[Early one morning, Livio and Wolfwood will wake to the sound of shuffling in the kitchen, some joyous whistling, and the smell of freshly cooked eggs. Venturing out of the pile of limbs, blankets, and dog will reveal that Vash has three perfectly folded omelettes laid out. There's even some fresh cut fruit on the table. Just don't ask where it came from, yeah?
The magnificent chef in question, one Vash the Stampede, is currently standing near the table. As his partners emerge, he lifts a hand up, fingers wiggling in a little wave. He seems... nervous? Weird.]
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The magnificent chef in question, one Vash the Stampede, is currently standing near the table. As his partners emerge, he lifts a hand up, fingers wiggling in a little wave. He seems... nervous? Weird.]
Mornin' you two. Come eat!