[ Draft 4 ] Back on Schedule, but Not Enough Caffeine

[metharchy]

[Since the passengers were all so distracted with their babies over the weekend, Meth has some good news!]

Sergei's is ready for use again, and the stairs between deck eleven and twelve are repaired.

If you do not know how to cook I suggest you find someone who does and follow their exact instructions if you wish to learn.

...

[She takes a deep breath, sounding weary.]

The temple of deck thirteen will be temporarily off-limits to passengers. If there are any major repairs you may know of, tell me now. Don't know what happened to that list...

[Locked to AMU // Unhackable]

Do you have anything that can give me a boost of energy or something? Coffee's not doing the trick.

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[thenotmagician]

[Hi this is Zeke trying to cover up some of his enthusiasm but failing miserably at it]

Sweet! Thanks a bunch.

[threedaystime.livejournal.com]

There's a temple? A temple of what?

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

[Meth sounds surprised.]

...you're welcome.

[A pause, there's some rustling with tarp in the background.]

Don't let the oven get blown up. Again.

[thenotmagician]

[Zeke is happy happy joy joy look at that. He doesn't have to share the kitchen with a creepy psycho lady anymore!]

Don't worry. I won't let it happen again.

[Like hell he'd let it blow up again ffff. Zelda is sticking to easybake oven, k?]

This calls for a celebration! How 'bout I cook ya something, eh?

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

[Now she's really surprised.]

...you...want to cook something for me.

[Somebody sounds very, very skeptical.]

[ttlynotawizard.livejournal.com]

Ah, wonderful! Thank you very much.

[thenotmagician]

[Zeke's much too happy right now to be iffy with you, Meth. You better believe it. The cake is not a lie!]

Of course! For fixin' up Sergei's and everything.

[And he also just wanted to cook something in his own kitchen again]

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

[Another thank you. Huh.]

Sure. Bar is ready to restock. There's a label maker if you think you can make use of it.

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

Fixing Sergei's is part of my job. It's not necessary.

[She heads there anyway if only to see what Zeke thinks of the new kitchen.]

[thenotmagician]

What's your point, eh?

[Zeke's already at Sergei's. He's already in the kitchen. And, really, he hasn't paid attention to any of the new changes at all. He's just glad to be back in the kitchen. He's already messing with everything inside. Hello bowls! Hello spices! Hello cook books! Hello incredibly old, ancient, dried up piece of ham in the back of the fridge]

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

[Meth leaned against the doorway when she arrived, not bothering to reply until she arrived.]

I made my point. You don't need to.

[thenotmagician]

[Zeke turns to look at Meth after she arrives and crosses his arms]

Yeah, well, I want to. How 'bout that, eh?

[ttlynotawizard.livejournal.com]

A what?

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

[She crosses her arms over her chest as well, raising an eyebrow. Unable to think of something else to counter him, she looks away.]

Fine.

[Stubborn passengers.]

[thenotmagician]

[Well now, Zeke just looks amused]

What? Are y'afraid to try my cooking? Is that it?

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

It's a device. It makes labels you can use to keep the bar organized.

[Meth is all about organization.]

I'm there now if you want to see what I mean.

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

[Meth, however, does not look amused.]

Not afraid of a meal.

[thenotmagician]

Well good.

[Oh look, Zeke pulled his trusty notepad and pen out of his pocket!]

What'll it be, then?

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

Something quick.

[She had lots to do today, after all.]

[thenotmagician]

Okay, okay. Somethin' quick.

[Well, that'll do. He didn't really want to make something big at the moment, anyways. He kinda liked the current neat and tidiness of the kitchen right now]

How about just a soup and sandwich thing, eh? Sound good?

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

Whatever you want.

[Meth wasn't picky and, to be honest, somewhat uncomfortable having a passenger do something for her.

She looked around the kitchen.]

The kitchen isn't the same. What do you think?

[thenotmagician]

It's great. Don't think it's ever been this clean before.

[Oh hey gettin' your soup ready now]

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

It isn't the same design. I moved a couple things.

[The old layout hadn't been an efficient use of space. She sniffed at the air. Hmm...]

That smells good.

[thenotmagician]

Yeah, I've noticed.

[He just went to open a cabinet that, well, wasn't there anymore]

Well that's good. Wouldn't wanna scare you away with something that smelt horrible.

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

I don't scare.

[Hadn't she said as much already? She couldn't help but sniff at the air again. It really did smell delicious.]

What kind is it?