11th ☆

[adropofjupiter]

[A. Action - Downtown]

[Marisa has a bag of groceries in hand and the top thing in her bag is an open container of mushrooms. As she heads back to the residential areas, she munches on the mushrooms like they're candy.

And she's giggling.]

[B. Action - 340 Brady Lane]

[Marisa's bustling about the kitchen, looking oddly domestic with a frilly apron on and her hair pulled back, as she cooks. There's a couple containers of mushrooms set out, one opened and half eaten.]

Comments

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

Constantly pushing yourself into my comfort zone and winning me over time isn't the same thing as this. That was a positive use of your irrationality. This is not.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

You gotta take the good with the bad, ze. At least I'm not beating up anyone that makes me jealous. I'm secure in the fact that you love me and nothing is going to change that.

[Into the sauce the mushrooms go! Marisa comes back over with a piece between her teeth and a grin. She waggles her eyebrows and leans in hoping Patchouli will indulge her silliness.]

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

-Patchouli sadly didn't play along, snatching the mushroom from her mouth and giving a sigh.-

I'm serious. I'm not worried about other people, I'm worried about you. I don't want you doing anything stupid just because of jealousy. Or because of me.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[siiigh]

I haven't done anything stupid because of jealousy, ze. And you know I can't promise not to do anything stupid because of you. I'm sure you know the lengths I'll go for you; you're everything to me.

...but I'll try to keep myself in check.

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

... Good. -NOW Marisa gets a kiss.- I don't like worrying about you.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Mmm... [Totally making that kiss more for a brief moment] I'm trying to think before doing things. It's kinda hard at times, but I am.

Did you finish that picture album?

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

I did. I keep it on my nightstand now, so it will always be there if I want to think of her...

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

You'll have to show me after dinner. I'm gonna stay tonight, okay?

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

Very well then...

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Marisa gives a grin before heading back over to finish dinner.]

Don't worry, I'll behave myself. Probably.

How hungry are you? I'm not sure what a proper portion is...

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

Just a small bowl will be perfect.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

One small bowel coming up~

[And there it is, all steamy and yummy looking. Marisa can follow recipes well! She gets her own and sits down with the wine.]

I hope this works as Italian, ze.

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

Well it certainly smells lovely. -Patchy sits herself down across from Marisa... And seems to be waiting for something.-

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Meanwhile Marisa is watching Patchouli expectantly, waiting for her to try it and tell her how the food tastes. She might need some prompting here. Romantic the witch may be, but class and manners she lacks.]

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

-... The smile fades eventually.-

... You've never done this before, have you?

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Cooked Italian? No...

[Now she's starting to wonder what she did wrong. Food - check. Wine - check. Mushrooms - check. Girlfriend - check. What was she missing?]

Or, well, I've never really cooked anyone dinner before other than just myself or Reimu, and she doesn't count.

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

... Nevermind. I'm setting my expectations too high. -How Does I Casual?-

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

No, no, tell me, ze. If there's something I'm supposed to be doing, let me know. I mean, I got the food served, the wine served and you, so if there's something else... I don't know what it is.

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

No... It's my problem too. I'm used to finer things. Proper table manners and whatnot.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Marisa looks down for a moment, brow furrowed, and then looks back up.]

I... I can learn.

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

...

In all honesty, I'd rather you didn't. -What.-

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[blink]

...I don't understand.

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

I don't want you changing yourself for me. I don't want you to feel pressured to be something you are not. I want you to remain the girl I fell in love with. If that means a lack of table manners, then so be it.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Marisa thinks on this for a moment, spearing a mushroom with her fork. She seriously doesn't know what the 'right' thing, table manner-wise, is. She's not talking with her mouth full or anything...

So she just smiles and points at Patchouli's bowl with the mushroom adorned fork.]

...alright. So, you gonna try it and tell me how I did?

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

Absolutely. -She gathers up a small, smaaaaall bite, and places it in her mouth, chewing slowly.-