pull out the second cord

[thereisnopie]

Characters: Gamzee (AU3) and OPEN
Setting: the indoor forest
Format: any
Summary: i'm tired of this motherfucking troll in my motherfucking woods Gamzee tries to cook food.
Warnings: motherfuckin' language

He could do this whole survival thing. It was easy as pie.

Or maybe it should just be said that pie was easy. Hunting and skinning your own animal? Not so much.

Gamzee wanted to consider himself a fairly competent human, though. He'd caught the animal - that was the most important part of the process down. He'd built the campfire too, at least in that he'd cleared out a pit, put some rocks around it, and dumped a bunch of twigs inside. Unfortunately, he'd forgotten to try and steal some matches from somewhere first, so he was left with the difficult task of getting a fire started without them.

What did you do now? Smack some rocks? Rub some sticks together, right?

The rabbit lay unskinned, as he didn't want to mess with that until the fire was ready just in case that would make it all nasty. ...Though at the rate this was happening, it might go bad anyway. Perhaps he should just give up and start searching for a microwave.

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[thereisnopie]

In the world of the machine, he meant. Gamzee wasn't going to bother correcting him. He'd end up doing that way too much if he did.

Man, cooking a meal properly like this was hard. Maybe he should have just eaten it raw. Could humans even eat meat without cooking it? If that was a thing, he'd never seen it happen. Then again, he couldn't exactly say he had a firm grasp on the intricacies of his own species.

"Motherfuckin' complicated."

[warriorscribe]

"It takes practice."

Eventually, Enoch pulled the stake away from the fire, and handed it to Gamzee.

"You'll likely want to wait a while for it to cool. I should warn you, when you don't have the luxury of storing it somewhere for some time before you cook it, eating it will be slow. The meat will be tough."

[thereisnopie]

Tough? Who cared about it being tough?

Who cared about it being cool, for that matter?

Gamzee grabbed the cooked animal away from Enoch and began blowing on it. It was hardly cool enough to avoid burning himself on when he bit in. The blond must not understand how badly he's wanted meat.

[warriorscribe]

Well...he understood hunger well enough. Even then, he couldn't help the involuntary flinch at that obviously too-soon first bite.

"If you burn your tongue, the meat won't taste as good..."

It wasn't as if he'd managed to avoid getting into a starving state or anything. Travel and trauma don't mix at the worst of times.

[thereisnopie]

"It'll still go down, won't it?" His mouth was full as he said this, of course, meaning it didn't really come out as clear as all that.

Sure he might have burnt his tongue a little, but he'd argue that it was worth it.

[warriorscribe]

The questioning tone and the way he seemed eager to keep eating nudged him in the right direction, at least. (Living with someone who could only make a limited range of sounds for a few months helped.)

"If you're hungry enough I suppose it doesn't matter."