Edible breakfast for the win. [Active]
Character(s): Mei Chan, Ichigo Kurosaki, anyone to pester them
Content: Mei decides she wants to help Ichigo in the kitchen with pancakes for breakfast. Good times. This means an edible breakfast.
Setting: The Hajimaru kitchen
Time: Monday morning, breakfast time
Warnings: Mei is cute and Ichigo is ... Ichigo. Otherwise, not yet.
Another morning, another interesting day on the Hajimaru. Mei woke up early as always, made sure that everything was in order in the room she would be spending most of her time, and decided that perhaps she could go visit the kitchen for a bit. She was hungry, as was Xiao-Mei--who whined and complained attached to her sash across her chest about being hungry in panda-ese--and maybe Ichigo-san was making the breakfast... she couldn't imagine Grimmjow doing it, he wouldn't wake up at that hour, would he? ... And all-mighty god, the kitchen would be in ruins.
"Ichigo-san?" she asked curiously as she made her way back into the cooking part of the kitchen, leaning in and glancing around. Ah-hah, she knew she'd find him. Although it was interesting to see the boy in an apron, she was at least glad he didn't find hers and put it on instead. He didn't seem like he'd look very good in that pale of a red anyways... it was almost pink, but his... luckily black, as she noticed. "Ohayou, Ichigo-san!" she said cheerfully, entering the kitchen with a smile.
Content: Mei decides she wants to help Ichigo in the kitchen with pancakes for breakfast. Good times. This means an edible breakfast.
Setting: The Hajimaru kitchen
Time: Monday morning, breakfast time
Warnings: Mei is cute and Ichigo is ... Ichigo. Otherwise, not yet.
Another morning, another interesting day on the Hajimaru. Mei woke up early as always, made sure that everything was in order in the room she would be spending most of her time, and decided that perhaps she could go visit the kitchen for a bit. She was hungry, as was Xiao-Mei--who whined and complained attached to her sash across her chest about being hungry in panda-ese--and maybe Ichigo-san was making the breakfast... she couldn't imagine Grimmjow doing it, he wouldn't wake up at that hour, would he? ... And all-mighty god, the kitchen would be in ruins.
"Ichigo-san?" she asked curiously as she made her way back into the cooking part of the kitchen, leaning in and glancing around. Ah-hah, she knew she'd find him. Although it was interesting to see the boy in an apron, she was at least glad he didn't find hers and put it on instead. He didn't seem like he'd look very good in that pale of a red anyways... it was almost pink, but his... luckily black, as she noticed. "Ohayou, Ichigo-san!" she said cheerfully, entering the kitchen with a smile.