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Mission - Pancakes / Backdated to the morning of April 3rd
Who: Tony and anyone awake at Willow Ridge after the Kidnapping Incident
What: Demon be hungry, so that means pancakes for all.
Where: Willow Ridge kitchen
When: Morning of April 3rd, after Nathan's rescue
Warnings: Possibly some recollections of violence, but otherwise only pancakes. Maybe eggs. We'll see.
Dressed in jeans and a light T-shit, one could almost forget just the night before he'd been barely able to walk under his own power and bleeding all over himself. Quite the change, though watching closely it was still evident Tony was a little tender and sore. Moving stiff and careful while he cooked.
As it turned out, healing was hungry business. Fortunately Willow Ridge was equipped with a well enough stocked kitchen, and Tony with a little skill instilled by Hajime. Despite his best efforts, he still couldn't really use chopsticks with any kind of efficiency. Fortunately pancakes only required a spatula.
Stacks of them, in fact. The first attempts, under-cooked or over had already been eaten, but now he was on a roll. Why not ask him why he's cooked so much, or join in to help devour the abundance? Surely, he figured, the others would wake soon and they'd be hungry as well. Though likely Tony was far over-estimating their hunger by comparing it to his own.
What: Demon be hungry, so that means pancakes for all.
Where: Willow Ridge kitchen
When: Morning of April 3rd, after Nathan's rescue
Warnings: Possibly some recollections of violence, but otherwise only pancakes. Maybe eggs. We'll see.
Dressed in jeans and a light T-shit, one could almost forget just the night before he'd been barely able to walk under his own power and bleeding all over himself. Quite the change, though watching closely it was still evident Tony was a little tender and sore. Moving stiff and careful while he cooked.
As it turned out, healing was hungry business. Fortunately Willow Ridge was equipped with a well enough stocked kitchen, and Tony with a little skill instilled by Hajime. Despite his best efforts, he still couldn't really use chopsticks with any kind of efficiency. Fortunately pancakes only required a spatula.
Stacks of them, in fact. The first attempts, under-cooked or over had already been eaten, but now he was on a roll. Why not ask him why he's cooked so much, or join in to help devour the abundance? Surely, he figured, the others would wake soon and they'd be hungry as well. Though likely Tony was far over-estimating their hunger by comparing it to his own.
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"I don't need to know details."
The knowledge that he goes after criminals makes her feel a little bit safer, but not as secure as Tony seems to think it should.
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Forced to abandon his mission to fill his gut he turns his attention to Shou, attempting to maneuver him into his arms without waking him. Guess it's nap time after all.
"Whatever, sounds like you've already made up your mind about us. Still, thanks for sticking around and driving last night."
Yes he knows, but there's so much more to the story that he can't properly explain with a Shou sound asleep on his shoulder. Another time, maybe.
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Yes, yes it is. "Can I ask you something?"
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"Because... I wanted to do anything I could to help everyone get back safe. Nathan is a good kid, and Lazarus... I care about him a lot."
She averts her eyes, a little embarrassed to be saying it out loud, but that's probably where the real answer lies. "I like Lazarus, a lot. And he's done me a lot of favors, so I wanted to do something for him. I couldn't just leave while he was like that."
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"Well, in that case, thanks. Sorry you got drug into all of that,"
Although he does put on a funny, unreadable expression at her admission of how much she likes Lazarus. That's going to... end awkwardly, but it's not his place so he won't say anything. Sorry, Misa, you'll be left in the dark a little bit longer. "It's appreciated. He's like a brother to me, it's good he's got people looking out for him."
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"You're welcome... You're the one that did most of the work, anyway. It's lucky he has someone like you around too."
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Even if it means taking a hundred bullets, he'll do it to protect his family.
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Being his friend, his brother. They look out for each other, that's what family's about right?
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"I know he is," Misa agrees. Lazarus is weird, and awkward, but he is also a very good guy. "A brother, huh? I would have pegged Nathan for that."
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"Yeah? I can see why you might think that. But no, I actually met Nathan through Lazarus a little more recently." And had a massive bout of jealous insecurities happen but he's not going to tell her about that. That's between them, and honestly it's behind them now. Tony's realized he's not being replaced and he still has his niche, and now that they've had a few chances to talk without Lazarus breathing down their necks they're getting along swimmingly on their own.
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It isn't a concept Misa is very familiar with. Family is blood; she can't imagine growing so close to a friend that she actually thought of them as a sibling. Her one-person family is what it is.
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To him, there is blood between them. They've been through hell together and back, if that doesn't make you worthy of being kin than nothing does. Being related isn't the only important thing after all, there are plenty of blood families that are terrible to each other. L and Nathan's for example.
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"It's good that you all found each other."
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"Yeah, yeah it is." He muses quietly, glancing over at the Shou still snoozing on his shoulder. "I should probably get him to bed."
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After shoveling down the last couple of bites he turns to very gingerly gather Shou up into his arms. Which is probably rather comical to look at considering Shou's considerably taller than Tony and one probably wouldn't expect him to be able to lift him so easily. Even if he is built for it these days.
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Watching Tony lift Shou is an amusing sight, and somewhat impressive. As is Shou somehow sleeping through it all.
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