and with tears in our eyes we drove off into the sunset looking for another place to put the garbage

[shiromadoushi]

WHO: Bakura, Alastair, Kiryu, Hiruma, Trowa, Quatre and Matsuka
WHERE: The MANCAVE
WHEN: Thanksgiving at 6
WARNINGS: Hiruma. Drunkenness. Shenanigans.
SUMMARY: Thanksgiving dinner at Hell Towers!
FORMAT: Let's say.. QUICK for a change



[[It's a heck of a feast, as one would expect with Bakura doing the cooking. And as requested, not exactly traditional either. There's a grilled monkfish, a rare cooked steak, dish of roasted squash and root vegetables, kabocha amani, sushi hand rolls, yaki udon with kabocha purin for desert. There's also a few bottles of sweet wine for those who drink and a nice fancy grape juice in similar bottles for those who don't.

Also on the table, thanks to Trowa, are mansaf and Venison + bacon goulash

It's a hell of a spread.]]

Comments

Arrival and pre-meal hanging out

[shiromadoushi]

[[Depending on how early you arrive, Bakura may still be setting up. Somebody wanna give him a hand with oh god all this food.]]

bless you, fandom, for giving me an icon for every conceivable occasion

[pacifisted.livejournal.com]

Hey. Where do you want it?

[shiromadoushi]

[[looks up from where he's finishing up rolling the sushi and blinks]]

You brought something?

[[huuge smile as he shakes his hands a moment before moving to the counter to move a few things aside. This was totally unexpected]]

Here, [[pats the counter]] are either of them hot? I can get some trivets down!

[pacifisted.livejournal.com]

Yes.



You do too much yourself.

[hackeralastair]

[despite sleeping in and being a lazyass all day, Alastair manages to get off the couch and help carry things to the Mancave. After all, no one should let Bakura do everything himself as usual]

[shiromadoushi]

[[There's a reason dinner is scheduled late. This is one of them. Not that he would have thought Alastair would have slept in that late, but one never can tell!]]

Untraditional enough, do you think?

[hackeralastair]

Huh? Oh, yeah, totally. Looks good. Man, can you ever do anything small?

[loveyourenemy.livejournal.com]

[Even without his Mu senses, Matsuka's got a pretty good idea of where to find Bakura; upon arriving, he goes to peek into the kitchen.]

Is there anything I can do to help?

[shiromadoushi]

[[The sounds and smells of cooking were always a big hint.

He gives Matsuka a big smile]] Did you want to set the table?

[loveyourenemy.livejournal.com]

Okay. [Then he pauses.] Although you might need to tell me what goes where.

Dinner!

[shiromadoushi]

[[Now is time for eating! No, Trowa, you have to share the food. Get out from under the table.]]

[pacifisted.livejournal.com]

[shiromadoushi]

[[He had wondered where you'd gotten to, Trowa]]

... That's where you were?

[pacifisted.livejournal.com]

You said to watch the table.

[hackeralastair]

[GLKGJSDFLKJEOGJFASHDF THERE'S A LION UNDER THE TABLE

...yes that's the first time he's seen Trowa transform]

HOLY SHIT! Man don't do that you gave me a goddamn heart attack!

[loveyourenemy.livejournal.com]

[Matsuka, at least, had advance warning that someone was under the table, thank you empathy, although he's still trying to figure out how to ask Bakura why when Trowa renders the question irrelevant by emerging.]

[He was not expecting a lion. And he definitely wasn't expecting the lion to turn into Trowa.]

[Cue wide-eyed staring.]

...um...?

[hellcommander.livejournal.com]

[he doesn't even come in until after dinner is prepared, he didn't want to test his hunger (which is somethin' POWERFUL by now). On a whim, he peeks under the table.

And isn't surprised at all]

Oi, Trowa. What were ya doing under there, you weirdo!

[pacifister]

[Quatre arrived exactly at six, pulling off his coat as he entered and looked around the room in mild interest. This was worse than Trowa's birthday party - at least he had been familiar with Selina. He had never spoken to anyone here at length.]

[Feeling out of place, he folded his coat over his arm, and tried to find Bakura.]

[shiromadoushi]

[[and there he is with oven mits and his apron still on and hair still tied back. He brightens and gives a wave when he spots the blond, which looks a bit silly with the puffy mits]]

Quatre! Glad you came! You can put your coat either on the couch or across the hall if you'd like!

[hackeralastair]

[when he sits down, Alastair takes inventory of the table before deciding what to grab first. He loooooves sushi and udon but wait! What is this?]

...hey, who brought the...is this goulash? [poking with the spoon]

[pacifisted.livejournal.com]

Yeah.



Something wrong with it...?

[hellcommander.livejournal.com]

[Hiruma takes a seat, pours himself some wine and just helps himself to any and all food. A little bit of everything on his plate!]

[hackeralastair]

[snerk] Geez, man, I figured you had a high metabolism but damn.

After Dinner!

[shiromadoushi]

[[So you know how there was fancy grape juice in similar bottles to the sweet wine?

Guess who forgot to check the labels when filling his cup?

There's this veerry impish grin on his face right now.

this is what follows]]

[hackeralastair]

[just rolls his eyes and goes back to his beer. He's thinking about ditching this party and checking on Kiryu, because boyfriend > football]