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

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

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.]]

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

... That's where you were?

You said to watch the table.

Aaa... I hadn't thought you would...

[[long pause.

Wait. Didn't...]]

...how long were you under there like that?

Mm.

Two hours.

... will you be all right?

I can hold on for a little while.

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[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!

So don't try to sneak food, then.

Need a moment?

I wasn't trying to sneak food this time! Bakura just called us to dinner!

You were, earlier.

[sulking off to a seat. Normally he'd let fly with the flippant teasing, but he's leery of any potential lions at the dinner table]

[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...?

...Something wrong?

[Matsuka shakes his head, and hastily looks down.]

Ah, no, I'm sorry. I was just a little surprised.

Don't worry about it.

Matsuka--yeah?

[~~He can't help it, sob.~~]

Yes, that's right.

Bakura's friend?

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[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!

I was guarding the food. Bakura asked me to.

[he rolls his eyes a bit, but smiles] Yeah well, that's one way to do it, I guess.

[eyeing that steak now...] I'll half it with ya.

Thank you.

[Hiruma grins more widely, clearly pleased that this is a suitable solution. He grabs a knife and fork, examines the steak carefully for a moment, then cuts it sort of strangely down the middle.

If one were to weigh the two pieces, they would find that they are within mere fractions of grams to being exactly the same size. He deposits one half on his plate and the other on Trowa's]

Kekekeke. You would think he'd have the good sense to make two steaks! But hey, I'm not complaining. This looks fucking amazing. American holidays, man.

Americans like their food. Any excuse to have as much of it as possible.

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