003- [Action] Comfort food

[unseen_maple]

[Mattie's feeling a little lonely and depressed now that his brother is gone, and he couldn't sleep. Many people would suggest warm milk or something, but he has a better idea. It's the middle of the night, and he's in the kitchen, making pancakes. No crappy mixes or anything either, he's making these bad boys from scratch. They smell pretty good,

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[mashespotatoes]

[Germany enters the kitchen for a late night beer snack, and suddenly: Canada!]

Oh, I didn't mean to...

[He trails off.]

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[unseen_maple]

Germany?

No, it's okay. I was just.... making a snack.

[Action]

[mashespotatoes]

I see.

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[unseen_maple]

Ummm....

[Awkward silence: GET!]

So..... can't sleep?

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[mississippikiss]

[ PANCAKES, you say? Because that may possibly probably be the smell that lures Rogue into the kitchen. God only knows how she smelled that from all the way up on the 9th floor.

(Actually, she was just skulking around hoping someone would make food. Good luck getting her to admit that, though.)

Her head pokes out from around the edge of the door, and the rest follows as a small, shy smile creeps onto her face. ]

Sure smells good in here...

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[unseen_maple]

Thanks. You're welcome to join me if you want...

[He gestures toward the stack of pancakes.]

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[mississippikiss]

[ Rogue's smile brightened a little, and she slipped into the kitchen. She tugged her gloves off as she set about the kitchen, gathering a plate and utensils for herself. ]

Thanks, sug'. I appreciate it.

[ She scooped a few pancakes onto her plate, glancing over at the man a few times before she took a seat. ]

You look a little down...

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[unseen_maple]

Do I? I guess maybe I'm still adjusting to the situation....

[reckless_eagle]

[Poland is somewhat down too. America was one of the first people he made friends with, and has always been good to him except when he got all freaky and paranoid, and it's just... sad to see him go.]

[So he's gone to the kitchen, too, with the vague intention of cooking himself a burger like America taught him. He's even considering making it with weird white bread and that bright orange cheese that America seemed to like, just this once...]

[For a moment, as he catches sight of Canada, he starts.]

A-America? I like, thought they said you were--

[And then he notices the hair's too long and wavy. =(]

[unseen_maple]

[Canada looks up from his pancakes at the the other nation and is about to say someting in greeting, but stops when he hears his brother's name. He shakes his head sadly.]

N- No.... I'm Canada.

Sorry.

[reckless_eagle]

Oh... I like, thought for a sec... um.

[unseen_maple]

That's okay... I guess Al and I do look alike. People mistake me for him a lot. Don't worry about it...

[He trails off. Awkward silence ahoy!]

[helena_campbell]

[Helena can't sleep, for obvious reasons. Or rather, she's been sleeping too much, and her body-clock is all wrong. So at one in the morning, she's wide awake, and makes her way down to the kitchen.]

[The sound of someone else in the kitchen almost dissuades her from entering, but she catches sight of his hair and recognizes him. And she's glad that she does. She wouldn't have wanted to mistake him for America...]

You're Canada, aren't you? [Her surprise at seeing him again after a while stops her from realizing that suddenly talking at the dead of night, breaking the deep silence, might surprise the nation.]

[unseen_maple]

[Why yes, yes it is a surprise. He half turns toward the doorway and the pancake he was flipping meets a sad end on the floor. He gives it an annoyed glare.]

Maple!

[He looks up and studies the newcomer. She had recognized him. But he had no idea who she was.]

Yes.... I'm Canada.

Um... Hi.

[helena_campbell]

[She walks over to his side, and stares at the pancake. Then she sits at the counter and rests her head on it.]

You're America's brother... You were here before, in Wonderland, but you probably don't remember.

[unseen_maple]

You know Al?

I almost wish I did remember the last time I was here. It seems like I made an impression.

[exploring_game]

[What's this?!

Coraline looks sorely pouty at having just stumbled upon midnight batches of pancakes she wasn't told about.]

...I didn't know there was a pancake party tonight!

[unseen_maple]

[He gives the girl a smile.]

It's not really a party. I just couldn't couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd make a snack.

You're welcome to join me, if you want.

[exploring_game]

Yessss! I love pancakes! Mom's no good at flipping them, but I like them anyway.

[unseen_maple]

I'm not too bad with pancakes. Let me know what you think.

[He hands her a plate of pancakes]