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So, uh-- [Hey, Asgard. Timothy looks a little frazzled this morning, aside from his normal kiddish appearance. It appears he's in a kitchen and behind him the counters look like complete shit. What is that on his face? It looks like batter...]

How do you get rid of th' smell of smoke? Like is there a quick 'n easy way or somethin'?

I kinda need to know like now, so--

[From behind him something on the stove suddenly catches fire, causing Timothy to jump five feet out of his skin.] Oh shit--!

[Well that's the end of that feed.]

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I will be there in a moment.

IT WASN'T MY FAUL--

Don't wake up Allen!

I won't.

[ And Kaworu will come to the kitchen with a thick blanket. ]

Timothy? [ though he calls for him, Kaworu goes straight to the stove to turn it off before the whole thing is set on fire ]

[The kitchen is a mess, looking like someone was trying very hard to make pancakes (mostly for himself, but maybe some for Kaworu and Allen too), but failed.

The moment Kaworu speaks up from behind him he jumps again.] I- I didn't mean to! Honest!

I know. There are faster ways to burn the kitchen down if that was what you really wanted, after all.

Can you open the windows?

[ and once the stove is off, he grabs the frying pan and quickly moves it to the sink. That would have gone well if the handler wasn't burning hot.

he only notices how much it actually hurts after he drops the pan on the sink and looks at his own hand. ]

Guh... [ he hisses and clutches to his hand for a moment, trying to dissipate the pain. ]

[Hopefully they can clear out the smell before Allen wakes up...

Timothy runs over quickly to open the window. Once that's done he turns to catch Kaworu holding his hand in pain and only then does it click he burned himself.]

H-Hey are you okay?! Run some water over it or somethin'...! [Zipping back over to him to grab his wrist, turning on the faucet, and shoving his hand under the water.]

Eh? [ Kaworu blinks when Timothy grabs his hand and puts it under the water ] It's alright.

[ no, really, it is.

Kaworu twitches as he feels the pain and does wince, but he honestly doesn't seem all that bothered.

And besides, the fire needs to be put out for real, or at least make sure it won't burn anymore. So Kaworu is much more focused on grabbing the blanket and placing it on top of the frying pan to muffle the fire. ]

No it ain't! You gotta take care of it or else it'll get worse later on!

[... Oh right, the fire. Too many things happening at once for poor Timothy, so excuse him if he seems a little frazzled. At least Kaworu manages to get the blanket over the fire, solving one problem... for now.]

Sh-Shit... [Timothy just stares at the mess now, wishing very much he was anywhere but here right now.]

[ Kaworu looks around and then shakes his head softly, reaching for Timothy's shoulder with his (not hurt) hand ] It's okay. We can clean up together. [ and Kaworu knows how to clean well! he is a janitor, after all! ]

But you should tell Allen.

[Timothy looks up at Kaworu, expression very dejected, before looking back at the mess, his shoulders slumped.]

He's gonna kill me...

[ More like his own worry killing Allen. Because no such luck of his occasionally heavy sleeping being quite that heavy. Though there was, of course, no seeing the initial message. No heart attacks to be had over it, no.

There was, instead, a boy waking up while dreaming of bacon. And smoked meats. And wondrous things like that.

-- except it still smells like smoke as it's gotten back to his room by now, and when he starts to realize he's chewing on his pillow and not some poor piece of dreamfood -- he blinks.

And then it takes him a few more blinks to realize that he's very much not imagining that, and Timcanpy is in a worried sort of flutter by the door.

... BY THE BY, THAT MEANS THERE IS AN INCREDIBLY FRAZZLED ALLEN IN HIS PAJAMAS BURSTING IN A MOMENT LATER. ] Timoth--

[ what ]

... Kaworu? [ It's going to take him a second to process -- beyond the fact there is no immediate disaster and just a... disaster... zone... The smoke --

-- quickly, stepping up: ] Are you two alright?

[ kaworu turns his head when he sees Allen and nods gently with a small smile ] Yes.

[ and after he looks back at Timothy because he will be the one doing the explanation. Kaworu only helped putting out the fire, after all. ]

[This is a nightmare. Why isn't he waking up yet. Oh God.]

... Yeah. [Timothy pointedly refuses to look at Allen or Kaworu straight, instead opting to shove his hands in his pants pocket and stare at the tiled floor. If Allen wants an explanation he'll have to flat out ask Timothy first.]

[ THERE'S MORE TO BE SAID ABOUT THIS THAN "YES" AND "YEAH". As much as that's a relief, too.

-- he's going to... glance around the room slightly as if to confirm he... isn't really imagining it. And that there isn't something worse about to happen. ~~He's not still dreaming, right?~~ ]

Did... something happen?

[ Kaworu glances back again at Timothy, and leans a bit closer to him. he did say he ought to tell Allen, so this is his chance ]

Timothy.

[ he always sounds gentle, and he isn't angry at Timothy (of course not), but he does hope he will speak up. ]

What? [This is really hard for him, okay.

... Well maybe not really hard. He's just letting his stubbornness and pride get in the way.

But the way they're both waiting for him to say something and looking at Kaworu's burned hand stirs up the guilt inside him again. So he mumbles, still not looking at Allen while he talks.]

I was tryin' to make somethin' to eat an'... It kinda caught fire an' stuff...

[ He'd gathered that much, but from looking to see what Timothy had been making exactly, and when he says it like that --

Ah... ]

[ It's... a bit of a disaster, sure. But they're all okay (he hasn't noticed Kaworu's hand yet), so...

He smiles, leaning down in front of Timothy with his arms braced against his knees. Timcanpy fluttering slightly on his shoulder. ] Mm.

You were making breakfast, weren't you? [ Pancakes it looks like. Or something like that.

What would look like a silly amount of pancakes for one person.

Which is why he's not mad; especially from Timothy's expression. It's a little frazzling, but it's hard to get exasperated at that. ]

It's alright now. Nobody was hurt.

Edited 2013-01-05 10:42 (UTC)

[ kaworu smiles brighter; it's a good thing that Timothy admitted to it because he wouldn't want to be the one explaining it.

After, he looks back at the kitchen. Well, they should clean up, it really IS a mess. ]

[WHY IS EVERYONE SMILING ugh this is so weird.

... But at Allen's last remark Timothy aims a sharp nudge to Kaworu's side. It could easily be misinterpreted as a punch; who's judging?]

Show 'im your hand, stupid!

[ Well, smiling and empathizing or not, he still will make you clean it up. Even if he'll help. But -- ]

Timothy! [ Scolding. Don't call people stupid ~~or hit them~~.

Though ah. He will glance up at Kaworu a little questioningly at that. Hand? ]

[ Kaworu releases a small "oooff", since he wasn't expecting the ~~punch~~ nudge.

Kaworu nods and shows Allen his burnt hand. It's not something permanent, but it will leave blisters. And it is painful, so he will avoid if anything or anyone tries touching there.] It's alright. It's just a small burn.

Edited 2013-01-06 00:35 (UTC)

[Completely ignoring Allen's scolding to further huff at Kaworu.] An' if you don't get it treated it could get worse! Jeez...

[ Ah, he starts to stand at that. ]

It's fine. [ Sterner. Are you really one to huff at others when you're the one who caused the injury, Timothy. Since well, Allen --

He doesn't take Kaworu's hand but just holds his own out just short, palms up. It has to smart and he'll only need a little contact to heal it. No gloves yet of course.

More gently: ] May I?

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