was_a_hunter: (Domestic ♣ In The Kitchen)
Mary Winchester ([personal profile] was_a_hunter) wrote in [community profile] badfic_manor2011-11-17 03:49 pm

Mary Winchester | 13 | [Action]

[Anyone passing by the kitchen will notice either a sickeningly sweet smell or something that will make their mouths water...it all really depends on how you feel about pie. That's right. Pie. Mary had meant to do this after horror month, but Oktoberfest and being weird little monsters put a stop to that. You couldn't exactly cook when you were a foot tall. Everyone deserved something nice though, especially after the hell that they had all been through.

Walking into the kitchen, the source of the scent is apparent soon enough. There are already a few pies set on the counter of various flavors. It looked like she'd been cooking for a few hours and she likely had. It was all worth it though.

Hearing a soft ding, she grabbed a set of mitts and pulled a fresh apple pie from the hot oven.
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...I can't believe how much I missed this...

[Cooking breakfast was one thing...but there was just something about baking that relaxed her.]

[identity profile] weatherbraids.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tris's nose would pick out this smell anywhere. She might possibly be lurking in the kitchen in one of her more plain dresses, sleeves rolled up and pinned back, hair covered.] If you're going to be baking that much dessert, shouldn't there be some sort of dinner involved? [Which Tris is totally going to start working on.

Doing housework does kind of settle her nerves, and that includes cooking.
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You wouldn't mind if I started cooking, would you?

[identity profile] weatherbraids.livejournal.com 2011-11-18 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tris is pondering how to phrase this.] I don't precisely do well with more than one cook in the kitchen. I think I scared off the last one Daja hired, actually... [Yeah, yeah she did.] I wouldn't mind company, but--

[That is the sound of a box going thud, and Tris knows exactly who to blame.] Chime! Get out of there or else. [Cue a glass dragon, about the size of a housecat, flying over to Tris with a small bottle of brightly-colored sugar crystals held in her front feet. Tris is just... going to facepalm as Chime lands on her shoulder, and take the bottle with her free hand.]
deeplymeaningless: ([smile] I win you lose)

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2011-11-17 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[It seemed like everyone was terribly active in the kitchen lately. It was almost sad as it was Ryuutaro's favourite place inside and he liked his peace in there.
Even though he loved all attention he could get, sometimes it was just better to be alone.

Still, he needed something to drink right now, so he had to get in there for making tea]


Those look lovely.

[Not that he meant it overly much, but he couldn't just walk in and say nothing, that would've been odd]
deeplymeaningless: (Whut is this?)

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2011-11-17 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Huh? Ryuutaro blinks, he didn't quite expect her to ask about Hayato, especially as she was a stranger to him. But not to Hayato then, it seemed. His usual smile returned]

He's doing better lately.

[Which does not mean good. Neither of them was really doing good, but things were getting back into a normal rhythm slowly]

How do you know him?

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/tags you with ALL THE PEOPLE - Black Jack'll be next :3

[identity profile] meanvrsnofellis.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hey Mary - have a grimey, dirt covered Manor-newbie, who probably hasn't had pie since ever. His crossbow now slung around his back, Daryl has to admit the smells coming from the kitchen he was in earlier are more than tempting. He steps in quietly, though he suddenly feels a little awkward, like he's trespassing]

[identity profile] meanvrsnofellis.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[He scowls at her, but it's more like a kid who just got teased]

I still don't know where the hell I am - I ain't gonna take time out t'shower until I know this ain't some kinda bad trip or somethin'

[But the piieee...No Daryl, self control - you've lived this long eating squirrels over a campfire.. I<<< ]

:Dd

[identity profile] scarsnscalpels.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hi honey I'm home]

[A wild Black Jack appeared!]

Moved on from breakfast to baking I see

[Le smile]

Is that a new icon I see :DD

[identity profile] scarsnscalpels.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh just splendid - only 3 more orphanages to carpet with asbestos before I get my next raise!]

Well that depends entirely on the type of pie, and how well life's going at the present.

As it stands? I'll take it over being turned into some strange animal

[identity profile] 100deaths-a-day.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[AND HE CAN EAT IT THIS TIME 8D

As if by magic, the smell of pie has Dean wandering through the door.]


You and me both. [Just grinning]

[identity profile] 100deaths-a-day.livejournal.com 2011-11-17 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Damn right I want pie. What's on the menu?
andsuddenlydynamite: ([unamused] too cool for school)

[personal profile] andsuddenlydynamite 2011-11-18 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Gokudera absentmindedly shuffled into the kitchen. He wasn't really hungry, but he had lost a lot of weight, and he knew Ryuutaro was starting to get uppity about it. He was right though... Hayato wasn't exactly the most thickly built person on the best of days.

And then... that woman. While the day he woke up after being dead was mostly a hazy blur, he remembered Mary. He remembered being scared. He remembered telling her... about...

Oh god he was going to need a cigarette to deal with this.

which is why he's awkwardly digging through his pockets for his cigarettes, then fumbling with his lighter to light it up.

and oh, sweet, sweet, sweet nicotine...
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andsuddenlydynamite: ([unamused] aspiring lung cancer patient)

[personal profile] andsuddenlydynamite 2011-11-18 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
[He stares at it for a moment, then resigns to taking a seat by the plate. He didn't really feel like arguing at the moment. At her statement he just shrugs]

I'm alive.

[that was about as much as he could say on the matter. He kept pushing himself to try and get back into a normal routine... like the way he was before... but... it was exhausting and he could only keep it up for so long before he would retreat to the safety of Ryuutaro's room to just sleep the rest of the day.

And of course the cigarette thing...
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I ain't goin' to quit.

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[identity profile] psychic-labrat.livejournal.com 2011-11-18 11:27 am (UTC)(link)
*He hadn't intended to drift towards the kitchen, he'd eaten a decent lunch, but that smell was so inviting that eventually the man packs up his work and carries it with him as he ventures to see who was cooking.

Charles stretched out his power while he walked. Mary. He hadn't talked to her yet, he doesn't think, too much had gone on, but it felt like she'd been here quite awhile. Friendly.

Satisfied with that, he leans into the kitchen curiously*

Is that peach I smell?

[identity profile] psychic-labrat.livejournal.com 2011-11-18 11:54 am (UTC)(link)
Groovy.

*he places his books on the table and proceeds to make a pot of coffee, a thoughtful look on his face. She looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place where he'd seen her.*

[identity profile] furtum-est-vita.livejournal.com 2011-11-18 11:51 am (UTC)(link)
*Bela hadn't spent a lot of time in her room after the pokemon incident. Just enough to get sleep before she was off investigating the manor again. Somehow she just kept missing her roommate. Which was unfortunate, because that last name was worth looking into.

She pokes into the kitchen eventually to see if this place had any real tea worth making, and smiles in greeting at Mary*

Afternoon.

*and poking about cabinets. She's clearly unfamiliar with where everything is*

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I'm sorry, I kind of just came in here without checking.