Night 46: Kitchen

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The kitchen appeared to be empty, but Kratos understood that initial impressions were usually incorrect. Through the dim light provided by the flashlights they had, he couldn't see anything lying out; everything was apparently tucked into the appropriate cabinet or drawer, which was how a proper kitchen was meant to be kept, but given the atmosphere, it almost felt as if its cleanliness was meant for reasons other than sanitary ones.

As the group moved through the kitchen toward the refrigerator, Kratos kept his ears especially open for any sounds of rapid movement across the white tiled floor, as even with a flashlight, it was difficult to see much other than what was lit a few feet ahead of them.

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[itstaichoutoyou.livejournal.com]

Glad that their little detour had been short, Hitsugaya led the way into the kitchen. There was no telling what was waiting for them, and as leader, it was his responsibility to clear the way. He used his flashlight to scan ahead, but its range was limited, so he had to rely on his other senses and instincts to detect any danger.

The kitchen looked clean and empty. Anything that could be used as a weapon was out of sight, and while Hitsugaya would have liked to check the drawers, sticking around in one place increased their chances of being attacked. Besides, they had a mission.

[akarusa.livejournal.com]

Hokuto kept quiet, listening for any signs of nearby monsters; being alert was good, but outright paranoia really wasn't. The problem was, she hadn't been in the kitchen for a long while--but memories of seeing Hisoka's torn body hadn't faded with time. The blood was long gone, but she was sure she could still smell it.

Trying to ignore her pounding heart, she stayed close by her teammates and waited for orders... or any unhappy surprises.

[spandexorgtfo.livejournal.com]

They made it to the door to the walk-in refrigerator with little disturbance, and Kratos repeated his procedure on the lock to this door as well, slamming the hilt of his sword into it in order to shatter the brittle metal.

Once again he stepped aside to allow his teammates to enter first before sweeping in after them.

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And here was the kitchen. With absolutely no one in it. Going over the wall was definitely a better idea than going through the Sun Room which always seemed to be guarded. Better yet, they'd even made a friend.

As soon as Mori was certain the area was clear, he started moving toward the pantries to collect the ingredients they needed - and a few things the little wind ghost could play with. There was no doubt she'd like some paper or flour to swirl around, so he brought extras of both. Mori wasted no time in lining up the baking sheets, bowls, measuring cups, spoons, flour, sugar and all the other things they needed on the counters.

Once he was just about certain things were set, he looked to Mitsukuni and waited for his cousin to give him further instructions on what sort of cake they'd be making. Was tonight chocolate or strawberry or something else entirely?

[host-club-honey.livejournal.com]

Once it was certain the that spirit wasn't a threat and actually did want to play, it was much easier for Honey to relax and simply allow his childlike habits to lead them onward. It was amazing really, just like watching Leon work his magic had been, as the door swung open and Windy stirred up little sticks and leaves. Honey found himself laughing too as he followed Takashi inside and waited for their new friend.

And finally it was the kitchen! It was hard to contain his excitement and while he tried to help, Takashi was quick to bring most of the supplies into the kitchen and make them ready to use.

"We're going to make a strawberry cake!" Honey told the spirit, smiling brightly at her. "We have to put lots of ingredients into it and stir them up, then bake it in the oven and cover it with frosting and berries when we're done!"

It was kind of difficult to reach all the materials at his height. Was there a pot he could stand on? Hopefully Takashi could help him remember how much to add of each item. He started by picking up the measuring cups and started pouring in the ingredients one at a time.

[damned-monsters.livejournal.com]

Once in the new and fascinating room, the sylph swirled around curiously for a moment, cabinet doors flipping open and slamming closed again as it passed. And then the tall one brought out things for it to play with; the childlike figure was again briefly visible as it tugged at whatever he was holding for a moment before letting go, giggling gleefully all the while.

It soon grew bored with that game, however, and moved on to where Honey was measuring out ingredients, finding this whole process highly fascinating. As he scooped up some of the flour the contents of the cup abruptly flew up and out, swirling around in patterns above their heads for a moment before dropping to fall on the kitchen like an odd snowfall.

[mukuchi.livejournal.com]

Both the ghost and Mitsukuni seemed pleased to be in the room and Mori noted that with a mild sense of satisfaction. He'd been able to get them all here safely and now they even had a new friend. A new...somewhat silly friend. Mori glanced up as the flour came down like snow and sneezed once, shaking his head like a dog to get the flour of it. It was a good thing he'd brought extra supplies out after all.

Moving around the kitchen, he started looking for the fruit and milk and butter to make the cake - finding a small step stool for Mitsukuni to stand on in the process. Setting that down by his cousin, Mori took a piece of paper and started folding it. The ghost seemed to be a playful one, but she also seemed to be easily bored. Giving her something to do would be important if they hoped to get any of their own work done. It only took a moment to get the origami balloon made and once it was finished, he blew into one end of it to puff it up, then set it on the counter for the girl.

Turning to Mitsukuni, he began to rattle off ingredients and measurements and the instructions as he remembered them from seeing Willy Wonka make a cake. And home economics class. He'd made sure to pay attention to that, too, when he'd still been in school. One cup sugar, half a cup of butter, two eggs, two teaspoons vanilla, one and a half cups of flour, one and three fourths teaspoons baking powder, and half a cup of milk - mix that all together and bake for 30 to 40 minutes. Then they just had to cool it, frost it and put strawberries on top.

[host-club-honey.livejournal.com]

Honey didn't mind at all getting messy. In fact, it was a great change of pace and he found himself genuinely laughing as they played together, despite how strange the circumstances were. No zombies or monsters or people getting hurt, just the three of them having fun and getting a bit dirty.

He didn't even mind having to remeasure the ingredients occasionally as Windy played with them. Once the mixture was complete, it was just a matter of pouring the batter into the cake pans and making the frosting while they waited. Takashi helped remember most of the recipe, and Honey did his best to remember the way Wonka had shown him to add or stir or prepare things to make it taste extra good.

When the frosting was finished and the cake nearly finished in the oven, Honey hurried to play again. The balloon was almost as fun for him as it was the ghost. He chased after it, making a game of it as he jumped to reach the paper ball, if only to keep it from falling to the ground.