Re: A bet fulfilled

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POSTED: Sat Apr 22, 2017 5:23 pm

Arlen hmphed dramatically at Damon. "I sleep just fine, thank you very much." Arlen typically shared a bed curled up with his siblings. As much as neither of them would admit it, Rem and Len hadn't spent a single night where they weren't curled up next to each other. The idea of sleeping alone was a foreign one to the Stryder boy, and one he didn't think he'd ever try.

Damon continued to finish up his stall, commenting on Arlen's offer. "Flattery will get you everywhere, my friend." At least with Arlen it would. The boy loved all the attention he could get, bad or good, and Damon's words were buttering him up quite nicely. With a sweet smile, he turned and ran back to his house, mind scrambling to think of some kind of food to make. Could he make food?

When he got home, Arlen started scrounging through his family's cupboards, searching for anything that looked like food. What he found was a large stash of things he didn't know what to do with. Sighing to himself for offering something he wasn't sure he could give, Arlen pulled food item after food item onto the table when he heard a sharp rap at the door. "Hey Damon. Do you want a sandwich or a soup or what? I can make breakfast stuff too if you want." He called over his shoulder, expecting the black male to follow his voice to the kitchen.
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POSTED: Fri May 12, 2017 12:27 am

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Well, if Damon had to base Arlen's comeback on facts, he could agree. The nap he'd taken with the red male just yesterday had been very pleasant. He could also attest that Arlen was a snuggler. At first he hadn't known what to do about it, whether he should move away to give the other male space or what. Eventually he'd accepted the casual closeness and drifted into his own slumber. Going to sleep that night in the corner of his mother's bedroom had felt different after that. He'd slept with his mother as a pup, of course, same with his sister, but that had been different, they were family. The furs hadn't felt quite as comfy as they usually did.

The black male shook his head to refocus his thoughts on his task, shooting a grin toward Arlen. "Yeah yeah." he chimed agreeably. He chuckled, his grin turning a little more devilishly charming. "It got me a great friend and free food so far, I wonder what else I could get." he teased toward the Stryder's retreating back. His chores completed quickly, he went to join Arlen at his place.

After he announced his presence, the red male's voice beckoned Damon inside. "Well, I know you've got the eggs for breakfast stuff." he'd helped Arlen gather them just yesterday afterall. "I can run to my place for some cooking herbs and by Isaac's for some meat cubes to add into the mixture, or something similar." he'd caught onto the basics of cooking from his mother and had a decent knack for it; he'd taken over main kitchen duty in his mother's house, unless he happened to be busy.

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POSTED: Thu May 18, 2017 1:50 am

Arlen nodded along to Damon's advice. "Make like an omelette or something? Yeah, we can do that." He paused, hands on hips as he looked upon all he had to work with. He sighed. Cooking was not his strong suit, but hey. We all have to be bad at something. "Alright, you run and get whatever it is you're thinking of putting in and I'll get everything started."

As the older male left, Arlen turned towards his duty. He picked up the basket he had used the day before and counted the eggs that still remain. One, two, three... Twelve eggs would be more than enough for even a full grown man and a growing boy, right? He set the basket down on the counter and turned towards the fire he'd use to cook on. Stoking it with more wood, he fed the fire till it grew hot to be near.

A bowl, a fork, some eggs, some herbs. This is what you put in an omelette, right? Oh Fenris, he didn't know what he was doing. He laid out all he thought he needed to work with to buy him some time. Damon was clearly the more experienced cook of the two. Waiting until he heard the door open once more, he again called out. "So how many eggs do you want?" One by one he cracked eggs and watched as they splatted in the bottom of the bowl.

"I don't think I know how to make this very well, you're gonna have to help me." His face held only a little of it's usual mirth. Now, he looked serious almost... and almost like Lyris. It was amazing the difference an expression could make in a face. "So do I cook the eggs then add the herbs and meat or do I add and then cook?" He'd already beaten the eggs to a decent consistency. That much he already knew.

OOC - Poor Arlen's in way over his head XD
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POSTED: Sun May 21, 2017 4:42 pm

OOC Only a little. Damon to the rescue! XD

Arlen's agreement came readily enough. Ruby orbs watched Arlen in mild amusement as the red Stryder looked around his cooking space. Damon saluted the other male with a grin and a wink. "Be back in a flash, then." he ducked outside once more and trotted first to his mother's house. She wasn't inside, neither were his sister or Rurik, so the black merely checked the jars in Veri's storage for the ones he knew to be edible and taste good. He found basil, thyme, a couple others, and gathered them in his hands carefully. Next stop; Isaac's. The butcher didn't look surprised to see him and fulfilled Damon's meat request quickly.

Now a handful of bottled herbs in one hand and a brown paper wrapped package of cubed meat in the other, he headed back to Arlen's place. Instead of announcing his returned presence he merely pushed the door open, instantly met by the sound of a question. He joined Arlen in the kitchen to survey the other's preparation of the food. Damon was a big man, but his breakfast still hung around from earlier, so he could downsize a little. Normally he could eat all twelve himself on an empty stomach. "Six should do it. That's half for you and half for me, if that's alright."

Arlen's admission didn't come as a surprise to the older male; he hadn't missed the dubious expression on their face earlier as they looked about the kitchen. It didn't faze the ruby eyed wolf, however. "No problem man, we got this." to answer the Stryder male, Damon set his packaged meat on the counter and unwrapped it to revealed the cubed pieces of meat. "Actually you'll wanna do these first. It takes a bit longer to cook than eggs, so the eggs would burn a little." wolves, of course, could forego the cooked meat and simply add it in nearly raw, but cooked meat had a little more flavor. "Once those are browned on the outside, then you add the seasoned eggs ontop and let it sit for a couple minutes to firm up." all he gave to help, however, were his words. He left the actions to Arlen for now.

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POSTED: Sun May 21, 2017 5:06 pm

Arlen breathed a soft sigh of relief. Damon seemed to know exactly what to do. He nodded along to the make's instructions, being quiet for once in his life. Occasionally, he let out a soft, "hmm" of thought or affirmation. He gently placed the meat of his heated pan. The sizzles and smells of it filled the air around them as Arlen placed the bowl full of eggs on one hip, holding it tight with a single hand. With the other, he rifled through the herbs Damon had brought.

After realizing that he wasn't going to be able to do it with one hand, he sat down the bowl. He pulled herb after herb to his nose, trying to place scent to taste. After figuring out which herb was which, he pointed to them and asked "How small should I cut them? Or should I just crush them?" He'd seen his mother crushed dried herbs over a pot once.

One he got his answer, he would set to it seriously, occasionally turning to check or turn the meat, before tossing them into his bowl. Arlen then pulled the bowl back to his hip and held it slanted while he whisked the eggs and herbs together. He checked the meat once more before showing it to Damon. "Is now good?"

When the eggs hit the pan, they popped loudly on the hot metal. The scent of meat mixed with egg and spices. Arlen inhaled deeply before smiling to his friend. Tail wagging, he grinned brightly at him. "It's making my stomach growl."
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