Character(s): Danny, and anyone who wants to join in.
Content: Danny's makin' a grilled cheese.
Setting: The Kitchen, Cheap Prayer
Time: Thursday, lunch
Warnings: Nothing yet.
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Danny seriously didn't mind having to work on the ship. He didn't really. )
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Danny waved back and saw that he was going for the fridge. "Um...I wouldn't. Theres nothing in there. The cooks took off so we barely have anything."
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He looked over at the other boy who had said something. In English. Daisuke wanted to pout even more, but he didn't, in favor of smiling at him. "Sorry." Which came out sounding more like solly there sorry. "We not have cooks?" He asked, head tilting in confusion. This was weird.
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He must have been Japanese.
It seemed like most of this crew was Japanese, or had really cool Japanese names to taunt him with.
Why couldn't have his parents been a little more crea--HOLY CRAP!!
Danny suddenly made himself stop that next thought. If he wasn't mistaken, Haruhi had said the EXACT same thing not to long ago on the Network.
Damned if he was EVER gonna sound like her.
"Um, ...no. I don't. Think. So." He said a bit more slowly. He didn't sound like he knew much english. He looked at his grilled cheese and flipped it on the other side.
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Was that a grilled cheese he was making?
"That is weird." His r's were still sounding a little weird, but the sentence was spoken clearly enough. "What you making?" He asked, walking over to examine the grilled cheese.
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He gave the sandwich another flip, checking both sides before setting it on the plate next to his first one.
"Grilled Cheese." He answered simply. "I was hungry." He looked up at the boy again and realized that he was probably hungry too. Why else would he come in here?
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