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

[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. ]

[whatpenguin]

... [That wink is a little unnecessary, Aphrodi... It just made him kind of uncomfortable. And blush.]

Right. I'm not sure I'd want to be subjected to that, though...

[errandwings]

[ He laughs at Genda's blush. Oh dear, he's rather... yeah. Sorry mate, Aphrodi is completely shameless. ]

I don't think you'd need to, in all honesty. [ Some people just don't suit being made-over. ]

[whatpenguin]

... Is that a compliment, then? [Aphrodi are you flirting with him]

[errandwings]

Yes, I suppose it is!

[ He pauses. ]

So long as you keep clean.

[ Only if Genda wants-- ]

[whatpenguin]

[It really seems like he is -- Genda blinks a bit, and shrugs.]

... I guess I should try. You'd just wash me yourself if I didn't, anyway, and that was... weird enough as it is.

[errandwings]

[ Ohohoho. ]

Well, cleanliness is imperative. [ He nods sagely. Definitely, yep. It boosts moods or something. ]