-Overflow- for 016 | The Good Old Days

[godsoffortune]

Who: Everyone!
What: Ageswapping
When: July 15-17
Where: Everywhere
Summary: A breach in the space-time continuum is messing things up.

Continuing from HERE!

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[kurukuruchan]

[ Does she know where the tea is? Honestly, no. But Hibiki is newly-armed with the knowledge that honesty is for suckers. So she looks around the kitchen and casually knocks a fist against one cabinet. ]

Should be here, obviously.

[ Since that's where she'd put the tea if she had designed this kitchen.

Spoilers: future her did. So. She is right. ]

[sweetdeath]

Right!

[He opens the cupboard, and: sure enough, there's a variety of teas there. He snags an Assam leaf and then hesitates, glancing down at her.]

What kind of tea do you like?

[Maybe a strong-flavored black tea isn't the one to go for when he's trying to make tea for a kid....]

[kurukuruchan]

Anything's fine.

[ Disaffection, she is rapidly discovering, is a useful weapon. It hides all sorts of omissions - like the fact that since someone else has always prepared the tea for the tea party, Hibiki never thought to ask the names of any of the teas served. ] No milk.

[sweetdeath]

Okay.

[No milk? Yeah, okay, he's putting back this tea and grabbing a light green one instead. Strong black tea's kind of a milk tea thing.

Another few seconds, and he hands over a steaming cup, teabag floating in it as the water darkens from straw-pale to more vivid green.]

Here you go. Are you feeling better now?

[kurukuruchan]

You say that after you make me work.

[ She holds the teacup carefully, letting it steep a little longer. That seems like a sophisticated thing to do, and she very much wishes to be sophisticated. ]

....Everything's fine.

[ So that's what it feels like, lying.

It's surprisingly fun, lying to liars. ]

[sweetdeath]

Getting something done always helps!

[A certain mood lifter! Or... well, okay, maybe. A good distraction at least. He doesn't believe a word of her "fine," considering her expression, but he doesn't really know how to push.

He eyes her dubiously, instead.]

Okay. What do you want to do now?

[Since they're having tea, and she doesn't want to clean up anymore....]

[kurukuruchan]

[ This tea is probably both cool enough and steeped enough. Hibiki takes a sip. Can't you see she's not the sort of person who rushes things? ] It's strange that you're the one who thinks you give the orders.

[sweetdeath]

I told you I was bad at being a butler. Anyway, though, if I thought I was giving the orders I'd be telling you instead of asking you, right?

[Tsuzuki, on the other hand, totally is the kind of person who rushes heedlessly into everything.

Just look at him, letting a kid name him and everything.]

[kurukuruchan]

[ Hibiki snorts and turns away. ]

...I'm going to sit and enjoy my tea. Do something about the mess, if you can.

[ This place looks like a bunch of children had fun in it yesterday. Rowdy, muddy fun.

Hibiki is above such droll pastimes now. ]

I think we can probably fade out here!

[sweetdeath]

[Tsuzuki rolls his eyes good-naturedly and sets to work. It's not the world's best cleaning job, but while she sips he'll do his best to turn the kitchen from a disaster zone into something more or less ship-shape.]

sounds good! /pins a medal for patience on tsuzuki

[kurukuruchan]

[ And Hibiki sips her tea. This - this feels right, this doing nothing while other people make her world more convenient and beautiful. Somehow, she feels she could get used to this.

Everything will be just fine. ]