tampered | Log: Ongoing

When; Tuesday feb 27, All day
Rating; Who knows? I mean... We'll start at PG for silliness...
Characters; Anyone and everyone Invited, and thensome. (AKA, open to all)
Summary; They had planned a lake party, and g'dimmit, they were gonna have one!
Log;

Zaheela rubbed her eyes sleepily as she focused on guiding Eisen to the Lake. She had forced herself awake from her potion induced state to open the door for Smee and Nill and spent the last few hours preparing the food. Meats for grilling, vegetables, salads, drinks, fruit dishes, sweets, a plethora of treats, enough food to feed the city, or at least a good number of heavy eaters. Knowing full well that Faye and Greed had said they were coming, she also had stored away a good amount of alcohol in the cart. Towels had been folded, batteries inserted into a portable radio with spares tucked away, blankets too, she had thought of anything they could need. She was only glad it was sunny today.

The swimsuit was uncomfortable under her clothes, being unused to wearing such cloth, but she had assumed it would be improper for her to do as she normally did. The lake appeared, as Cobray had said and she let out a girlish giggle. Water! FISH! WATER! Eeeee! As soon as they were close, she ran ahead, pulling off pants and shirt, tossing them to Eisen, who with a sigh, caught thim in his beak. He was far too used to his master and her love of water. He watched as she ran into the water clad in her bathing suit and dove in. She had forgotten she was supposed to help set up... Silly master.

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"Wine leaves a faint bitter aftertaste that gets awfully annoying when used with chicken. Soy sauce leaves a clean taste if prepared correctly. Tossing it into the Mud? This coming from Mr. Dump-twenty-cartons-of-garlic-powder-into-the-mashed-potatoes? I'd like to inquire if your taste buds died!" She countered, waving the spatula in the air.

"Oh, dont' you even s-s-s-start!" Smee stated, sticking his tongue out at her as he retrieved some of the tuperwares of salads and began setting them out. "I m-m-made t-t-two kinds for th-that reason! And wh-what's the p-p-poing of having garlic m-mashed potatoes with no g-g-garlic! And for heaven's s-s-sake, what on earth m-m-made you want t-t-to put parsnip on the fish! It's parsley you should be using!"

"It's Garlic mashed potatoes! Not Potato mashed Garlic! And who's the one who said Tuna was better then Yellow tail? I'd think I would know being a FELINE who has EATEN more fish then you have tastebuds!" She carefully flipped the burgers before they got too overcooked.
"Says the person who swears allspice if the most holy of spices!" She growled as she took out the slices of cheese.

"Ha! I"m a s-s-sailor! I kn-know enough about f-f-fish to s-s-send your h-head spinning!" Smee stated. "And Tuna is f-f-far b-better than Yellow T-Tail!" He scowled, pulling out a couple things of plates, napkins, and forks and beginnign to set them out. "And allspice is a v-v-v-very handy sp-p-pice. There's a R--R-R-REASON they call it "allspice"! And b-b-besides, you've g-g-got it all wr-r-rong! And d-d-don't overcook the burgers, you'll r-r-ruin them!" The little pirate huffed, before stooping to retrieve the mashed potatoes they had been argueing about earlier. "At l-l-least I p-p-prevented you from almost r-r-ruining the lasagna."

"You were arguing about the layering! What's so wrong with tucking the corners?!?" She growled as she continued to work the grill.
"And I'm NOT you fuddy-duddy!" She shot back. Needless to say, they had a rather interesting time in the kitchen. The arguing of methods, the ways to prepare, how long to cook, to let the items soak. Heck, they even argued about what kind of tupperware to use.
"Allspice isn't the miracle spice! You have to KNOW the most perfect combinations! To draw out the natural flavors of the meat and vegetables!"

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