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Romeo ([personal profile] myblueskies) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2013-01-07 10:09 am

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

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?"
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[personal profile] silentsacrifice 2013-02-24 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
Likewise, Itachi had no idea what a chupa was, but he assumed it was another food that came in a wrapper. He nodded, and removed the plastic wrapper from his own stick of dango to demonstrate.

"This is called dango," he said. "They're sweet dumplings." He reached out to point at the stick Romeo was holding. "When the dango has three colors like this, it's called hanami dango. It's always been one of my favorites."

There was a trace of longing in his voice, and a smile flitted across his face for a brief moment as he remembered happier times. He didn't lose himself in memories, though. He wouldn't give the administrators the satisfaction of knowing that their gift made him so nostalgic.
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[personal profile] silentsacrifice 2013-02-28 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Itachi gave a soft chuckle when Romeo mispronounced the name of the dango. He took a bite of his own, and took his time chewing and swallowing. He didn't know when he'd ever be able to taste this kind of food again, after all.

"Back in my world, I loved to visit traditional cafes," he said. He wasn't sure why he felt the need to keep talking, because Romeo had his memories, but he couldn't stop himself. "They would serve food like this, but every land would add their own sort of flair to the dish. I think that's what made going to new places so exciting - I never knew what I was going to get."

And it was true. Visiting cafes had been a hobby of his, one that had always given him a temporary reprieve from the trying life he lived as a wanted criminal. When he was sitting with his partner in silence, just enjoying the taste of whichever new sweet dish he'd tried, he could almost pretend like he was living a normal life.

He knows it's stupid to think that he'll ever live a normal life in the Tower, but maybe he'll pretend for just a few moments that everything will turn out all right.
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[personal profile] silentsacrifice 2013-02-28 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I don't mind," Itachi said, smiling easily. "The taste of the food is more important than the name. And I'm sure all of it is delicious, right?"
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[personal profile] silentsacrifice 2013-03-02 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"In that case, don't eat too much of it all at once," Itachi said, with all the gentleness of a doting older brother. "You'll make yourself sick."
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[personal profile] silentsacrifice 2013-03-20 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Itachi's expression softened at that. He had a vague idea of what Romeo meant - memories of Romeo fearfully stuffing his face when he first entered the Tower came to mind - but he didn't call specific attention to what he was thinking about.

Instead, he just said, "Even so, it's best if you don't push yourself."

He's forever a worrywart, this one.