I'm tired of eating with twenty people, so I agree. Three is already too many.
[The last time all the disciples ate together, Lan Wangji came in with Wei Wuxian's arms tied gayly up in the Lan forehead ribbon, the one thing which should never be taken off or touched unless it's by someone you love.
[What is this knee-jerk reaction? Even Zenitsu knows that it's too much for Jin Ling to cook for everyone who's still alive. (Helping? What's that?) No chicken wings will be lost in this kitchen.]
I didn't mean inviting the rest of the mansion. The three of us are plenty!
[Zenitsu suffers because Dana and Jae are terrible.
Also, stop WATCHING HIM. But whatever, he's pretty good at it. Probably not as good as Toi since he's only helped make it once, and it's definitely not a dish he's use to eating. It's decent, but can use some fine tuning.
What matters is, he's a very prideful and intelligent boy when he's using his braincell, and so he picked it up after doing it. He's also good with a knife, that's awful.]
[He literally isn't, but whatever. So he adds,] Soon. Come get the noodles. [He keeps diligently working until Toi starts looking in cabinets, and he has to lean his bottom half away so Toi can peak.]
It's over there. [He motions with a tilt of his head, somewhere nearby.] Here.
[He hands a big bowl of noodles to Zenitsu because he's Chinese, so the two Japanese dudes are going to have to get use to pulling noodles out of the Big Bowl to put in their own bowls for sauce dipping.]
[Oh. All right, they can share. Sharing is caring. Maybe they'll need longer chopsticks, too. This bowl is huge—almost as huge as Jin Ling's former tail. Smells good, though!
Eagerly, Zenitsu pads over to the table to set the big bowl down.]
[I just realized Anya probably made hot soba soup, but whatever, they now get cold soba and sauce. Which Jin Ling brings over the latter finally to put down on the table in three separate, smaller bowls.
And then some other smaller bowls full of radish, nori, onions, and other things they can add to the sauce.]
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[He starts digging around in the cabinets and everything.]
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Zenitsu frowns, but the expression isn't genuine as he turns to Toi.]
Come on, let's set the table. The three of us can eat together!
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You want to?
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DEADASS PREPARE SOBA FOR THE THREE OF THEM.]
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A meal tastes better when you eat together. The more of us there are, the better it'll be!
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[ he refuses
to deal with any more people in this kitchen ]
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[The last time all the disciples ate together, Lan Wangji came in with Wei Wuxian's arms tied gayly up in the Lan forehead ribbon, the one thing which should never be taken off or touched unless it's by someone you love.
Jingyi lost a chicken wing.
So yeah, none of that shit.]
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I didn't mean inviting the rest of the mansion. The three of us are plenty!
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[ but he isn't really arguing against the concept in general so
toi apparently approves.
but he will also judge. ]
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Anyway
somehow some way, Jin Ling is going to make fucking soba, thanks Anya]
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Yeah. Help me. Because I'm an idiot.
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[ they're both mean i'm sorry
but he will at least go to get bowls ]
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[Since, like, Toi is stuck with them, and they are the magneton meme. Who is holding the braincell? None of them.
Maybe toi is holding half sometimes.]
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Oh, that's right. They fed him on individual occasions.
He gives up. Let them all be idiots, so they can enjoy a bowl of soba already.]
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fuck forks
he will also keep looking at jl because he's curious ]
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Also, stop WATCHING HIM. But whatever, he's pretty good at it. Probably not as good as Toi since he's only helped make it once, and it's definitely not a dish he's use to eating. It's decent, but can use some fine tuning.
What matters is, he's a very prideful and intelligent boy when he's using his braincell, and so he picked it up after doing it. He's also good with a knife, that's awful.]
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Forks? Don't know them.
The soba is definitely not going to be as good as Toi's. Still, Zenitsu looks over at Jin Ling once they've set everything down.]
The table's set. How's it going, Ling?
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toi is now going to snoop around the cabinets. tea? time to make tea. ]
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Don't rush me.
[He literally isn't, but whatever. So he adds,] Soon. Come get the noodles. [He keeps diligently working until Toi starts looking in cabinets, and he has to lean his bottom half away so Toi can peak.]
What are you digging for?
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Noodles! Zenitsu comes over as bade. Toi is probably getting cups and something to prepare for drinks, so he doesn't even glance at the cabinets.]
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[ cups!! teapot!!
and then the tea. ]
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[He hands a big bowl of noodles to Zenitsu because he's Chinese, so the two Japanese dudes are going to have to get use to pulling noodles out of the Big Bowl to put in their own bowls for sauce dipping.]
I'll bring the rest.
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Eagerly, Zenitsu pads over to the table to set the big bowl down.]
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... thanks.
[ for cooking ]
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And then some other smaller bowls full of radish, nori, onions, and other things they can add to the sauce.]
...You're welcome.
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