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psalm_onethirtyoneThe Disaster of Dinner.
The time is seven-thirty. The setting is the kitchen of the Soujin Household.
Father: By the way, you won't like what we're having for dinner.
Soujin: You could have mentioned that earlier...
Father: But I didn't know you wouldn't like it! Oh woe! *wibble wibble wibble*
Soujin: Don't worry! *strikes pose* I shall cook dinner for Waen and myself, by myself!
Father: Is this a good idea?
Soujin: ...Go away. *makes meatballs, orzo, and peas. because one of the things she is really good at is heating things up in the microwave*
Father: What we're having is better.
Waen: YAY! You made meatballs! So what are the parents having? EWWWW!
Father: -_- *wibble* I didn't know you didn't like it!
Soujin: By the way, I raided our cabinets and fridge, and also the cooler in the basement, and found out we have a lot of neat frozen thingies. So I'm making dessert too. Go away. *attempts to make parfait out of frozen peaches, frozen strawberries, graham crackers which expired in May, and--* We seem to be out of heavy cream.
Father: I shall get you some, for I am the fetchy-person!
Soujin: You do that. Hurry back.
Father: *half an hour later* Here is cream!
Soujin: Dude, that's--a cup. Of cream.
Father: *nodnodnod* ^_____^
Soujin: *attempts to make parfait with only a cup of whipped cream. fumes quietly*
Mother: Why didn't you make any for you?
Soujin: WAH! Because am on diet, please to stop trying to make me eat, and besides, I don't like what I made.
Mother: Right. Hold her down, everybody.
The only good thing about this is now I know that we have graham crackers, and a cereal with raisins in it that looks like it might be nicer than Kashi.
The time is seven-thirty. The setting is the kitchen of the Soujin Household.
Father: By the way, you won't like what we're having for dinner.
Soujin: You could have mentioned that earlier...
Father: But I didn't know you wouldn't like it! Oh woe! *wibble wibble wibble*
Soujin: Don't worry! *strikes pose* I shall cook dinner for Waen and myself, by myself!
Father: Is this a good idea?
Soujin: ...Go away. *makes meatballs, orzo, and peas. because one of the things she is really good at is heating things up in the microwave*
Father: What we're having is better.
Waen: YAY! You made meatballs! So what are the parents having? EWWWW!
Father: -_- *wibble* I didn't know you didn't like it!
Soujin: By the way, I raided our cabinets and fridge, and also the cooler in the basement, and found out we have a lot of neat frozen thingies. So I'm making dessert too. Go away. *attempts to make parfait out of frozen peaches, frozen strawberries, graham crackers which expired in May, and--* We seem to be out of heavy cream.
Father: I shall get you some, for I am the fetchy-person!
Soujin: You do that. Hurry back.
Father: *half an hour later* Here is cream!
Soujin: Dude, that's--a cup. Of cream.
Father: *nodnodnod* ^_____^
Soujin: *attempts to make parfait with only a cup of whipped cream. fumes quietly*
Mother: Why didn't you make any for you?
Soujin: WAH! Because am on diet, please to stop trying to make me eat, and besides, I don't like what I made.
Mother: Right. Hold her down, everybody.
The only good thing about this is now I know that we have graham crackers, and a cereal with raisins in it that looks like it might be nicer than Kashi.
