(no subject)

[ahhmahbabies.livejournal.com]

WHO: Lucinda Guthrie (ahhhmahbabies), everyone
WHERE: Xavier Institute (kitchen + dining hall)
WHEN: Easter Sunday, early morning to late evening
SUMMARY: It's Easter and Lucinda holds a dinner to celebrate.
FORMAT: --

Lucinda grew up a Baptist. She married a Baptist man and they raised their children along the same vein. She took her children to Baptist services and celebrated all the major religious holidays amongst her family, even after her dearest Tommy passed away. Yet, despite being a religious woman, she was very open-minded and supported her children whether mutant or otherwise. She would continue to hold the tradition in this new world and she had a lot to be thankful for, most of which was Jay coming back from the dead.

Comments

KITCHEN

[ahhmahbabies.livejournal.com]

"Ah mah Lawd, Ah'm never gonna get things done in time." It was early morning and Lucinda was already freaking out. She had been hesitant about returning to the kitchen since the zombie fiasco and her unwilling poisoning of the students. She had prepared some meals, but nothing as extravagant as this since then.

She was taking out pots and pans. Once everything was out on the small breakfast table, she stood back, hands on her hips, and a worried look on her face.

[prettymorlock]

Sally was up bright and early and entered the kitchen grinning. She had been looking forward to cooking for the last few days and walked over to the sink, quickly washing her hands.

"Hi, Mrs. Guthrie. What do you need me to do?"

[ahhmahbabies.livejournal.com]

Lucinda jumped slightly, but smiled when she saw Sally's beaming face. She really was a lovely young girl for Samuel. "We got those veggies, right girl?"

[prettymorlock]

"Yes. I put them in the fridge," Sally informed her, before making her way to the refrigerator. "I was able to get a whole bunch for a salad and then some potatoes, peas, carrots, and other things that the grocer said might be good."

She took out the bags and put them on the table. "Do you want me to start washing everything?"

The cooking Sally usually did involved boxes and usually microwaves.

[ahhmahbabies.livejournal.com]

"Yes, please if ya may." Lucinda was mighty impressed by Sally's hard work. She tried not to judge Sam's ex-girlfriends, bless their hearts, but she had met no other like Sally who really seemed like a kind girl at heart. Even if she's off saying they're just friends and he's flying over her head, screaming MA WE'RE FRIENDS.

Lucinda joined Sally at the table, rifling through the bags to check the freshness of the vegetables. They weren't so bad for the season--obviously imported from big plantations and farms as opposed to the natural selections back home. "Ah swear, Ah'm gonna be gettin' a garden up in the back yard." Lucinda held up a very shiny and waxed apple.

[prettymorlock]

"I think you'll find lots of people wanting to help you out when you get started." Sally grinned and brought the potatoes over to the sink first. It was nice to help out in the kitchen with someone's mom. She hadn't been able too much with her own mother when she was younger but she had read about it often enough.

"Sam said he would teach me how to garden properly. It's not my fault that the only plant I ever had decided to fall down from the windowsill."

[ahhmahbabies.livejournal.com]

Lucinda was separating the veggies and fruits while throwing words over her shoulder at Sally; "You're from city folks, am Ah right, Sal?" She smiled to herself, all-knowing. "Sam's a good boy."

[prettymorlock]

"Yes, ma'am. I grew up in New York," she replied, placing washed vegetables into a bowl. "I haven't really been to many places outside of it."

Sally wasn't too sure how one would know if the potatoes were clean enough. There was a reason she was a server at Warren's place and not helping out in the kitchen. "He's a good friend."

[ahhmahlawd.livejournal.com]

Of course Paige wouldn't miss a holiday with her Momma. She hadn't missed a single one when she was in Massachusettes and she surely wouldn't miss one when they were in the same city.

"You worry to much, Mom. Everyone will help and everything will be fine," she reassured her mother, ever the optimist. "Nothing is better than one of your big dinners."

[ahhmahbabies.livejournal.com]

"Ah hope. Ah don't think Ah cooked somethin' this big in..." Lucinda tried to think of the last time she cooked a big meal. It could have been anywhere from a week to Christmas holidays. Everything melted together in the City. "Awhile?"

[soultospare.livejournal.com]

Rather than be bothered with anything as mundain as stairs, Megan teleported into the middle of the crowded kitchen with a burst of pink light.

"Oy, sorry everyone," she beamed anyway, not actually sorry since nobody was hurt or anything. "So what're we making? I've never had an American Easter before. What do you usually eat?"

[ahhmahbabies.livejournal.com]

And Lucinda jumped again from the sudden burst of sparks and lights! She grabbed her chest. "Darlin', ya scared me half to death!" Shaking her head, she reached into the fridge to grab a carton of eggs. "I need these hard boiled."

[soultospare.livejournal.com]

"I said I was sorry, Mrs. Guthrie," but she actually meant it this time. "Eggs? Okay, cool! I can do that."

It was certainly better than having to fish out turkey giblets or tenderize raw hamburger or peel onions or any of that gross, gooey, smelly work. Even she could boil water!

[ahhmahbabies.livejournal.com]

"All's forgiven, chil'," Lucinda chuckled this time.

[sway-over-time.livejournal.com]

Suzi lingered by the door, watching the people in the kitchen dance about preparing the meal. Her family didn't really celebrate Easter, at least in the religious sense since they were Buddhist, but they hadn't turned down the opportunity to be together for the day.

She walked toward Mrs. Guthrie and asked, "Um, hi. Can I help?"

[ahhmahbabies.livejournal.com]

Lucinda beamed as another volunteer sauntered through the door. She recognized that face around the kitchen before. "G'mornin' Suzi. We got plenty to do in here before six PM rolls around."

[sway-over-time.livejournal.com]

"Good morning Mrs. Guthrie," replied Suzi. She walked towards what looked like were the ingredients and beginnings of...something. "I'll help as best as I can. I can't say I cook very much but I'll try. What can I do?"