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vince was minding her own business mostly, she always would, it was her thing, the nonchalant one, she could make children smile obviously, she was good at that….or she used to be at least, millions of years as a statue on the sea floor makes you a bit salty to say the least.
But that didnt matter anymore. That was then, this was now. “Now” being watching her dumb skeletal boyfriends depressing attempt to cook for her “uh- uh- how long do i fry this for? I think it needs a few more minutes!” the misty pile of bones clicked as he stirred the now pitch black egg fried “rice” “brookie, i think you burnt it so badly its sentient..” she sighed, taking the pan and dumping the charcoal adjacent food into the ocean. A fish eagerly snapped up a piece and went belly up a few seconds later
Brook sighed “i was trying to do something nice…” she laughed and scooped up the dead fish “its alright, we can try again! But this time im helping you”
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She settled behind him, his boney hand gripping a knife just like she showed him. “Now, just like this’ she trilled, mouthparts clicking as she guided his hand with hers. One hand on his waist the other agains his own hand as they quickly diced up onions and carrots “i…think im getting the hang of this vivi..” “yeah, your doing great brook!” as the two of them finished up with the vegetables and broke away from eachother. “Alright, now we put the rice in the pan and mix in the vegetables” she smiled just enough to slightly show her teeth as she watched the violinist strain the rice into the frying pan she oiled for him because he kept adding too much.
As he put the vegetables in she started stirring, mixing the food together with practiced precision as brook washed what dishes they had at the moment. “Alright, now for the eggs, crack two eggs into a bowl and mix them together until light yellow” he turned off the water, a smile in his eyes “alright!” he took a bowl off the top shelf and cracked in both of the eggs vince had taken out in preparation, mixing the yolks and whites together carelessly as vince smoothed out the rice with a wooden spoon then made a hole in the middle.
He rested his jawn on the top of her head as he poured in the eggs, the black hair like smog on his head flowing behind him as he poured the egg mixture into the hole in the rice “like this?” he asked the other former rumbar member “mhm, perfect” she assured as she started scrambling the eggs
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As she scooped the slightly overcooked food into the two bowls she couldnt help but smile at the faint sound of brook humming happily as he washed up the last few dishes. “Food is ready you bonehead!” she teased as he walked over happily, wiping his wet bones on his apron.
“It looks so good… i cant believe i made this!” he smiled as he sat down at the table with his bowl, across from vince. “Mhm, you did really good on this” she smiled,clicking happily as she dug into the food
“Its perfect!” “mhm!”