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handysparehand.livejournal.com) wrote in
realityshifted2009-02-15 09:19 pm
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[Have a Handy humming to himself in the kitchen as he goes about getting ingredients out of pantries and the refrigerator. After speaking with Ray and Chris earlier, he is almost certain he knows how to make pancakes. He has never actually done this, however. He figures now would be as good a time as any to distract himself by testing out this assumption]

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[looks at Chris]
Yeah, sure. [thinks for a moment, and Chris' bluntness earns him a plea for help, because at least he's not assuming Handy is going to burn down the Plane like everyone else] Actually, you said your mum made you cook, yeah? I thought I'd know how to do this once I started, but I think I'm pretty lost. You have any idea, or should I just settle for a sandwich instead?
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[and cue a little bit of guilt now but it's been a long day of people insisting he'd be fail at this before he even tried]
Sorry. That wasn't fair, you're just trying to help.
[looks at Ray's sandwich]
Honestly, I'm just as fine with making myself a sandwich, too.
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[sighs]
Sorry, again. Don't mean to be testy. It's just this entire cooking business. An outrageous amount of people seemed to emerge from the woodwork insisting I'd burn down the entire place. [thoughtful] One of them was a mate of yours, I think.
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[and back to Chris] Is he the one that looks a bit like - [mental note, mentioning the Master around them probably wouldn't be good, judging from Sam and Gene's attitude towards the Master] - he's got that leather jacket, yeah? Sam, right?
[and everything is forgotten with the ~MAGIC~ of pancake making. Handy is totally mesmerized and impressed]
You're a bit good at that, aren't you?
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[But Ray totally ruins everything, mid-flip too, as Chris hits the pancake down too hard on the pan.] I am not! ...Oh bloody hell. [He pokes at it, sighing.]
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Not bad.
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