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[axeofoath]

Really now, a curse that causes illness...What a miserable thing.

[With both Luc and Katara sick yesterday, Gremio has decided to get up nice and early so nobody could stop him and make a nice breakfast to help them feel better. There is, of course, one problem with that:

He still doesn't remember how to cook.]

The young master did say this contraption was for cooking...Oh, what is the cooking time for noodles in a...toaster? I can't tell if they're done at all!

[The reason for that could be the smoke coming out of it. In addition, he has a can of soup heating on the stove--an unopened can, that is, just sitting on the burner.]

[ooc: A-apartmentmates (and Katara, if she's still there) feel free to action this disaster? :D]

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[axeofoath]

[Excellent. X) Gremio tries to process both of those, scratching his cheek.] Oh, ah--J-just for bread? N-no, there's no water...Should I add some, then? [Moving towards the sink...!]

[stargathering]

[ GRABBING GREMIO'S SLEEVE. ] That'd cause an actual fire! I'll just do the cooking for now.

[axeofoath]

I-i-it would?! [And he stops immediately! He doesn't want to burn down the house.] A-ah, yes...M-my apologies, Young Master...It seems I could use some more practice before I try to cook for you again...

[stargathering]

Yeah... [ Should he just...? There's a set of horrible cracking sounds as Tyr turns off the toaster. ] Have you forgotten how to use the equipment in here?

[axeofoath]

[Since he doesn't want to cause any more catastrophes, Gremio just stands back and lets Tyr do what has to be done.] Forgotten...? Young Master, I--I've never used any of this equipment before now.

[stargathering]

You put all our toast in the stove? [ Sob, Gremio is such a good servant! ] ...I'll show you how to use it.

[axeofoath]

Is that how you make it, Young Master? [Gremio is such a confused servant sob.]

[stargathering]

What? What type of question is that? [ And Tyr is a confused master. ]

[axeofoath]

[That gets him a blink and a hesitant response. So much confusion!] Er...Is that typically how you make your toast? I-I should probably learn, so that I might help with meals...

[stargathering]

[ Tyr can't believe this... ] ...Lately, we've been using that [ gesture towards the toaster ] but we used to use the stove... I'll show you how to do it. [ Tyr isn't so helpless he doesn't know how to make toast! ]

[axeofoath]

[We? Surely Tyr isn't referring to Gremio as well. After all, he really can't even make toast right now.] O-oh, I see...Thank you, Young Master--I don't suppose you could show me how to use both? I would like to learn some basic cooking skills, at the very least.

[stargathering]

...You really don't remember how to make even simple things? [ So much disappointment in his voice. ] ...I'll show you what I know, at least...

[axeofoath]

[That disappointment--it saddens Gremio, even if he can't really understand what's going on.] Y-Young Master...I'm sorry, but--I really haven't tried cooking before now. I'll do my best to learn...

[stargathering]

... [ This was all a curse? Ugh. ] Right. You'll be a great cook in no time.

[ Lalala, going to the stove an-- Less smiling now. ] ...Hand me a pot holder.

[axeofoath]

Th-thank you...I'm sorry to trouble you so much.

[Pot holder...hm...Oh, maybe this!] This one, Young Master? [Holding out a pair of tongs sob.]

[stargathering]

Don't worry about it... And those are tongs. One second--don't touch that can.

[ Last thing they need is Gremio burning his hand again. He talks over and grabs a pot holder. ]

[axeofoath]

O-oh, I see. Of course--do be careful!

[Gremio wouldn't want Tyr to get burned, either.]

[stargathering]

I will... [ He's not completely confident about saying it. He doesn't want to know how long it's been there. Holding the pot holders in his hand like baseball mits, he carefully takes the can and just -- tosses it to the sink. Thankfully, it doesn't open up on impact.

Turns back to Gremio! ] ...So you want to learn how to make toast?

[axeofoath]

[Nervous Gremio is nervous--mostly because he's not entirely sure what the problem here is, even though Tyr's obviously being cautious. He starts a little when the can gets chucked in the sink like that.]

Oh! ...O-oh, yes...Is that all right, Young Master? I'd very much like to help with preparing meals, if at all possible.

[stargathering]

... [ Gremiooo, why don't you remember. ] I'd like you to help, too... All right, get out the bread. I'll show you how to now.

[axeofoath]

Thank you--yes, right away. [Still, he has to wonder what's wrong.] ...Young Master, is everything all right? It's not too much trouble, is it?

[stargathering]

It's no problem... It's just... I wish you could remember how to yourself.

[axeofoath]

R-remember? Young Master...I learned many housekeeping skills, but cooking has never been one of them.

[stargathering]

Come on, Gremio. [ A bit desperate here. ] You always prepared feasts for us back home! --You had a speciality stew that was the best there was.

[axeofoath]

[The helpless and apologetic look he gives Tyr should be all the response needed. No matter how hard he tries, he simply can't remember any of that.] I...I'm sorry, Young Master... [Slowly, he shakes his head. But he believes Tyr is telling the truth.] I-I don't have any recollection.