052 - If I were to become tiger food (It would've been more noble)

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Misaki is in the Astral kitchen, doing... well, it's not entirely clear WHAT she's doing. There are pots bubbling over on the stove, produce everywhere, piles of dishes in the sink and the oven is starting to smoke out of both sides as though attempting to cry.]

[Misaki squeaks and opens the door, releasing a black avalanche of smoke. She starts coughing, squints through the black fog, and her eyes go wide.]

[Very gingerly, she shuts the oven door, switches it off, and leans her back against it.]

...oops.

[And she proceeds to have a gigglefit.]

Comments

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Well, that depends on which thing you're referring to. [She contemplates the disaster.]

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

I was talking about whatever is..was..in the oven

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Oh, that. It was supposed to be potroast.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

I think you put a little to much 'roast' into it.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

I think I put a little too much everything into it. [Innocent smile] Would you like to try some of my earlier experiments?

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

Ah, thanks but I think I'll have to decline.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Where's your sense of adventure?

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

My sense of adventure with food went into hiding a long time ago.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Snerk. A pause, then,] How are you?

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

I've been all right lately.