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[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

{ dictated in a rather monotone way }

You.

You.

A contraption of evil, truly.

{ the momentary banging of pots and pans }

How is anyone supposed to make food when these things are heavy enough to take off someone's head?

Ah, but I know your crafty ways, Mr. Cooking Pan. We shall do battle, and it is us who shall arise the victor.

{ the sound of something being set down on the stove-top, and the journal closes for a good five minutes; when it's opened again, the following is written rather messily }

So, uh.

A frying pan just kicked our ass.

So just where around here can a guy get (A) a high-calorie, easy microwaveable breakfast and (B) some bandages and aloe or something?

Comments

[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

Fine, fine. Just kind of... Toasty. Fingers are a little toasty.

Like, what, we just talk to a wall and we'll get stuff?

[1/2]

[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

Right.

So if we just said, "hey castle, we really want a waffle sundae right about--

[2/2]

[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

HOLYSHIT IT WORKED.

[thefifth.livejournal.com]

... You are having difficulty with cooking supplies?

[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

Eh-heh, a little...?

[thefifth.livejournal.com]

[a long pause and then an amused snort]

[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

...thanks for the pep talk, Gaara. Real helpful.

Although we'd like to see you do better.

[thefifth.livejournal.com]

I don't cook.

[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

Apparently? Neither do we.

[thefifth.livejournal.com]

Apparently.

Why did you not get the ghosts to do it for you?

[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

{ an odd pause }

G-Ghosts?

There are ghosts here?

[thefifth.livejournal.com]

Yes. They do menial labor.

[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

...why are we never told these things?

So they just sort of... Hang out? And help with stuff?

[thefifth.livejournal.com]

I don't know.

Yes. They deliver things when it is asked of them, clean and cook.

[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

Oh, okay. That's good. We guess.

So is asking the ghosts for stuff like asking the castle for stuff?

[thefifth.livejournal.com]

Something like that, yes.

[dreamwalkerdee.livejournal.com]

Oh dear~

She wonders if he is alright~?

[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

We're okay... Just a little... Uh, toasty?

But we've got it covered.

[dictated;]

[nottwiceblessed.livejournal.com]

[amusedly]

Maybe you should join a cooking class?

[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

Ha ha.

That sounds like a disaster waiting to happen.

[dictated;]

[nottwiceblessed.livejournal.com]

Well, the kitchen and the clinic must be on the same floor for a reason.

[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

Heh, we guess--

Wait, this place has a clinic? With like, doctors and stuff?

[dictated;]

[nottwiceblessed.livejournal.com]

Yyyup...

Did you miss the part where it was talked about over and over for the last week somehow?

[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

Oh.

I guess we did.

Weird.

[adherently.livejournal.com]

It sounds like you spoke just a bit too soon.

[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

Yeah, really.

[adherently.livejournal.com]

Got everything covered?

[thefinaldream.livejournal.com]

Well, since it looks like people already covered B, they have breakfast burritos in the freezer. I'm sure that covers both "high-calorie" and "easy microwaveable."

[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

You, sir, are a savior.

{ sounds of him shuffling over to a freezer and finding a package }

It even has almost-real egg products in it and everything. Finally, something we can understand around here.

[thefinaldream.livejournal.com]

Haha, enjoy.