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Summary: M-21 hasn't seen Regis cook before.
Rating: PG
Contains: Nothing
Notes: Set in chapter 265.
Thanks todarlingfox for the plotbunny. I am also stealing ALL of her headcanon for this, omg. 8D
Genre: Family
Word count: 585
Status: Complete
M-21 watched Takeo head Tao off, distracting him away from the kitchen; he didn't have a sure plan for what he was going to cook yet, but so long as Tao didn't sneak in and start throwing things together again, it would be all right.
It didn't take long to gather the ingredients, and just as M-21 was about to start chopping (with an actual knife, not his claws, like Tao had suggested he do once), he raised his head to see Regis there, staring at the cabbage in his hand.
Which brought up something M-21 hadn't realised. "I haven't seen you cook before." Back home, it was either Seira or Frankenstein who cooked, Regis only bringing the dishes out; here, it was between him, Takeo, and Frankenstein. Tao had been kicked out the kitchen as soon as whatever he'd been 'cooking' had hit the ceiling, leaving a pink stain, but M-21 had never seen Regis cooking, only observing.
"I know how to cook," Regis sniffed, "it's not hard."
M-21 raised an eyebrow before he smirked and flipped his knife, pointing the handle at Regis. "Fine," he said, "prove it."
Regis blinked at him and then the knife. "Hmph," Regis said as he went over to M-21's side, "too sore from the fight to cook?"
Actually, M-21's entire torso still ached from where Frankenstein had stabbed him three times with his aura, but he wasn't going to admit that. "Looking for an excuse to not do it?" he retorted, his smirk widening.
Regis took the knife from him with a dry look, and M-21 took a step back to give him space. Regis only hesitated for a second before he gripped the knife and started chopping.
Both of M-21's eyebrows rose at the sight. …Huh. He must have made a noise, because Regis stiffened.
"What?" Regis threw over his shoulder.
M-21 didn't take his eyes off what Regis was doing. "I'm imagining Frankenstein's expression when you have to explain why he needs to reattach your fingers."
Regis stopped, which was good, or else M-21 would have intervened if Regis had continued further.
He sighed, going to find another knife to demonstrate with – if he tried to take the knife from Regis, he would probably take that to mean he'd failed. While they argued constantly, M-21 didn't consider that a good end for one, and if Regis needed to know how to cook, it was better he teach him, rather than Regis going to Tao.
* * *
Regis eyed the oven.
"You don't know how to turn it on." Which, all right, was a little uncharitable considering how he and Takeo had enlisted Tao's help to figure out how to use the Frankenstein-designed piece of technology.
Before Regis could admit or deny anything, M-21 started pressing the buttons in the correct sequence, the monitor lighting up beside it.
* * *
The kitchen didn't blow up; M-21 considered that a success. And dinner looked far more palatable than what Tao's had (not that they'd eaten it, and M-21 was fairly sure Frankenstein had taken some to use as a test subject).
Frankenstein beamed at them both when they started bringing the plates out, while Takeo and Tao looked on curiously at what was on their plate, congratulating Regis on what he'd done, Regis giving them a flustered response in return.
M-21 smirked at the sight and Regis raised an eyebrow at him when he saw it. Which started yet another argument, but M-21 didn't mind.
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Jeez, it's been waaaay too long since I've written them just snarking at each other. XD;;
Summary: M-21 hasn't seen Regis cook before.
Rating: PG
Contains: Nothing
Notes: Set in chapter 265.
Thanks to
darlingfox for the plotbunny. I am also stealing ALL of her headcanon for this, omg. 8DGenre: Family
Word count: 585
Status: Complete
M-21 watched Takeo head Tao off, distracting him away from the kitchen; he didn't have a sure plan for what he was going to cook yet, but so long as Tao didn't sneak in and start throwing things together again, it would be all right.
It didn't take long to gather the ingredients, and just as M-21 was about to start chopping (with an actual knife, not his claws, like Tao had suggested he do once), he raised his head to see Regis there, staring at the cabbage in his hand.
Which brought up something M-21 hadn't realised. "I haven't seen you cook before." Back home, it was either Seira or Frankenstein who cooked, Regis only bringing the dishes out; here, it was between him, Takeo, and Frankenstein. Tao had been kicked out the kitchen as soon as whatever he'd been 'cooking' had hit the ceiling, leaving a pink stain, but M-21 had never seen Regis cooking, only observing.
"I know how to cook," Regis sniffed, "it's not hard."
M-21 raised an eyebrow before he smirked and flipped his knife, pointing the handle at Regis. "Fine," he said, "prove it."
Regis blinked at him and then the knife. "Hmph," Regis said as he went over to M-21's side, "too sore from the fight to cook?"
Actually, M-21's entire torso still ached from where Frankenstein had stabbed him three times with his aura, but he wasn't going to admit that. "Looking for an excuse to not do it?" he retorted, his smirk widening.
Regis took the knife from him with a dry look, and M-21 took a step back to give him space. Regis only hesitated for a second before he gripped the knife and started chopping.
Both of M-21's eyebrows rose at the sight. …Huh. He must have made a noise, because Regis stiffened.
"What?" Regis threw over his shoulder.
M-21 didn't take his eyes off what Regis was doing. "I'm imagining Frankenstein's expression when you have to explain why he needs to reattach your fingers."
Regis stopped, which was good, or else M-21 would have intervened if Regis had continued further.
He sighed, going to find another knife to demonstrate with – if he tried to take the knife from Regis, he would probably take that to mean he'd failed. While they argued constantly, M-21 didn't consider that a good end for one, and if Regis needed to know how to cook, it was better he teach him, rather than Regis going to Tao.
Regis eyed the oven.
"You don't know how to turn it on." Which, all right, was a little uncharitable considering how he and Takeo had enlisted Tao's help to figure out how to use the Frankenstein-designed piece of technology.
Before Regis could admit or deny anything, M-21 started pressing the buttons in the correct sequence, the monitor lighting up beside it.
The kitchen didn't blow up; M-21 considered that a success. And dinner looked far more palatable than what Tao's had (not that they'd eaten it, and M-21 was fairly sure Frankenstein had taken some to use as a test subject).
Frankenstein beamed at them both when they started bringing the plates out, while Takeo and Tao looked on curiously at what was on their plate, congratulating Regis on what he'd done, Regis giving them a flustered response in return.
M-21 smirked at the sight and Regis raised an eyebrow at him when he saw it. Which started yet another argument, but M-21 didn't mind.
Jeez, it's been waaaay too long since I've written them just snarking at each other. XD;;
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Date: Jan. 6th, 2013 08:32 am (UTC)A pink stain from Tao's cooking. WHAT did he do, omg. XD
Was Regis holding the knife without tucking his fingers in?! XD
Hehe, Regis cooking. ♥
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Date: Jan. 6th, 2013 09:47 am (UTC)\o/ But yess, it's been so long since I've written them snarking at each other! XD XD I haven't written them in a scene together for a while.
"A pink stain from Tao's cooking. WHAT did he do, omg. XD"
He cooked! :D He put the ingredients together and mixed them! When it starts bubbling like that, it means it's almost ready! ...They still can't find the lid. It might have melted.
"Was Regis holding the knife without tucking his fingers in?! XD"
He was also distracted with at least appearing that he could do it in front of M-21, so not noticing how close his fingers were already getting to the knife...
So much domestic fluff in my fics. XD XD
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Date: Jan. 6th, 2013 05:30 pm (UTC)M-21 watched Takeo head Tao off, distracting him away from the kitchen
Seamless teamwork, Frankenstein would be proud! XDD
Takeo had enlisted Tao's help to figure out how to use the Frankenstein-designed piece of technology.
...I wouldn't put it past Frankenstein to design an oven that doubles as a terrible thief-trapping inferno with an AI. "You have trespassed. Prepare to be a pie."
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Date: Jan. 6th, 2013 09:14 pm (UTC)Haha, yeeep! 8D
"...I wouldn't put it past Frankenstein to design an oven that doubles as a terrible thief-trapping inferno with an AI. "You have trespassed. Prepare to be a pie." "
LSKADJFOAEIF DSF Yes, he would. *Can't help but think of Kuroshitsuji*
"...Hey, Boss, how long ago were you here? 'Cause we found a pie in the oven, and - well, it doesn't have mould on it?"
"...
...Did you eat it?"
"Noooo. D:"
":D Ah, good. *Takes it*"
...Then again, considering how Frankenstein had said that there's a lot of nutrients in human blood... orz;;;
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Date: Jan. 7th, 2013 03:39 pm (UTC)"...
...Did you eat it?"
"Noooo. D:"
":D Ah, good. *Takes it*"
XDDD
...Then again, considering how Frankenstein had said that there's a lot of nutrients in human blood... orz;;;
They're all cannibals and they don't even know it! No, wait, Tao and Takeo are, and the kids if they've eaten any. The rest aren't exactly human enough to be cannibals, they're just, you know, human eaters. XD ...Not sure which group Frankesntein belongs to.