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esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: "Tao, what are you doing?" "I think it's pretty obvious what I'm doing."
Rating: G
Notes: Set post season…three?
Genre: Family
Word count: 472
Status: Complete
Takeo frowned when he saw Tao passing coloured bowls of something around to the household, because the quick look he'd seen couldn't have been right. "Tao, what are you doing?"
"I think it's pretty obvious what I'm doing." Tao handed him a bowl and when Takeo glanced down, he could see his eyes hadn't lied and the contents were exactly what he thought it was.
"It's December," Takeo said helplessly, looking up again, knowing the logic would be useless against him. "It's minus ten degrees outside. There's a blizzard outside." All true, a flurry of white swirling past their window. The children hadn't been able to come over, the weather keeping them at home.
"And this is ice cream, Takeo." Tao drew himself up, sounding like Takeo had honestly affronted him. It would have worked better if he wasn't still holding a bright blue bowl out for…
Uh.
He took the bowl from Tao and peered at it.
"Have you had ice cream before?" Tao asked the nobles. "That's vanilla flavour and I've got a bunch of other flavours in the freezer if you want something else."
Takeo heard someone sniff (Regis, probably), but his attention was on him, slightly worried at how he would react to it. They didn't have to worry that much about him taking to it like he had ramen since he hadn't fixated on any other foods, but there was always a chance he could.
He gathered a bit of ice cream onto his spoon and brought it close to his mouth. When he slipped it into his mouth, his eyebrows twitched up and then furrowed slightly.
"Ah, knew I forgot something!" Tao came back over, a bottle of chocolate syrup in his hand. "This'll make it even sweeter."
He held his bowl out and watched as Tao drizzled it all over the ice cream until it was swimming. "Done! Try it out now."
The next time he had a bite, he made a soft sound of surprise and Tao beamed at him.
"Ice cream, Tao?" Frankenstein said at the living room doorway, an eyebrow raised as he pulled down his sleeves.
"Yup!" Tao said, turning to him. "It's warm in here so it doesn't make a big difference what's happening outside, right?"
Frankenstein chuckled, coming into the room and took the bowl Tao offered him. "No, it doesn't."
His task complete, Tao wriggled in between Takeo and M-21 before they could get out of his way properly. As they got settled again, Miss Seira switched on the TV and they started to decide what they were going to watch while they ate.
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Written for the prompt, "author's choice, author's choice, ice cream!"
-10C is 14F.
Summary: "Tao, what are you doing?" "I think it's pretty obvious what I'm doing."
Rating: G
Notes: Set post season…three?
Genre: Family
Word count: 472
Status: Complete
Takeo frowned when he saw Tao passing coloured bowls of something around to the household, because the quick look he'd seen couldn't have been right. "Tao, what are you doing?"
"I think it's pretty obvious what I'm doing." Tao handed him a bowl and when Takeo glanced down, he could see his eyes hadn't lied and the contents were exactly what he thought it was.
"It's December," Takeo said helplessly, looking up again, knowing the logic would be useless against him. "It's minus ten degrees outside. There's a blizzard outside." All true, a flurry of white swirling past their window. The children hadn't been able to come over, the weather keeping them at home.
"And this is ice cream, Takeo." Tao drew himself up, sounding like Takeo had honestly affronted him. It would have worked better if he wasn't still holding a bright blue bowl out for…
Uh.
He took the bowl from Tao and peered at it.
"Have you had ice cream before?" Tao asked the nobles. "That's vanilla flavour and I've got a bunch of other flavours in the freezer if you want something else."
Takeo heard someone sniff (Regis, probably), but his attention was on him, slightly worried at how he would react to it. They didn't have to worry that much about him taking to it like he had ramen since he hadn't fixated on any other foods, but there was always a chance he could.
He gathered a bit of ice cream onto his spoon and brought it close to his mouth. When he slipped it into his mouth, his eyebrows twitched up and then furrowed slightly.
"Ah, knew I forgot something!" Tao came back over, a bottle of chocolate syrup in his hand. "This'll make it even sweeter."
He held his bowl out and watched as Tao drizzled it all over the ice cream until it was swimming. "Done! Try it out now."
The next time he had a bite, he made a soft sound of surprise and Tao beamed at him.
"Ice cream, Tao?" Frankenstein said at the living room doorway, an eyebrow raised as he pulled down his sleeves.
"Yup!" Tao said, turning to him. "It's warm in here so it doesn't make a big difference what's happening outside, right?"
Frankenstein chuckled, coming into the room and took the bowl Tao offered him. "No, it doesn't."
His task complete, Tao wriggled in between Takeo and M-21 before they could get out of his way properly. As they got settled again, Miss Seira switched on the TV and they started to decide what they were going to watch while they ate.
Written for the prompt, "author's choice, author's choice, ice cream!"
-10C is 14F.