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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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Soon enough they were there. No windows, all fairy lights, and a nice large bed. "Sorry," Tony murmurs quietly, setting Shou down as carefully as he can manage with an awkward armful of vampire. Such a grumbly vampire.
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Why does getting ready for sleep had to be hard? He pouted a bit more and then tugged on a pillow to cover his face with. It didn't help much and he really was getting crankier as the moment passed, one arm still caught in his shirt, loose pants and tiny socks still one and that burned patch of skin itching as it healed.
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Tony sighs at the pathetic display, tempted to let him sort himself out later, but he knows how Shou is and after taking care of him all night the least he could do is return the favor. So he sets to work ridding the vampire of his annoying clothing, first the socks and pants, then to the shirt he's gotten himself tangled in.
For now he doesn't speak, as he's expecting Shou to just go back to sleep once he's comfortable.
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But it was nice that this sort of daze he was in was made comfortable by the removal of his clothing. He stretched, toes digging into the mattress and fingers spread wide and made a slight whimper. It probably was quite a show to anyone watching since Shou was one of those that really did not quite get the concept of underwear save for little thong-like pieces that really did nothing to hide anything. But at least the nice blue was pretty against his skin, right?
"Cold." Well. He was almost comfortable. Watch out Tony, it looked like he was tugging on an arm to get him to join him in bed.
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You know, Shou, if he didn't love you he wouldn't put up with this shit. Also, y'know, the show is nice too.
Fortunately for Shou he'd intended to join in all along. He'd eaten his fill, now it was time to sleep until either someone woke him up, or he'd healed enough to stop draining all of his own resources. Gingerly he picked his way onto the bed to settle against the vampire, tugging a blanket up over them both. Only one, because Tony was enough of a heater all on his own these days. That didn't mean he didn't still enjoy a good cuddle though.
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"No more moving."
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There is an involuntary shiver at the touch, with his heightened metabolism Tony tends to run at a higher average temperature, so Shou does indeed feel quite chilly to him. They really needed to get him fed tonight, it's been too long.
But for now, naps. "No more," He promises, curling around Shou as best he can, being smaller and all. Probably kind of comical to look at. "Sorry to keep you up so long."
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Honestly, Shou wasn't half as bad as he could be because he really did care for Tony.
"Food later."
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Yes, that's right, food later. Sleepy Shou really is a grump-master.