Family Friday Night

[berwaldsverige]

It was the end of a very long pair of weeks "readjusting" back into the swing of classes for everyone. On the way home from school Friday after classes Berwald and Tino stopped at the grocery store. (Ivan and Erik had taken to riding with Mathias and Siguard to school) They stocked up the pantry and he decided a "Family Night" was in order and he

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[tino_suomi]

Tino popped his head out of the door. Well, there was going to be a dog fight over who was going to be doing the grilling. He poked his head back in

[berwaldsverige]

Berwald just raised an eyebrow as he set the meat on the table next to the grill. Ivan just pulled up a chair to watch.

"Then you do realize the coals aren't ready yet oh Grill Master?" Berwald asked looking at the still black coals, they needed to ash over slightly to be ready.

[tino_suomi]

Mads rolled his eyes. "Okay I'll let you light it. I'm used to a gas grill anyway. But I'm still going to be cooking that meat. I don't want to be eating charcoal for dinner. I know your ways." He clacked the tongs again mimicking a frustrated lobster, but his mood was more mocking. "I have the utmost confidence in you Svenk Trold, confidence that you would probably cook them dry. And this is not me being an asshole, but me not trusting your cooking. Tino loves the shit out of you and even he doesn't let you near anything he's going to be putting in his mouth."
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Tino of course kept peering out the back door to make sure no blood was being spilled as Siguard was making pan fried green beans. He could justify it as he was husking corn on the cob and was making it seem like he was going to be bringing the husks out to the compost pile when he was done. "Our boys are big idiots." He muttered. The was a murmur of 'amen' from the stoic Norwegian.

[berwaldsverige]

"That I will concede.. in the kitchen. I'm not half bad on the grill. But I'll give way for the sake of no fighting. I'm not in the mood to argue with you today. I'm in too good a mood." Berwald said pulling up a chair next to Ivan.

"Medium Rare... please don't char my cow slab. I like it PINK in the middle. Otherwise it's leather." Berwald added propping his feet up on another chair. A wisp of mirth twinkling in his eyes as he goaded the Dane slightly.

[tino_suomi]

Tino was the one to first take pitty on the little puppy and cut the fatty portion away from his steak first and chopped it into itty bits for her. He had no reservations about feeding her right off his own fork. She had learned perfect fork-etiquette and all. "I don't know if I'm really flirty or not. I've never been around someone I wanted to flirt with while tipsy. But I know I become really open to suggestion and stupid ideas from other people sound reasonable at the time."

[berwaldsverige]

"Duly noted... Open to suggestion... I have quite a few." Berwald waggled his eyebrows and tossed Hana his grissle and fat as he inhaled his steak.

"I have to give credit where it is due. Perfect cook Mads. I think you have a back-up profession if career asshole doesn't work out for you." Berwald held up his milk in a "Cheers to the chef" motion.

[tino_suomi]

Mads gnawed on his own steak. "The pay for Royal Asshole isn't all that great. I do like to grill. But I probably won't be opening any steak house chains or anything. My parents don't give a crap about anything I do so long as I groom myself to take over my father's company. For once I wish I had a younger sibling to pawn that job off on. I don't even know what our company produces to tell the truth."

Tino ate quietly for a bit, watching Mads. "I don't know what Jensen Industries does either."

Siguard pondered for a moment. "I think it has something to do with fabricating something. I don't think it's a service industry."

[berwaldsverige]

"Just focus on Business Management in College. It won't matter what the product is if you have a sound foundation in running a business. Minor in finance, that way you can make better investment decisions to expand productivity. That's what I would do at least. I don't have that problem. I'm as good as dead to my sperm donor. However... you also have the option of just selling the business to an investor if you inherit. Take the money and open your own industry or just invest the money and live like a rich bum on the interest dividends. There's no law saying you HAVE to work there." Berwald said, thinking analytically as was his wont to do.

"That's basically what I did with the trust fund my mother left me. I invested a good portion of it, made a killing on some high risk portfolio options, reinvested the principal and put the profit into high yield savings and lower risk portfolios. I bought everything here on interest and profits earned from investments without touching my principal balance."