who should I ask for?

[toomanypetals]

I live alone. ...Name's Kanda.

[not_horny]

It's good to meet you, Kanda-san. I'm Fahrenheit. See you soon.

[toomanypetals]

...Right. Thanks.

[Sheesh he hates pleasantries. He will avoid them when he can, oh yes he will.]

magical action time

[not_horny]

[And he will be adorable in doing so.]

[EVENTUALLY Fahrenheit finds the right place. Knocking.]

\o/ Adventuuuuuuuuure!

[toomanypetals]

[Kanda adorable? Nah.]

[He goes over and answers the door, looking every bit as grumpy as he did over the SFC.]

...Tch. You made it.

[not_horny]

[There is a tall, dark and handsome stranger at your doorstep. Turn to page 32 for cuddles.]

Hi.

May I come in?

[toomanypetals]

[He does not turn to page 32, but does let him in, scratching the back of his head awkwardly.]

Yeah. Kitchen's on the left.

[not_horny]

[in a stranger's house aaaaah so improper]

Any experience with cooking at all, Kanda-san?

[toomanypetals]

Tch... no.

[He says this next part with great reluctance.]

I've... done kitchen work, and Jerry drilled me on safety. That's it.

[not_horny]

[Assuming there is a pink frilly(?) apron somewhere in here, it's going around Fahrenheit's waist. If not, Kanda needs to buy one, stat.]

So you can peel potatoes, at least. Go ahead and wash those peppers.

[toomanypetals]

[It is the only kind of apron Kanda recognizes as such. He will someday find out that there are other kinds.]

[Kanda blinks and looks over at the peppers.]

...So that's what they are.

[He picks them up and starts washing them, choosing not to be a dick like the last time he got forced to cook with a certain beansprout.]

...Tch. So what did you want to know?

[not_horny]

Uhm, anything is fine... I don't really know what's going on.

[Fahrenheit finds a knife and slices the cleaned peppers like a boss.]

[toomanypetals]

[Kanda's watching intensely. He needs to learn this stuff.]

Tch, nobody really does. What I know is largely speculation.

[not_horny]

Speculation is better than nothing. I'm sure you know this, but take out the seeds and the stem. I need a pan and some butter.