MCA #0, Wednesday night

[needsaparrot]

Earlier, there was a call to Parker whose topics included cleaning, construction and missing Fandom. Also, certain plans for this evening.

Now, there is pasta bubbling on the stove and a Xander in the kitchen. Yes, despite the fact that the apartment came with a food replicator; it's a thing. A certain plans for this evening thing. A "two months ago we weren't a thing and now we're a thing again" thing.
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[OOC: For....this will surprise no one, Bridge.]

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

And there's a Bridge knocking at the door, a brightly-wrapped package tucked under one arm.

[needsaparrot]

"Hey!" There's an open door - then there's a Xander rushing back to the kitchen because hi, boiling water.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"...Nice to see you too?" Bridge calls out as he follows.

[needsaparrot]

"Sorry - foods!" Xander turns the stove down a bit, then turns around to look at Bridge. "Boiling over would be bad. And you brought me something and I totally ... have a project but it's only half finished."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

You're also making dinner," Bridge points out. "That is present-like."

[needsaparrot]

"That's because you haven't tasted it yet."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I have had pasta that you've cooked before," Bridge says. "Unless your pasta-making skills have devolved drastically in the last three months..."

[needsaparrot]

"I might have put something weird and different in the sauce..." He didn't. Well, okay, a little hickory-smoke barbecue, but you can barely taste it.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"*I'm* weird and different," Bridge says. "Not that you'd put me in a sauce, but I'd just like to point out that weird and different doesn't automatically equal *bad*."

[needsaparrot]

"If I was weird and different enough to put you in a sauce, that would be bad," Xander points out, stirring the Bridge-less sauce.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge giggles. "Well, as I appear to be here sitting at the table and not in a sauce, I think we're good."

[needsaparrot]

"It's just about done. I oughtta drain the pasta." Which is why he heasd over to the table instead. He's not peering at Bridge's packa-- *rewinds* He's not peering at the package Bridge brought with him. At all.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"You can open it now if you'd like," Bridge says generously, sliding it over in Xander's direction.

[needsaparrot]

"Well, if you realllllly want me to..." He's got the wrapping halfway off by the time he hits the 'ly.'

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

He really, really does actually. Because he's kind of dorkily excited about this. He does manage not to actually say that out loud though.

When Xander's finished unwrapping the package he'd find a wooden plaque with a brass plate upon which the words "Best Boyfriend Ever" are engraved. Underneath that there's a picture of the two of them grinning at the camera, taken the night of Z's birthday party.

[needsaparrot]

If they're having a race for dorkitude, it's probably neck-and-neck and Xander's ahead by a nose, because his first thought after blinking at it like a goober is I don't deserve this. He could list a million reasons, some of them names, some of those familiar, if you let him.

"You made me a plaque," he says instead of saying that. Because he really is a goon.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Well, you did ask about it," Bridge says. "And I did say yes, and I didn't want to go back on my word, and besides, it was kind of fun to make and okay I know electronics more than woodworking is my forte but I think it turned out okay? Maybe?"

[needsaparrot]

"It's perfect." It is, in ways that couldn't be improved on by a ten-year carpentry apprenticeship and perfectly-bevelled edges.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Good," Bridge says. "I mean, I'm glad you like it."

[needsaparrot]

"It's from you," Xander says simply. "Of course I like it."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Next month you're getting macaroni art," Bridge informs Xander with a straight face.

[needsaparrot]

Xander just raises an eyebrow and points to a nice open spot on the refrigerator door.

Then he makes an odd sound, half laugh, half...something, as a thought occurs to him. I guess that would be practice, kind of...

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge snickers, and then tilts his head curiously at the not-quite-laugh. "What?"

[needsaparrot]

Xander smiles, but shakes his head, not really answering. "Nothing. Just thinking. I should grab the food before it turns into rubber and charcoal."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

And Bridge doesn't really believe that it's "nothing", but he lets it go. "Might be a good idea. Rubber and charcoal may be a delicacy for some species but not for humans."