Gourmet suite at the Arms Hotel, Sunday
Feb. 16th, 2014 01:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sharp_as_knivesThis 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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Date: 2014-02-16 08:32 pm (UTC)Collin couldn't for the life of him figure out just what they might have walked in on that smelled mostly like pancakes, but, you know, there was no telling when Uncle Jono was involved.
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Date: 2014-02-16 09:26 pm (UTC)The children had learned from an early age to walk loudly and to knock when they entered even public rooms. If she were older, Kayla would have called them disgraceful.
"But it's Unca Jommo."
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Date: 2014-02-16 09:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-16 10:08 pm (UTC)Burn!
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Date: 2014-02-16 10:39 pm (UTC)"I'm surprised you could even sort Uncle Jon's psychic scent out around how smelly you are," Collin countered, because he was completely mature, shut up.
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Date: 2014-02-22 07:47 pm (UTC)High brow debate right here.
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Date: 2014-02-22 07:57 pm (UTC)Collin wasn't even going to try to play fair. This was the only time he'd ever have a leg up on her, he was going to take it.
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Date: 2014-02-22 08:13 pm (UTC)BREAKING OUT THE BIG GUNS NOW.
"I'm gonna tell Unca Jommo on you!"
*UNCA JOMMO TELL NOMMY TO STOP BEING MEAN TO ME!*
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Date: 2014-02-22 08:16 pm (UTC)What was Jonothon being dragged into, now?
//Collin, stop pestering your sister.// Seriously, how was this his life? //Apologize for... whatever you did.//
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Date: 2014-02-22 08:18 pm (UTC)"Oh, well, in that case. I'm suh... soh... ssss... sooorACHOO!"
The only thing to be done, of course, was to troll.
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Date: 2014-02-22 08:31 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2014-02-22 08:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-22 08:44 pm (UTC)He was just looking out for the health and well-being of his big baby sister.
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Date: 2014-02-22 10:30 pm (UTC)"Only reason it's been so busy is cause Nommy broke the mikerwave," she grumbled. "And then spent the rest of the morning bein' mean."
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Date: 2014-02-22 10:38 pm (UTC)Karla was clearly THE WORST.
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Date: 2014-02-22 10:41 pm (UTC)"S'not true!" Kayla wailed, her face crumpling. "He's not s'posed to be bigger! And he's mean and smells like a butt!"
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Date: 2014-02-22 10:59 pm (UTC)Be proud of him, Mom. He was way better at getting his wings wet than his father was.
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Date: 2014-02-22 11:13 pm (UTC)