[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.]
[He gawks at Zenitsu trying to call him out. The nerve.] No. Why would it matter if-- [And then his eyes snap to Toi. He pauses in lifting noodles, looking irritated and confused. He doesn't bother to try to help Toi, just lets him cough it out.
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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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Yeah, thanks! You sure went all out.
[Meanwhile, Zenitsu, the eldest, did next to nothing. He'll work hard at eating what's been prepared.]
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[ it's almost like he didn't get murdered earlier today and then brought back to life. ]
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Probably because he's going to eat all of it like he ate the most of what I gave him before.
[A sigh. He sits down at the table once everything is put into place.]
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That was good, too!
[Not as good as Peach's cooking, but good.
Anyway, they can finally eat. Thank goodness for friends who cook.]
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he will get up briefly to bring them their tea once that's done ]
... hm.
[ he's thinking about the soba. i saw dana say the living in a disco notif and i accidentally wrote he's thinking about the living ]
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It was just congee, I said. Reito made the dumplings.
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Toi makes excellent soba, which could mean that his tea might be just as good. He nods and expresses his thanks before he faces Jin Ling.]
You know, you're being awfully modest when you were so proud of your tail the other day. Is it because Toi's here?
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when zenitsu says that though, toi starts coughing on his noodles
it might look like he's dying but he is actually laughing and choking ]
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Tf.]
What's wrong with you?!
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You're... idiots...
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You're the one sitting here with us, so who's really the idiot?
[He pushes the noodles he got interrupted in eating on into his mouth.]
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