MCA0, Sunday night

[needsaparrot]

Xander's in the kitchen, being thinky. And cooking. Which mostly consists of poking at the food synthesizer to see what wacky-but-still-edible things he can get it to make, since he knows better than to trust himself with an actual stovetop while engaging in thinkiness.

It's not bad thinkiness, necessarily - despite the construction project being over, and the last week of it being tainted with Umbridge-related nastiness, they had put the school back together. And Umbridge was gone. Resoundingly, loudly gone. Yay.

But other people are going to be gone too, which less with the yay. And, well. Thinky.
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[OOC: for the less-than-pleased BF]

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[needsaparrot]

"I don't remember pressing the chutney button, no." Not that he knows which is the chutney button.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Do you even know which button is the chutney button?"

[needsaparrot]

"The only buttons I'm absolutely sure of are the Cheerios button and the Neapolitan ice cream."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"What about chocolate juice?" Bridge asks with a grin.

[needsaparrot]

"That's two buttons. One for the chocolate and one for the juice."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"See, you're practically an expert," Bridge says with a wave of his hand. "Who needs all that other stuff?"

[needsaparrot]

"Well, but there's gotta be a chili cheese dog button somewhere."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge looks thoughtful. "I could probably find it," he offers. "I mean, I grew up with these things."

[needsaparrot]

"Oooh, yeah?" Because a chili cheese dog is exactly what you need on top of a frozen banana chocolate mango chutney.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Is that permission to go ahead?" Bridge's expression resembles that of a kid with a new toy. Because that's... pretty much what this is, really, for Bridge.

[needsaparrot]

"Please. Play with my equipment."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Don't mind if I do," Bridge says, completely missing any other interpretation of the phrase.

[needsaparrot]

"Me neither. The worst you can do is break it, and then I'd just have to borrow yours."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I'd make you a new one," Bridge says. Not that he's ever actually built one himself, but he's fairly sure he could reverse engineer it.

[needsaparrot]

This would be a bad, bad time to pick up on the mostly-unintentional double entendre.

"If you made me a food machine, what would it end up making with its extra bonus button? Books?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Maybe," Bridge says, who hadn't figured that part out yet except now he had. "Books are awesome."

[needsaparrot]

"But you can't eat them."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"You could if you're a bookworm," Bridge points out. "But there's not really any such thing as an actual insect that eats books, technically. So maybe not. But you can eat *while* reading a book!"

[needsaparrot]

"If it printed books on rice paper you could read 'em, then eat 'em!"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"...But then what if you wanted to reread them later?"

[needsaparrot]

Xander hits the obvious immediate suggestion, then makes a face without answering.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"...Ew."

[needsaparrot]

"Yeah, can we rewind the conversation back to before we were talking about eating books? Which Willow and Rory would burn me at the stake for anyway."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Bridge says, frowning slightly. "Rory left today," he adds glumly.

[needsaparrot]

Xander nods. "Yeah, I stopped by to see her earlier."