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pinecone · 07-28-2015, 07:42 AM

Allegra allowed a soft scowl to overcome her expression as Adam seemed unaware of what she was asking for. Clearly they had some work to do before they became any kind of dream team. Ignoring Serina, and Adam, and their conversation about her, she scampered through the mess to finally find a loaf of bread (after several minutes) hiding in one of the topmost cabinets she could only reach from her tip toes. Once acquired, she returned to the stove to find the butter entirely melted in the pan, and immediately placed a slice of bread on top of the buttery puddle. In the next few minutes she began to silently construct a grilled cheese sandwich. And then...another. And, another. And another. She was inexplicably good at understanding how to heat the stove and how long to wait for the sandwiches to fully cook so that the cheese melted perfectly.

Without making a peep, she had produced four sandwiches in about twelve minutes, and haphazardly placed them one at a time on paper towels. It wasn't exactly housewife material, but it would do. One by one she plopped them all down on the dining room table which, of course, had four seats. She more or less made place settings, which looked a little sad as they were just paper towels with melting cheese and bread placed crookedly on top, but it was good enough for her. Once all of the sandwiches were put down, she rang a small bell that Willoughby had placed near the table, a dinner bell of sorts that was really quite adorable. In contrast to the cuteness, not a single smile crossed Allegra's face as she rang it, determined and almost pouting.

She then climbed into the nearest chair but didn't even eat the sandwich before her. She just stared at the blackboard across the room, assuming new cursive writing would appear and congratulate her for her homemaking skills. ...But nothing appeared. It would appear no points were earned through her effort, or maybe Willoughby had gone to get a snack. Either way, it seemed as if points wouldn't always be predictable.

Allegra pouted, brows furrowing.

It wasn't clear if it was his nose or the bell ringing that drew him near, but suddenly Leo the Lion was roaming towards the table, sniffing after the smell of the sustenance. Cheeeeeeeeese. In the next second he had clambered onto his own chair, not even asking questions of the food's appearance or origin, simply scarfing it down in fewer bites than seemingly possible.

And so began the first dinner they spent together.

07-28-2015, 07:42 AM	#34 (permalink)
pinecone Puffskein Join Date: May 2015 Location: Westeros Posts: 1,025	Allegra allowed a soft scowl to overcome her expression as Adam seemed unaware of what she was asking for. Clearly they had some work to do before they became any kind of dream team. Ignoring Serina, and Adam, and their conversation about her, she scampered through the mess to finally find a loaf of bread (after several minutes) hiding in one of the topmost cabinets she could only reach from her tip toes. Once acquired, she returned to the stove to find the butter entirely melted in the pan, and immediately placed a slice of bread on top of the buttery puddle. In the next few minutes she began to silently construct a grilled cheese sandwich. And then...another. And, another. And another. She was inexplicably good at understanding how to heat the stove and how long to wait for the sandwiches to fully cook so that the cheese melted perfectly. Without making a peep, she had produced four sandwiches in about twelve minutes, and haphazardly placed them one at a time on paper towels. It wasn't exactly housewife material, but it would do. One by one she plopped them all down on the dining room table which, of course, had four seats. She more or less made place settings, which looked a little sad as they were just paper towels with melting cheese and bread placed crookedly on top, but it was good enough for her. Once all of the sandwiches were put down, she rang a small bell that Willoughby had placed near the table, a dinner bell of sorts that was really quite adorable. In contrast to the cuteness, not a single smile crossed Allegra's face as she rang it, determined and almost pouting. She then climbed into the nearest chair but didn't even eat the sandwich before her. She just stared at the blackboard across the room, assuming new cursive writing would appear and congratulate her for her homemaking skills. ...But nothing appeared. It would appear no points were earned through her effort, or maybe Willoughby had gone to get a snack. Either way, it seemed as if points wouldn't always be predictable. Allegra pouted, brows furrowing. It wasn't clear if it was his nose or the bell ringing that drew him near, but suddenly Leo the Lion was roaming towards the table, sniffing after the smell of the sustenance. Cheeeeeeeeese. In the next second he had clambered onto his own chair, not even asking questions of the food's appearance or origin, simply scarfing it down in fewer bites than seemingly possible. And so began the first dinner they spent together.