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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ sitting on his scooter out in the parking lot of the building that he knows is alyssa's last class of the day, elbows braced against the handles as he waits. only checks the clock of his cellphone once when the stream of people appear, signaling the end of the hour. thinks about texting her, but manages to refrain, quietly waiting for a certain princess to appear. ]

Comments

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ starts to get to work on his own, cutting up his own portions into squares & rectangles. ]

Verdict?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ makes sure the heart looks nice enough, wrapping it up and over the rice slowly, a nicer-looking creation than her first one. picks it up carefully and puts it on anthony's place. ]

I like it.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ blinks down at it & after a moment's hesitance, eats that first. ]

Thanks.

1/2

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ reaches over to stroke his hair a bit. ]

You're welcome.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ & then sits back again, hands folded together neatly. tilts her head and watches him in silence. ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ looks up at her & puts together a nicer looking roll despite the shape of his rice paper rips, then offers it. ]

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ again looks extremely happy over this as she takes it, puts it into her mouth and then says om nom nom while eating it. ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ quirks a quiet smile at the sound despite his subsequent words: ]

Manners, honey.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Oh, right!

[ makes very tiny nom nom sounds on the last few bites. washes it down with some water. ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ reaches over to pat at a hand. ]

You braved the rice paper.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Does this mean I passed the test?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ doesn't answer immediately, noticing that the waiter is finally bringing their order-sheets. nods at last in response to her answer & picks up his paper. ]

Now we go on our quest to destroy the One Ring.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ picks hers up too. flips it to look at it on both sides. ]

With a piece of paper?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ gets to his feet. ]

Put some trust in the power of commoners.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ looks reluctant but stands up anyway, shuffling on over to stand next to anthony. ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ checks to make sure that the hand that is about to take hers doesn't have any soy sauce (or rice) on it before doing so, gently leading her along. weaves through the small-ish crowd to get to the main area, grabbing a hold of a steel bowl. ]

We will wow our tastebuds. Probably.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ keeps on looking around curiously, mimicking anthony by picking up one of the bowls as well. looks at the selection but does not touch any of them just yet. ]

So... I put anything I want in this bowl, then?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ starts putting in some corn, avoiding the veggies a little. ]

The amount you can eat.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

I can't eat as much as my mommy, but I can eat enough!

[ breaks off from him to circle the row of food, peering at everything carefully. decides to just put in her favorite vegetables, wandering on closer to the noodles. tilts her head at them, just standing there trying to tell the difference amongst the choices. ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ rounds the vegetable area to reach the nuts-section & starts piling on the peanuts, ignoring the passing looks that he gets. gives alyssa a quick assessing look even as his hands don't pause. ]

The skinny ones are the cheapest.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ blinks over at him due to his question, not even paying attention to his hoarding of peanuts. ]

What does that mean?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ doesn't stop until he's emptied out the section. when he does, though, he scoots on over to her side. ]

They weigh the least.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

But my mommy eats three times as much as my daddy does and she weighs only a little more than I do.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ picks up some chow mein into his bowl & shakes his head. ]

Not waistline-weight. Wallet-weight.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ thinks about it, looking in some random direction for a solid minute in silent thought. then recovers, peering down at the noodles. ]

What kind did you get?