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akito[ ever since the latest batch of new arrivals there has been an influx of decadent finger-foods and sweets appearing in the kitchen overnight. all of them carefully made to last, or at least properly wrapped up to keep safe for a few days. Akito tried his best to make everything not look similar to what Sanji might make, but as any skills in the kitchen beyond instant noodles, frozen dinners, and stir fries were taught to him by his own Sanji, well... he isn't exactly sure how successful his attempts have been.
he isn't being careful with what he makes today though - today there will be no leftovers. today he is making himself a strawberry shortcake with fresh strawberries and hand-made cream he whipped from scratch. however today he also doesn't have the Scalebots with him to give him boosts to the higher cupboards out of his reach, meaning he is left to balance precariously on the back of chairs.
and of course this means when he wobbles once his brand new communication device (all but forgotten about in favour of his old one, filled with pictures and memories) tumbles out of a shallow pocket and turns on when it clatters to the floor. Akito gives the briefest of pauses to glance at it, making sure it didn't shatter or anything, before stretching some more to try and reach the back of a tall cupboard...
...Success! Powdered sugar acquired! The final step to his dessert! Now to just--
lose his balance completely this time because the bag is heavier than he thought and it's like two in the morning or something stupid like that and way past his bed time so he's stupid-tired.
instead of hitting the chair and then the floor painfully like a normal human being, however, whatever parts of his body hits something on the way down bursts into blue-violet flames until he's sprawled out on the floor safe and sound and holding his bag of sugar in his outstretched arms like he just caught the winning touchdown in the goddamn superbowl. ]
...Tall people and their dumb tall-people kitchens.
[ such is the life of someone who makes people barely five foot even seem tall.
he places the bag of sugar on the counter and proceeds to wash his hands before using his spoils of war to dust a perfect looking strawberry shortcake.
and the kid looks incredibly pleased with himself for all of a minute before suddenly deflating. there's no family here to share it with. no animals to sneak the leftover whipped cream. Akito takes a breath and begins cutting the cake into perfect slices. ]
he isn't being careful with what he makes today though - today there will be no leftovers. today he is making himself a strawberry shortcake with fresh strawberries and hand-made cream he whipped from scratch. however today he also doesn't have the Scalebots with him to give him boosts to the higher cupboards out of his reach, meaning he is left to balance precariously on the back of chairs.
and of course this means when he wobbles once his brand new communication device (all but forgotten about in favour of his old one, filled with pictures and memories) tumbles out of a shallow pocket and turns on when it clatters to the floor. Akito gives the briefest of pauses to glance at it, making sure it didn't shatter or anything, before stretching some more to try and reach the back of a tall cupboard...
...Success! Powdered sugar acquired! The final step to his dessert! Now to just--
lose his balance completely this time because the bag is heavier than he thought and it's like two in the morning or something stupid like that and way past his bed time so he's stupid-tired.
instead of hitting the chair and then the floor painfully like a normal human being, however, whatever parts of his body hits something on the way down bursts into blue-violet flames until he's sprawled out on the floor safe and sound and holding his bag of sugar in his outstretched arms like he just caught the winning touchdown in the goddamn superbowl. ]
...Tall people and their dumb tall-people kitchens.
[ such is the life of someone who makes people barely five foot even seem tall.
he places the bag of sugar on the counter and proceeds to wash his hands before using his spoils of war to dust a perfect looking strawberry shortcake.
and the kid looks incredibly pleased with himself for all of a minute before suddenly deflating. there's no family here to share it with. no animals to sneak the leftover whipped cream. Akito takes a breath and begins cutting the cake into perfect slices. ]