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sharp_as_knives) wrote2014-02-16 01:51 pm
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Gourmet suite at the Arms Hotel, Sunday
This was the most crowded Hannibal could recall being in quite some time. There were several children in the master bedroom, one of whom was apparently his, her other father in another bed in his room (yes, thank you, Angela, but they were not a couple here, and you could stop looking at them like that), and Jono's friends on the pull-out couch in the living room.
On the bright side, it was a built-in audience for breakfast. So Hannibal was brewing some excellent coffee while he worked as quietly as possible at cinnamon polenta pancakes, sweet potato & pork belly hash, rosemary grapefruit, thick-cut bacon, and toast from some very good, dense bread he had.
And mimosas for the adults. He had a feeling they still might need a drink.
[OOC: open to those who stayed the night and anyone with a need to drop by!]
On the bright side, it was a built-in audience for breakfast. So Hannibal was brewing some excellent coffee while he worked as quietly as possible at cinnamon polenta pancakes, sweet potato & pork belly hash, rosemary grapefruit, thick-cut bacon, and toast from some very good, dense bread he had.
And mimosas for the adults. He had a feeling they still might need a drink.
[OOC: open to those who stayed the night and anyone with a need to drop by!]
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Okay, if there was any cooking going on, there was a good chance JJ was going to find the source. And since mom was still asleep, as usual, he had taken his other little sister (two little sisters. TWO! BEST WEEKEND EVER!) and wandered off from their mother's hotel room in search of the awesome smelling food.
... hearing his dad on the other side of the door the smells were coming from? Bonus! Confusing, since his dad's cooking wasn't that awesome smelling, but at least he wouldn't have to try to con a stranger out of a meal.
//Hey, Da? There's no escape! You'd better not have a guy in there or I'm telling mom!// He knocked loudly, Natalia leaning sleepily against him and mumbling about burning sweet potatoes.
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So many children and more kept arriving. How in the world were they fitting everyone in here?
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//Isn't that weird?!//
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It seemed to him that a requirement for being a small child was apparently a love for pancakes.
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"This is weirder than the time Logan found the kittens in his rooms," he shook his head and moved into the room. "Yo, Angela! Did you save me anything?"
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He started heaping food on his plate, the way ony a teenaged boy could. "Anyway, I've got a source now! I'll just call you up and ask for a shipment! I can microwave anything you send; it's like an extra superpower."
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She shook her head with a look of near horror. "And speaking of annoying parents, do not microwave Father's food! He'd kill you if he ever found out." ...probably not literally. "Or worse, he'd stop letting me send any. I can send you reheating instructions, though."
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"Of course I do! Especially when momma doesn't make 'em!! These smell like cimmamon... cingamon..." She frowned and pinched her lip. "Cindimin... sonnymin..."
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She clung to his hand happily. "I smelled sweet potatoes, too! That's what woke me up. Momma and poppa an' me are onna vacation, cause I fell through a portal."
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She looked around at all the people. "Are you having a party? Is that why JJ is here?"
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Was that even a thing?
//There are certainly enough people here for it to be one, aren't there?//
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She pretty much assumed she knew every child in this room, one way or another. Which was...pretty nice, actually. A sign that she never lost touch with the people she loved best, the ones that she considered family.
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"You do too!" JJ was interrupted by Natalia's chastising tone as she tugged on his arm, "JJ! It's Aunt Karla! LOOK! You said you had one just like mine!"
"Maybe I don't want a lttle sister after all." JJ facepalmed, then looked down at Natalia. "I was only going to tease her. You know how funny Aunt Karla gets when you pretend stuff like that."
Natalia just rolled her pretty red eyes and broke from him to hug her Aunt.
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"Hey, sweetheart," Karla said, scooping the little girl up in a big, squeezy hug. "I'm glad that one of Momoko's children knows how to behave." She made a face at JJ before dropping him a wink to let him know she wasn't really upset. "And just what do you mean, 'funny,' hmm?" she asked, dandling the little on on her hip.
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