Host Club Cooking Demo!

[virginaesthetic.livejournal.com]

[In the Plane's kitchen, something is cooking! Ahahaha, you see that pun there? - Anyway, it's not cooking yet, actually. There are pots and pans and cutting boards and bowls and well anything else you need for cooking antics. Haruhi is still in school uniform, though she's taken off her jacket in favour of an apron. Her dress shirt and tie remain. A matching bandanna keeps her hair up.

Also, she looks apathetic as always.] I don't see why we have to cook in front of everyone...

[But with a sigh she straightens up.] Ah, you can take a cookbook from over there. [She points with her ladle at a large stack of cookbooks at the end of the counter.]

[Kaoru, having already admired Haruhi in her cute outfit, is flipping through one of the cookbooks, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows when he raises his hand] Question, teacher! Are we really going to find what we want here?

[pauses a moment, then turns the cookbook upside down, looking slightly confused.]

[Kyouya, the only Host still in the school blazer instead of an apron, is casually leaning on one of the counters, watching the others as he flips through a cookbook.] As long as you don't try to add ingredients from other planets, you likely won't stray any further from the right food than you already would.

[Tamaki is wearing the crown the Host Club just won during the Ouran Festival. He's also wearing an apron adorned with images of Kuma-chan. He had arrived early, so he had all ready looked through most of the cookbooks, so now he's looking around the kitchen behind Haruhi. Every now and then he'll secretly glance at Haruhi to admire how cute she looks before looking around the kitchen some more.]

[And thus, Tamaki is looking around in the fridge but stops and turns around as he listens to the other Hosts. He points a finger at Kaoru] Don't bother Haruhi-sensei with frivolous questions! [and then he points in Kyouya's direction] And don't be so close minded about trying new things. Something from another planet will be a new experience!

[Haruhi shrugs.] Just don't pick out anything weird. It might be poisonous. [She goes to the fridge and opens it. ...Cake. ...No. She closes it and opens it again. Vegetables. Better. She scoops some into a bowl and sets it down on the table.] Here. You guys at least know these, right? You can start cutting them up. [She goes around getting a pot for broth.]

[Kaoru pouts at Kyouya and Tamaki; mutters:] I wasn't going to, geez. [he lets out a beleaguered sigh, then starts picking through the vegetables]

Haruhi! [he holds up a daikon radish and a bamboo shoot, an innocent grin on his face. after all, when has he ever had to do any of this for himself?] How do you cut these?

A new experience won't win you the competition. [Kyouya obviously doesn't bother with the vegetables. Meritless work is so much effort.]

A new experience could win any competition, Kyouya!

[but Tamaki's distracted by the new chore Haruhi has assigned so he moves to stand beside Kaoru. He's looking the vegetables over as well] There are special samurai techniques for this kind of thing. I've seen it on television!

Oh~hohohohohoho~!

{The swelling of large, dramatic music is met with the swelling of a platform rotating from the Plane}

The kind of ambition that compels the plots of shonen sports manga will not be helpful here, Tamaki-senpai! This is a case of--{A dramatic pause, before pointing to all of them}

Cooking manga! You must make the best dish possible from your old experiences, as Kyouya-sama has said!! So, please, make a seven-layer chocolate torte and test your skills! Petals made of chocolate are optional! And samurai techniques are absolutely useless in this case, so please do not take that advice.



((ooc: You know the way this goes! Threadhopping and tagging all over and everyone has colours because the Host Club is a fabulous rainbow, except for Haruhi who is normal. The order was: Haruhi, Kaoru, Kyouya, Tamaki and the lovely Renge at the end.))

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[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[Kuhn was on his way to the kitchen to make himself a snack, but when he sees how overrun with people it is...]

Oh. ... Wow. Hey, someone having a cooking party or something?

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[with no small hint of a grin]

They are trying to recreate a mysterious soup our Vice Principal once ate several decades ago.

[And Kyouya has a bit of free time, so he's going to watch them make idiots of themselves]

[maturelildevil.livejournal.com]

[notices Kuhn and waves to him] Oh hey, you're back to normal! [Kaoru begins to smile] Say, as a favor for me lending you all of our wonderful, top-of-the-line clothes, can you help me out with something here?

[polarization]

[ y halo thar ouran cast. Have Sefton, who seems to be standing a small distance from the rest of the kitchen and just staring at everyone. It's way too crowded for him to properly navigate or he would simply squeeze through, grab something to eat, and quickly leave. Instead of just waiting until they're gone, though, Sefton just decides to get cranky!

Also ignore that he's barefoot, still in scrubs and that his wrists might be a little red. He hasn't had opportunity to change yet. ]

... you guys're in the way.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[he's holding a carrot which he was examining, but had stopped to sweat drop at Renge. He turns to Sefton, head tilt of confusion] In the way?

[then he takes in Sefton's entire appearance] Where are your shoes?

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

There is still space.

[maturelildevil.livejournal.com]

Ohhhhh, it's you. [glances at him but Kaoru makes no effort to move from where he's standing]

[seriousmarauder]

[Sirius has cleaned up a bit, thanks to Remus and Donna, but he's still in tattered gray robes and looking painfully thin. He's pretty much living in the kitchen at this point, so he's watching the whole thing with a faintly amused expression.]

Optional? I'd say petals made of chocolate are required. And if you need a taste tester, I'd happily volunteer my services.

[hostclubmoekko.livejournal.com]

{bishonen ahoy~!! The rugged look is very attractive. ♥}

Oh, you're a man of excellent taste! Surely, if we need such a service, I shall call you first!!

[everdistant_utopia]

[And like a moth to a flame, the scents of food are like a beacon to the Servant Saber, who loves few things better than a good meal. For the moment, she simply watches intently... and hopes.]

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[Saber, why are you so cute? Tamaki was studying a carrot, trying to figure out the best approach to cutting it, when he spots Saber. A pause and then his face lights up] Of course! How fortuitous, it must be destiny!

[and he goes over to grab Saber's hand and drag her along to his spot on the counter.] You must help me and be on my team! You're the perfect person to assist in this task! Can I count on you, Saber?

[oliverplus]

[Oliver enters the kitchen, looking practically mechanical, as flat as his expression is. he is still, unfortunately, suffering the effects of his current experiment, and he is by default on the flat end of the emotional spectrum. for a few moments, he just watches the group with apparent disinterest. but eventually he decides to put his own two cents in, though his tone is as emotionless as his expression]

New experiences are always good.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

See Kyouya, new experiences are good! Everyone agrees!

[a pause then as he takes in Oliver's demeanor]

Ah, Oliver, are you feeling well? Kyouya will get a medical kit for you if you need one.

[flawless-genius.livejournal.com]

[Came over to the kitchen to get a treat for Aya, but this is far to entertaining to leave] You look like you're having fun.

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[They need popcorn] They're certainly becoming engaged with the project.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[You know, Emil was going to make a cake.

But now he's been shoved into a teeny little corner with all of his cake-making things, and he's feeling rather like a small, family-owned business does when Wal-Mart moves in next door.]

Uh. Could you... maybe I...

... maybe I should come back later...

[virginaesthetic.livejournal.com]

[Haruhi notices and shakes her head.] There should be enough room for all of us. Just ignore them. They get excited about weird things. Do you need help?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[There's some fashion disaster with flaming red hair (not literally, but he wishes it), a terribly matched checkered coat, glasses, fingerless gloves, and droopy goth pants LOOMING BEHIND YOUR HARUHI.

He's hungry and there are people about to make food. And he heard something about chocolate.]

Whaaaatcha doin'?

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[HOW DARE YOU LOOM OVER HIS HARUHI. Tamaki comes sweeping in and tries to pull Axel away]

Haruhi is doing nothing of interest, you should spend your time....

[Tamaki looks around the kitchen helplessly and then grabs a can-opener and a cucumber and thrusts them into Axel's hands]

Do something with this!

[and he's placed himself squarely between Axel and Haruhi so he can't get near her again]

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[See icon. Regardless of how much this looks like it's going to end in tears, something smells goood. And Isaac is half-frozen, so soup is always a bonus]

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

I see you are amazed at our method and approach! Haruhi is an expert with commoner's soup and recipes. Do you have any experience with cooking, Isaac?

[maturelildevil.livejournal.com]

Oh, Isaac! [he grins] You can come help me with this. [reaches out to drag him over to a spot in the kitchen he's reserved for his own work.]

[virginaesthetic.livejournal.com]

[Whatever, weirdos swarming the kitchen. Demo continues.]

It really doesn't matter how you cut it...

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[he pauses, scanning over one of the cookbooks, and looking at a potato curiously]

This one says that they have to be peeled, too. Is there a special method for doing this?

[maturelildevil.livejournal.com]

[glances at his vegetables] Really? But...how do you even cut one of these? What do you use? [sets down the daikon radish and begins turning over the bamboo shoot]