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damned_institute2013-07-06 09:36 pm
monkeyboy) wrote in damned_institute2013-07-06 09:36 pm
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Night 71: Kitchen
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First rule of business: a spoon. Sure, he could have used his hands, but Goku had learned that ice cream and those meaty warm pads at the end of your arms tended to melt most of it onto the ground before you could get it to your hungry face hole.
If he wanted to eat his share, then a utensil was necessary. Setting down the carton and his satchel for just a moment, the little boy hopped up on the counter and began rifling through the various drawers that lined the granite he was currently perched on. Most of it, he found, were odd tools that were a lot more complex than just a scooping thing. Some looked more like weapons, but eventually he found one that kinda resembled a spoon. The part that held the food was a lot more concave and big, but hey! That just meant it could hold more ice cream in one scoop.
"He heee!" Dropping back down with a victorious chuckle, he picked his things back up and opened the carton lid, only to toss it away somewhere in the kitchen. It would only hinder his eating actions if he kept it around on his journey. With that, he walked out of the kitchen with a mouthful of mint chocolate chip.
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First rule of business: a spoon. Sure, he could have used his hands, but Goku had learned that ice cream and those meaty warm pads at the end of your arms tended to melt most of it onto the ground before you could get it to your hungry face hole.
If he wanted to eat his share, then a utensil was necessary. Setting down the carton and his satchel for just a moment, the little boy hopped up on the counter and began rifling through the various drawers that lined the granite he was currently perched on. Most of it, he found, were odd tools that were a lot more complex than just a scooping thing. Some looked more like weapons, but eventually he found one that kinda resembled a spoon. The part that held the food was a lot more concave and big, but hey! That just meant it could hold more ice cream in one scoop.
"He heee!" Dropping back down with a victorious chuckle, he picked his things back up and opened the carton lid, only to toss it away somewhere in the kitchen. It would only hinder his eating actions if he kept it around on his journey. With that, he walked out of the kitchen with a mouthful of mint chocolate chip.
[to here]
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The kitchen was abandoned but the door had been opened previously, from what Aigis could tell. Perhaps someone else had already beat them down into the basement area.
Full of determination, Aigis flew across the tile flooring with only a quiet padding of her feet. So far she hadn't noticed any dangerous creatures here, either, but if Sechs thought he had seen something before then there was still a chance of danger if she wasn't careful.
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