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Howard Link [D. Gray-Man] ([personal profile] missinglink) wrote2026-03-08 10:39 pm
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[personal profile] godsfavourite 2026-03-14 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ Tim is crunching. He seems to be having a delightful time- ]

Of course! We'll have to make some food for Kanda. Otherwise, he's going to turn into a bowl of soba noodles, I think.

[ Allen mentions this offhandedly as he grabs another egg, throwing his hand up and bringing it down to crack the egg against the counter. But when he brings his hand down, there's no egg???? Where did the egg go? Did he forget to grab an egg? His ADHD would do that, he thinks? Did he put it down?????????? Somewhere?

He looks around, until he realizes there's just... yolk. Right on Link's cheek.

Talk about "egg on my face"- ]


Uh- Wh- How am I so bad at this?
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[personal profile] godsfavourite 2026-03-14 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
R...Right. Uh. Are you okay...? [ Like, eggs don't usually hurt, but.......

This is turning out horribly. There's only three left. He's... got this. It's fine.

This one at least ends up in the bowl, but it's also like 15% shell, so. Is he getting worse? He thinks he's getting worse- ]
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[personal profile] godsfavourite 2026-03-14 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ Allen grabs the carton of eggs from the side where the eggs are not. This is a mistake because gravity exists. He just watches as the carton flops from his hand and splatters the last two eggs on the floor.

........................................................

While Timcanpy eats the eggs off the floor, Allen slowly lowers himself to the floor.

And just lays on it face down.

Don't look at him- ]
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[personal profile] godsfavourite 2026-03-14 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ Lifts his head and looks So Fucking Soggy. ]

Yeah...? I'd like that. [ Sniff. ] Please don't be upset with me if I haven't improved yet. I promise I'm trying...
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[personal profile] godsfavourite 2026-03-14 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ He nods and stands as well. ]

What... can I do to help? [ He can... put butter in the pan...! He isn't sure that's the most helpful thing to do here. ]
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[personal profile] godsfavourite 2026-03-14 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ Great news! Allen doesn't suck with this. It's hard to fuck up bacon. The pan does eventually spit at him when the Grease becomes an issue, but Allen has the sense to move it off the burner before flipping the bacon so he doesn't burn himself.

Unfortunately, the stove is covered in spittle of grease from where the pan spits it out, but, uh, such is life. ]
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[personal profile] godsfavourite 2026-03-14 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ Again, he does as instructed, looking to Link occasionally as if to say “like this?” When he plops the toast into a new pan, he’s practically just staring at it. ]

How will I know when to flip it? Does it get smaller, like the bacon?
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[personal profile] godsfavourite 2026-03-14 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
But it's so... floppy from the egg mixture. It's a little hard to put the spatula under it. Why can't the French just put beans on their toast and call it good?
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[personal profile] godsfavourite 2026-03-16 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, sure, but this can’t be much different than fried egg on toast. [ It is, babe. ] Not that I’m complaining… it just seems like a lot, that’s all.

[ Impatiently, he watches the toast, nudging it with the spatula every like 5 seconds— ]
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[personal profile] godsfavourite 2026-03-17 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ Okay. But consider. As lovely as it is that they're almost holding hands, the smell of food is really getting to Allen, and-

His stomach growls, and he puts his hand over it as he impatiently shifts his weight from foot to foot. ]


You said this wouldn't take... that long, right?
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[personal profile] godsfavourite 2026-03-17 12:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ …!!!!!!!!!! Allen looks to Link with practically all the stars in his eyes. ]

How did you do that??? [ Gestures to the pan, before he takes the plate of food. He’s going to get a fork, at least, before he pigs out. ] Without the flipper? [ Spatula. ]
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[personal profile] godsfavourite 2026-03-17 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
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Can you teach me that, too?!
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[personal profile] godsfavourite 2026-03-17 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Excitedly, Allen grabs the pan. He steadies his hands on the handle and pokes his tongue out in that way that says he’s concentrating real hard. He gently tries to flip the toast with a little flip of his wrist. To his credit, he does not get hot butter everywhere, or on either of them.

He does, however, manage to get French toast stuck on the nearby wall.



He silently hands the pan back to Link— ]

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