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[srslynotguy]

[ It's video again, but this time it's nothing bad. Things are back to normal, Flynn is in a pink apron in front of the stove, a cat's tail is occasionally seen waving in front of the screen, and there's... green things on the counter. It looks like Flynn is cooking vegetables, with no meat in sight. He also has a book in his left hand as he stirs the pot with his right hand. His head turns back and forth, from the book to the pot as he stirs.... ]

I should probably put more mushrooms.

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[notflynn.livejournal.com]

...what are you eating?

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

You'll find out when I'm done cooking.

[ VEGGIES. ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

Feeling fat or something?

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

No.

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

Looks like you're going on a diet to me.

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

I could also be trying new things.

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

Right, not like I've know you for about fifteen years or anything.

[Sighs. and he's on his way to the kitchen to join you.]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

[ exasperated sigh.

... He just almost ate you last night, Yuri. Cut him some slack :( ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

[He approaches Flynn in concern. Yeah, he has an idea why Flynn's down. Seriously. Flynn loves meat. It's weird to see him...not eat it.]

Look, it was a curse.

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

...I know it was.

[ Pause. ]

That doesn't mean I can't choose to experiment with new things.

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

I said I've known you for about fifteen years, right?

[He sighs and shoves Flynn's shoulder gently.]

I stopped you. So get over it.

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

I'm over it.

[ DEFENSIVE. ]

I just want to cook something else. Can't anyone try new things anymore?

[ And seafood is no go. ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

This is way too convenient to just be a whim, Flynn. Stop lying to my face already.

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

Alright.

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

[He turns off the stove and tugs Flynn away from it.]

I can make you a salad, though. One that doesn't look like slime.

[He glances at Flynn's concoction.]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

Does it look that bad?

[ :( But. But. He put all the nice things in it... ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

What do you think?

[He already heads to the fridge to gather the right ingredients. He'll put some crumbled bacon in it. It's meat-- but not really fleshy.]

[ voice ]

[i-archmagus.livejournal.com]

It would be better with wine.

[ voice ]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

I wonder...

What kind of wine would you suggest, sir?

[ voice ]

[i-archmagus.livejournal.com]

A light red.

[haring_to_go]

There shouldn't be any doubt if the instructions are clear. What is it you're attempting to make?

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

...Stir-fried vegetables.

[haring_to_go]

... but that's a pot.