Fon Master Ion (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
fragileprophet) wrote2018-07-16 04:26 pm
fragileprophet) wrote2018-07-16 04:26 pm
Week 6 Catchall with Sanji
[Hi Ion's going to be roughly attached to Sanji at the hip whenever he gets the chance to be.]
I hope you have people you can talk to about yourself it worries. It isn’t healthy to keep it all inside.
[He glances over, his brow starting to furrow.]
You know you can tell me anything you need to get off your chest, don’t you? It’s the least I can to for how often you’ve listened to my troubles. I know I’m weak, but...I’m very good at listening and keeping secrets. Well, secrets that aren’t my own.
[He glances over, his brow starting to furrow.]
You know you can tell me anything you need to get off your chest, don’t you? It’s the least I can to for how often you’ve listened to my troubles. I know I’m weak, but...I’m very good at listening and keeping secrets. Well, secrets that aren’t my own.
I feel the same way.
[About all of it. About being tired, about the music helping...about everyone being lucky to have Sanji.]
You're a good person.
[It bears repeating.]
It may only get more tiring from here...but we'll be able to rest easy soon enough, I think, if we can only endure a little longer.
[About all of it. About being tired, about the music helping...about everyone being lucky to have Sanji.]
You're a good person.
[It bears repeating.]
It may only get more tiring from here...but we'll be able to rest easy soon enough, I think, if we can only endure a little longer.
[They only just saw each other earlier today, but...as curfew creeps dangerously close, he feels that there was too much left still unsaid. So where ever Sanji is, he'll find Ion approaching him again.
He smiles at him.
And then without a word, without invitation, he puts down his staff so he can pull Sanji into a hug.]
He smiles at him.
And then without a word, without invitation, he puts down his staff so he can pull Sanji into a hug.]
-- Ion?
[To say Sanji's stunned is an understatement. No one comforts him. No one should comfort him, and he knows it better than anyone. There are some sins that hang heavy and can't be forgiven.
But he can't say, especially not to a child, even if this child once stood at the top of his world. He bites his lip until he bleeds and squeezes his eyes shut.
... He hates himself, that he's tired and heavy enough to hug back, like this is the only chance he has left.]
[To say Sanji's stunned is an understatement. No one comforts him. No one should comfort him, and he knows it better than anyone. There are some sins that hang heavy and can't be forgiven.
But he can't say, especially not to a child, even if this child once stood at the top of his world. He bites his lip until he bleeds and squeezes his eyes shut.
... He hates himself, that he's tired and heavy enough to hug back, like this is the only chance he has left.]
[Ion squeezes him as tightly as his small body allows, holding tight to Sanji's waist.]
You don't have to say anything.
[He doesn't. In part because Sanji's body language and demeanor has been betraying much more than anything he could say ever could. Ion doesn't have all the clues or the context, but he doesn't need those things. He just knows that Sanji is suffering--and Ion, who hasn't hurt anyone, who has also been suffering quietly--well, how can he turn a blind eye to someone who looks so much worse off? Whatever Sanji's had to do, has to do...
It must be terrible.]
You don't have to say anything.
[He doesn't. In part because Sanji's body language and demeanor has been betraying much more than anything he could say ever could. Ion doesn't have all the clues or the context, but he doesn't need those things. He just knows that Sanji is suffering--and Ion, who hasn't hurt anyone, who has also been suffering quietly--well, how can he turn a blind eye to someone who looks so much worse off? Whatever Sanji's had to do, has to do...
It must be terrible.]
See? You got it. Keep up that attitude and you'll be a fine chef in no time.
[This is so pure, I'm crying.]
Alright, let's get the batter finished up. [He's going to list the measurementsbecause I'm too lazy to type them out, pointing to the main bowl while he does]
Get the the flour, baking powder, salt and sugar in there first. Then mix it up, make a hole in the center, and you'll pour the milk, egg and melted butter before stirring everything together.
[This is so pure, I'm crying.]
Alright, let's get the batter finished up. [He's going to list the measurements
Get the the flour, baking powder, salt and sugar in there first. Then mix it up, make a hole in the center, and you'll pour the milk, egg and melted butter before stirring everything together.
[Ion's face flushes, and he can't help but laugh.]
I'll do my best!
[He tries not to make a mess, counting out the numbers to himself as he gets all the ingredients where they need to be, mixing and mixing--his upper body strength is embarrassing so he struggles a little getting them all blended, but once he's nice and red in the face, it's all ready to pour!]
Does it go on the pan now?
I'll do my best!
[He tries not to make a mess, counting out the numbers to himself as he gets all the ingredients where they need to be, mixing and mixing--his upper body strength is embarrassing so he struggles a little getting them all blended, but once he's nice and red in the face, it's all ready to pour!]
Does it go on the pan now?
[Anyone who suggests you don't need muscles in the kitchen is a LIAR. Stirring a bowl of ingredients is hell on the arms, but Sanji won't lift a finger to help, knowing Ion will be more satisfied with the product if he goes through all the steps himself.]
It does. And here's an easy trick to keep them all consistent -- scoop one fourth of a cup into that measuring cup, then pour it into the center of the pan.
It does. And here's an easy trick to keep them all consistent -- scoop one fourth of a cup into that measuring cup, then pour it into the center of the pan.
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