Backdated May Shenanigans

[reprobeat]

WHO: Kagari, Kogami, others TBD
WHERE: Various, starting out in MF6
WHEN: May
WHAT: Various prompts, starting with Kagari cooking for a blind date.
WARNINGS: Nothin.



Continued from this inbox thread.

[Oh of course he barely has anything useful. Well okay whatever, if its the right kind of bread he can make garlic bread. Fruits and whipped cream was fine for a desert and really easy to make, he should be fine as long as its not like apples or watermelon. He's got bacon and hopefully some of that 'frozen stuff' will be peas for his pasta, and as for an actual side dish he just grabs some vegetables. He'll do...something.

All the things he needed, (including a whisk and some good knives just in case Kogami didn't have any), shoved haphazardly into a paper back left over from his shopping the other day he books it over from his house to Kogami's. It's only like a 45 second trip, which he's thankful for. He's on the clock here. He does not bother knocking, just phases through the door. He's on a mission here.

He gets to the kitchen quickly and starts laying things out.]

Comments

[psychofailed]

[gOSH KAGARI he's not going to do it with his hANDS?!? What kind of animal do you take him for here. This part of it is a lot more simple and intuitive though, and he's actually managed to get a decent rhythm going at the sound of that hissing.

Still stirring, he looks up to see Kagari rushing over, multitasking all those things at once. It's a little like those video games he plays with him sometimes, which might explain why the younger Enforcer likes it so much, honestly.

(One of these days, Kagari will discover Cooking Shows and his life will be complete, obviously)

Kogami finishes stirring in the cheese, and then he holds out the bowl for Kagari to inspect.]

This look about right?

[reprobeat]

[Kagari glances over, and nods.]

Yep, perfect!

[He (hypocritically) sticks a finger into the mixture and tastes it quickly. Hmm. Needs salt. He bustles around, failing to give Kogami a task for a few long moments before suddenly remembering he has a sous chef. He spins around, grabbing a stick of butter, the garlic he chopped earlier, and a small bowl.]

Here, mash these together until it's like, spreadable.

[Then he just sort of stands, hands on his hips, looking around the kitchen. He gets out a second frying pan, and starts doing some more things, but at a much more relaxed pace. The main dish is on track, and they've got to wait for the pasta to cook which will take a few minutes at least, good time for a breather.]

Just curious, if the microwave had cooked the potato, were you just going to serve it to her as is? What was the rest of your plan there?

[psychofailed]

[Again, this task is simple enough, and he follows the direction easily. Though he does stop for an embarrassing moment when that question is posed to him, because he doesn't actually know.]

...I was going to chop it, probably? I hadn't really thought that far ahead.