Cake for everyone! [open, backdated to the 6th]

[myblueskies]

Characters: Romeo and everyone!
Setting: Kitchens and then all the floors! Backdated to the 6th
Format: Choose and I'll follow
Summary: Romeo has been counting since the new year and he thinks that today is finally Christmas (Epiphany). So he made cake! And is sharing it. Feel free to jump in the baking part or afterwards.
Warnings: None that I can forsee.

Christmas was six days after the year changed, or was it five? Or seven? Dates were really not Romeo's strong point but he thought it was six so he counted carefully and on the sixth day decided that since it was Christmas in Italy he should do something nice for his friends!

So he went down to the kitchen and got out all the things he needed, luckily there were ingredients to make plain cake. Though Romeo was much better at baking than he had been he still made a lot of mess and so it was a flour covered Romeo with a big grin and a plate piled dangerously high with cakes who finally exited a few hours later.

He started on the bottom floor, looking around for his friends, those he knew, those who looked new, or sad, or lonely. Or were just there because it was Christmas and everyone deserved cake at Christmas.

"Happy Christmas! Do you want a cake?"

Comments

[idolizer]

[ Sayaka didn't exactly look lonely or sad, but... after a certain encounter, she's looking rather shaken. That's when the stranger boy suddenly came up to her, and she blinks in confusion- before she registers what he said. ]

... For me?

[myblueskies]

Yes miss! For you! [He held one out with a smile]

[idolizer]

Uhm... thank you. You've made these yourself?

[ Just politely taking it in her hands. She's not much hungry, though. ]

[myblueskies]

I did miss! Do you like cake?

[idolizer]

I'm used to keep my shape in check, but I do like cake once in a while.

[ She smiles. ] In this hard situation, such a thing is like a miracle to have, so thank you.

[grimgrimoire]

[Cake?]

[Ienzo looked down at the boy -- Romeo -- who had showed him around the lower floors earlier. It... Christmas had passed, hadn't it?]

That's... quite a lot, Romeo. Did you make these?

[myblueskies]

[Ienzo gets a huge grin and nodded] I did! But I still don't think there will be enough for everyone... I hope so though! [He tilted his head] Little you didn't really like cake that much. Do you sir?

[grimgrimoire]

Hm, I don't mind it. [Tastes change in ten years, yes, though that response might just have been because he never got sweets on a regular basis.] May I take one?

[myblueskies]

[Big grin, Ienzo wanting cake! Romeo handed him two.] Of course sir!

[grimgrimoire]

[Nom nom nom. Ienzo is very careful not to spill any crumbs, cupping one hand to catch as many as he can.]

...Ah, it's good. Not too much flavoring, that's important.

[Food is always appreciated in Ienzo's stomach, because forgetting to eat was always a thing that caught up with him in the end. Even if this wasn't a full-blown meal, it was a guaranteed way to get something down his throat.]

[adorably_evilish]

Look who was out of bed and in a much better state than during December. Yes, good old roommate doing his rounds and stretching his legs. He didn't care what he was doing or where he was going, he was just damn glad his powers were back and that the blasted illness was gone.

He even managed to look over at Romeo without calling him something odd like minion or-- "What is it you have there minion?"

Err, never mind.

[myblueskies]

Romeo doesn't actually know what a minion is, and has just put it down to a strange nickname that Veigar calls him so he grins. "Cake sir! Do you want some?"

[adorably_evilish]

"Cake?" That spongy sweet treat they sometimes had at celebrations? Hmm... He hadn't had any in some time and this is probably the first time he ever remembers being offered cake instead of him taking it by force.

"I see, sure... I'd like some cake."

[myblueskies]

Romeo grinned at him and handed him one. "Happy Christmas sir!"

[adorably_evilish]

"Happy Christmas?" he asked as he took the cake, taking a bite out of it. "Is that like your birth date or something?" Because he at least knew that cakes were eaten on that day.

[vermicompost]

[Kariya's eyes widened slightly at the sight of Romeo, dusted with flour and laden with cakes. Then he smiled.]

Hello. Happy Christmas.

[Was it Christmas? Even if it wasn't, he was charmed by the sight.]

I would like a cake, thank you. Did you make them all yourself?

[myblueskies]

[Romeo handed a cake over and grinned widely] I did sir! Miss France learned me how to bake cake!

[vermicompost]

She did? [Kariya took the offered cake readily.] She must be a good teacher. [He takes a small bite. He can't really eat very much, especially not something as rich as cake, but he can't resist on this occasion.] It tastes wonderful. It was nice of you to do this for everyone.

[myblueskies]

She is a really good teacher! I wanted to help keep everyone's spirits up, since mister Jason was really bad last month.

[vermicompost]

You're very thoughtful. [He doesn't take another bite of the cake for now, not wanting to risk making himself sick.] I'm sure people will appreciate it. It was a hard month.

My name's Kariya. It's nice to meet you.

[silentsacrifice]

Itachi hadn't been expecting to run into Romeo, but, staring down at the kid now, he couldn't complain. He hadn't seen Romeo in quite a while, and while the thought made him feel a little guilty, he supposed it was for the best. He'd been so heavy-hearted last month that he had hardly spoken to anyone, not wanting to endanger them if his hallucinations got worse.

But he stopped hismelf from thinking about that. He quirked an eyebrow, relaxing just the tiniest bit.

"Ah, yes," he said. "That 'Christmas' that I've been hearing so much about." A gentle smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. "I'd be happy to take one off of your hands."

After everything that had happened in the past few months, indulging in his favorite hobby of sampling sweets sounded like a nice, relaxing way to spend his time. Perhaps he could even take his mind off of the "gift" he'd received a while ago, if only for a little bit.

[myblueskies]

Romeo had also been suffering from hallucinations but they were gone now and he was glad. He handed a cake over with a grin. "Do you not got Christmas where you come from sir?"

[silentsacrifice]

Itachi took the cake and bowed slightly in thanks.

"No, I've never heard of it before," he said. "Some villages back where I come from hold winter festivals, but I've never heard of one called 'Christmas.'" More to himself than to Romeo, he added, "It seems that it exists in a great many worlds, with how highly it's revered here..."

[myblueskies]

"A lot of people do celebrate it here, it must be in lots of worlds." Romeo tried to bow back, awkwardly almost sending a few cakes tumbling to the ground and he scrambled to catch them.

"It's because God, he had a son and Christmas is his birthday. And he was a really nice person and everyone celebrates it even though it was a long long time ago, and it's a good day to keep your spirits up because he did lots of nice things and then died but that is sad and that's a different day when you remember that."

[silentsacrifice]

Itachi lifted a hand to help Romeo steady the cakes, hovering there just in case they might start to topple off again.

"What an amazing man he must have been, to touch so many different worlds," Itachi said. "But I suppose that sort of popularity would be befitting to the son of a god, hmm?"

His world had its own messiah, revered by legend, but his story went quite a bit differently. Itachi didn't spend much time dwelling on it, though, as thinking about his own world sent his thoughts spiraling into all sorts of directions that he didn't want to get into right now. Instead, he fixed Romeo with a tiny smile.

"...In any case, you look like you could use a break," he said. "Why don't you rest for a while in my room? I've recently received a..." He frowned briefly. "...present from our dear administrators, and I'd be happy to share it with you in return for this cake."

Along with the present that he didn't care to think about, the one that he'd shoved into the bottom of his trunk, he'd gotten a basket full of foods he hadn't had in months. It was all stuff from his world, and while its presence set alarm bells ringing in his head, the few bits he'd sampled hadn't been poisoned. He might as well share some with Romeo.