2nd Goal

[whatpenguin]

Characters: Genda Koujirou and YOU!
Setting: Cafeteria
Format: Action please!;
Summary: FOOD.
FOOD.
Warnings: I'll add them in if there are any!

[After finding out the tower's been restocked, Genda's well past raided the fridge by now - he's cooked everything he knows how, prepared tons of homestyle meals, and now?
He's got it all spread out on a table and he is stuffing his face.
Genda's also made sure to avoid anything he deems inedible, too. Which means no poisonous foods, and definitely no vegetables, yuck.

You're free to the food too, of course! As it is, he's probably going to offer anyway.
... Not that he wouldn't be able to eat it all himself.]

Comments

[errandwings]

Not hiding anything. At least not while you're still dirty.

[ Go on, shoo. Please. ]

[whatpenguin]

... Alright, fine.
Once I'm clean, though, you have to tell me. Okay?

[He's worried!]

[errandwings]

We'll see about how clean we can get you, first.

[ B| stop stalling. ]

[whatpenguin]

Fine, fine.

[He takes off his shirt, and tosses it onto Aphrodi's head. BT]

Don't watch me undress - that's weird.

[errandwings]

[ He laughs as he catches Genda's shirt. ] Alright, alright.

[ He'll wander to one side, then, since he's not turning his back on Genda again. ]

[whatpenguin]

[After a moment, he's waiting in the shower, arms crossed and in his underwear, letting out a heavy sounding sigh.
Aphrodi why must you make his life hard..........

Also no, he's not taking those off, don't even try.]

[errandwings]

[ Aphrodi will just shout over from where he's standing when he hears the sigh. ]

Come on, we don't have all day!

[whatpenguin]

I'm ready.

[Ready as he'll ever be, anyway.....]

And given where we are, we likely have all day and then some if we really wanted to waste time.

[errandwings]

[ Wow, that was fast B|. Inspection time! ]

You don't even know the half of it. [ He has literally spent a whole day in the bathroom... and then some. Sleep? Naah 8D. ]

[whatpenguin]

[Well, Aphrodi's planning on hosing him down; all he had to do was (mostly) undress, so...]

... I'm not too keen on learning your bathroom rituals, anyway.
You wasted an hour's worth of water...

[errandwings]

It's not wasted if it were put to good use.

[ That's it. Aphrodi switches on the shower and shoves Genda under the spray. ]

[whatpenguin]

There are better uses for water than washing your hair -- H-hey!

[Don't startle him like that! And it makes him jump a bit too, but he settles right back down with another heavy sounding sigh.

Do your worst. >8(]

[errandwings]

Suck it up.

[ Best start with the scrubbing then. Aphrodi pulls out a towel from somewhere (his pocket??), squirts some of the body wash on it, and gets to work.

At least the water's warm. ]

[whatpenguin]

[S-scoff. Fine; he stands there as rigid as he can, arms crossed and with a deep frown.

He feels like a pet dog or something, honestly...]

[errandwings]

[ He might as well be with the way he acts.

Aphrodi makes sure to clean extra hard! Hope you like bubbles, Genda. ]

[whatpenguin]

Aphrodi - you're not --

You're not washing a car or something; you don't have to scrub my skin clean off!

[He's just complaining because he's not used to it, of course.]

[errandwings]

I wouldn't be doing this if you actually washed properly regularly.

[ Lineface. He's not even scrubbing that hard. ]

[whatpenguin]

[... Huff.

Just - don't scrub his face, then. It's sensitive. >8(]

[errandwings]

[ Of course he wouldn't. Gosh, you don't use body wash to scrub your face. That requires a whole different range of products.

After a while, Aphrodi will step back and switch the water off. ]

There. [ He goes to fetch another dry towel for Genda. ]

Now dry yourself off with this. [ And he'll go off again to give Genda his privacy. ]

[whatpenguin]

[He takes it, drying himself off as best he can.]

... That's all? I thought for sure it would have been worse.

[He wraps the towel around his shoulders, going for his clothes again.]

[errandwings]

That's all, I promise.

You're getting cleaned, not a makeover.

[whatpenguin]

Well, I wouldn't be surprised if you tried to give me a makeover anyway.

[Considering who he's talking to.....
But he's all dressed and dry now! 'v']

[errandwings]

[ Aphrodi comes over with a towel of his own. He's wet too, after that. But it doesn't matter because his towel is huge and draped over his shoulders like a shawl. ]

Is that permission?

[ He's just teasing now. The tower didn't bring over enough of his stuff for a makeover, pshhh. ]

[whatpenguin]

I don't think you'd ask for permission, honestly.

[But he's teasing too!]

[errandwings]

...You're probably right. [ He shrugs. Maybe if they ever get out of this place! ]

You'd know either way. [ He winks -- his makeovers are very thorough. ]