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Post by gillian 'illy' cossette hart on May 23, 2012 19:51:11 GMT -5
"We keep the flour and stuff in the fridge. But the rest of the baking ingredients are in a pantry in the hall. It's the first door on the right." She said, putting the potatoes in a bowl. She started to mash them before she pulled out the macaroni and cheese. She turned the chicken again, then finished mashing the potatoes. She pulled out the butter, cheese, and bacon bits from the fridge, and started to add them into the potatoes.
"Gideon! Are you packing?" She called.
"No. I'll pack later." He said.
"Gideon, you need to pack."
"I will, Illy. Gosh." He said, rolling his eyes as he walked into the living room.
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Post by wrenton fiona carson on May 23, 2012 19:57:25 GMT -5
"Thanks." She gathered the things she needed from the fridge and then headed to the pantry, pulling everything else out. Setting it on the counter, she grabbed a bowl and started to mix everything together, absently listening to her brother finish his scheduling and hang up. "You better not be working this weekend Mitch because you're going out."
He rose an eyebrow at the two girls, finally pocketing his phone.
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Post by gillian 'illy' cossette hart on May 23, 2012 20:04:03 GMT -5
Illy carried the potatoes to the table, then handed Gideon the things to set the table with. He walked over to the table and started to set down the plates and utensils where they belong. He walked over to the cabinet to grab the glasses, and Illy took the chicken off of the grill. She put it on a plate, then carried it to the table. She went back for the macaroni and cheese.
"Gideon, can you go get me some lemons?"
"Why?"
"You don't want lemonade?"
"Ugh. You're so lazy." He groaned, walking out the back door. She sighed, leaning over to wash her hands before she grabbed the napkins.
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Post by wrenton fiona carson on May 23, 2012 20:06:58 GMT -5
Wren chuckled. "Says you," She huffed when Gideon complained. She waited for Gillian to finish before putting the lava cakes in the oven and setting it right. She began to pick all her things up, amd started wiping down the counters.
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Post by gillian 'illy' cossette hart on May 23, 2012 20:15:50 GMT -5
When Gideon came back with the lemons, Illy grabbed the pitcher and rinsed it out. He dropped them in the sink and walked off to go wash his hands and the sunscreen off of his face. Illy carefully started to squeeze the lemons into the pitcher, tossing them into the trash once they were used. She added water and sugar to it, then washed her hands and carried it to the table. She fixed her and Wren's plates, carrying them to the kitchen so the guys could eat at the table. She pulled up the stools, and sat down at one. "You want some water?" She asked quietly.
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Post by wrenton fiona carson on May 23, 2012 20:19:57 GMT -5
Wren sat down at on the other stool after setting the timer for the lava cakes. "Sure," She murmured with a faint smile, watching Mitch weave past them to get his plate and go sit down.
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Post by gillian 'illy' cossette hart on May 23, 2012 20:32:35 GMT -5
Illy got up and got her a glass of water, adding a little ice to it. She sat back down, handing it to her as she started to eat. She heard her father talking to Wren's brother, knowing he was looking for someone so he could marry her off. She was twenty-one, afterall. 'By my age, your mother and I had you and Gideon already. You need to be a wife to someone and stop with that silly job of yours.' Her father was always telling her.
"No, I gotta work from like, ten to four." She heard Gideon say, and knew she would end up packing his bags for him.
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Post by wrenton fiona carson on May 23, 2012 20:57:21 GMT -5
Wren thanked her, watching her brother talking with the guy, occasionally smiling. "Wow, he actually got a smile out of him," She huffed, carefully taking a bite of her food. She stretched some.
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Post by gillian 'illy' cossette hart on May 23, 2012 21:25:18 GMT -5
Illy smiled, nodding her head. "Yeah. Its no often my brother smiles, either." She said quietly. She ate her little portions of food carefully and slowly, looking up when her brother called her. She walked to the living room and refilled their glasses before she took her seat again. She finished her plate, and walked to the seat to carefully sit it in. She took the lava cakes out when the timer went off, sitting them on the stove to cool.
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Post by wrenton fiona carson on May 23, 2012 21:33:57 GMT -5
Wren smiled faintly. "Yeah, Mitch is just, stubborn." She shrugged, finishing her food and taking a sip of water as she looked around, watching her brother quietly, and then Gideon.
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