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A Feast of the Heart (Alicia/Elliot&Isaac)
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Apr 15, 2016 22:41:33 GMT
The trip back right after two difficult matches was beginning to show on Alicia. The Spirit User seemed a bit weary as she gave the two brothers a lift on her motorcycle back to her home. To say it was a tad awkward to fit three people on a vehicle that was meant to fit two, tops, was an understatement, but she'd managed to get things sorted through. Now it was just a matter of unlocking the front door and letting the three in.
As much as she loved Japan, she still longed for a taste of home, so her house was primarily Western in form and function. And to say it was spotless was... a bit of a stretch. It certainly wasn't messy by any stretch of the imagination, but there were some things that were obviously out of place. Whether it was due to time constraints or just plain forgetfulness, the place could use a bit of picking up.
"Sorry guys..." she began, starting to tidy up a bit where she could do so quickly. "I usually don't have visitors very often, and I'm juggling a job as a mechanic on top of the Digital World and everything else too. Things slip my mind from time to time." There was a hint of embarrassment in her tone. Apparently she'd forgotten the state of her house when she had invited the brothers over for a meal.
"Dining room's through the hall and on the left, and the Kitchen is on the opposite side." The older woman noted as she tucked a book away on the shelf. "Please, make yourself comfortable. Elliot, the offer of help's still open. Just follow me." With that, Alicia was off to the kitchen to browse what she had available to cook with.
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 15, 2016 23:46:37 GMT
Alicia should've won a world championship for kid stacking. The close proximity that the brothers had to be arranged in was highly embarrassing for both of them. Especially poor Isaac, who had to sit up front. Elliot giggled at his flushed brother. "Should I warn Maia you were sitting on another girl's lap?" he teased, earning a hilarious-looking death glare in return from Isaac. Between how embarrassed the boy was and how nonthreatening his facial features were, he just looked silly! "Well, on the bright side, we finally got to ride a motorcycle. You always wanted to try one of these things, right?"
"Yeah, you're right there. Thanks again for the lift, Alicia," Isaac said, the two brothers making their way into Alicia's house. To Isaac, it was nothing too bad. He'd seen, and personally made, way worse! "Hey, no need to worry. For someone as busy as you it looks really nice," Isaac assured her, while Elliot got right to work in helping her put things away. That way, she could be done in half the time! Even if he couldn't really reach the top shelves. They listened as Alicia gave the quick tour of the cooking areas, Elliot putting the last bits of mess away with a contented grin. Heeding Alicia's word, he followed along slowly and carefully.
"You guys want me to come with? Or should I stick to the dining room and keep it a surprise?" he asked. Too many cooks in the kitchen might've just made it too hectic, especially since this was more Elliot's cooking lesson than his. Besides, he had to admit, he was excited to see what kind of surprises they would end up cooking up. On the other hand, curiosity did always kill the cat. |
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Apr 16, 2016 0:20:28 GMT
Giggling softly, Alicia smiled as the younger brother hopped right up to assist. Given how quickly, almost instinctively even, he'd done so she didn't have the heart to tell him not to. Instead she just silently accepted the help, which indeed made things go much faster. Then it came to Isaac asking what he should be doing.
"Sorry, with my house being meant for one and a guest or two, the kitchen's kinda small. With three bodies it'll get kind of crowded. Wouldn't want anything to burn because we kept getting in each other's way. you just get comfortable and wait for us, alright?" Alicia told him. She wanted to open up the offer in case Isaac was honestly interested in cooking as well, but she just didn't have the room!
"Now then..." she mused, browsing her cabinets, fridge, and freezer in turn. What should she cook up? Then she turned to a special cabinet, one she'd overlooked in the beginning. "I think I'm going to go especially high end this time. My treat." Opening up the hidden compartment, Alicia smiled at the fish tank hidden with in, with a few lobsters in it. Now how in the two worlds had she managed to afford fresh lobster on her budget? On top of being able to maintain it for some time after purchase? The succulent crustaceans already had their claws rubber banded shut, so when it was time to cook them, she could just grab them out of the tank.
"Right then. Elliot, could you get me a few lemons, the soy sauce, and the udon noodles? I'm gonna make a lobster and shrimp scampi for us." Alicia asked of Elliot, pointing out where those things were in her kitchen. Fortunately, the woman had the sense of mind to label what pastas she had, so finding the udon out of the other types would be easy even if Elliot didn't no angel hair pasta from elbow pasta. Lemon was a fairly common thing as well, and the soy was front and center and similarly named.
While she had given him the task, she had gone about getting a couple large pots and a skillet out. Filling the pots with water, the young woman set them to start boiling. This would be a pretty simple thing, all things considered, despite the ingredients she had in mind. She certainly wasn't anywhere near the levels of some one like Morimoto, Bobby Flay, or her personal favorite, Cat Cora. Yes, she'd watched a fair amount of Iron Chef as part of her early life Food Network binge. She also didn't have nearly as difficult a panel to please as those masters of the culinary arts though, thankfully.
She then hit the skillet with some oil to get it to start sizzling, while she went and pulled some packages of shrimp from the freezer. Those had to go on first so they'd be done about the same time the fresher noodles and lobster would be cooked.
"Well someone's certainly making herself out to be the little chef in the making." Kisara quipped in a brief moment where Alicia's attention wasn't occupied by prep work.
"Kisara, shush, I'm in a groove now, and I will be really upset if you throw me off." Alicia barked back a bit, glaring at empty space where she was sure the ice maiden would be if she were manifested. That certainly shut the spirit up though, thankfully.
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 16, 2016 1:09:40 GMT
Isaac shrugged. "No worries! I can't wait to see what you guys pull off," he said, smiling. Really, he didn't want to interfere anyway. Elliot had been trying to worm away the rights to cooking at the house for a while now. If Isaac stole his thunder, it'd just upset the boy. He really wanted his own time to shine, and Isaac wasn't gonna take that away from him. He looked around, trying to find a good place in the dining room to sit, only to hear the sound of a few garbage cans knocking into each other. What the heck was that? A raccoon or something? He figured he'd go check it out, maybe chase it away if it tried to do anything funny. Elliot's first cooking experience being ruined by a raccoon tackling into the window would be awful! When Elliot and Alicia were gone the boy walked out, peering carefully in search of the raccoon.
Elliot's eyes widened as he saw the fresh fish and lobster tank. "That's so cool," he muttered breathlessly. There wasn't any time to gawk, of course. He needed to get to work! Lemons, soy sauce, udon noodles? No problem at all! The main difficulty would be the fact that he couldn't use two hands here. Thanks to this walking stick, "a few lemons" would become "one lemon at a time" really quickly if he didn't think of anything quickly. He made sure to grab a plastic bag as he made his way over to where Alicia was keeping her produce, stacking it with lemons one at a time to try with utmost diligence. No bruising the fruit! Alicia needed it just the way it was, not all dented up and ruined. Gingerly he laid the bag on the counter next to Alicia, then toddled after the next ingredients.
One at a time, just like the lemons. Soy sauce could break, pasta could get smashed. Sometimes he wished he had use of his other leg back. Then it would be so easier to ensure that he could deliver everything in a timely fashion. By the time he delivered everything the shrimp was already hitting a sizzle on the skillet, Elliot sniffing in appreciation as the smell got to his nose. "This is gonna be so great!" he said excitedly, putting the noodles next to the soy sauce and lemons. "You're the best for doing this. What would you like me to do next?" He couldn't wait to see how it was going to smell by the time everything was done. Fresh lobster, squeezed lemon, sizzling shrimp, all these tastes mingling together. He was starving just thinking about it!
Not everyone was so happy with what was going on, of course. An EbiBurgemon stood perched on top of Alicia's trash can, trying to peer into the blinds of the kitchen. It couldn't see very well, but its highly-refined nose managed to pick up on the smells even through the glass. Such was the delicate nose of a master chef, capable of honing in on fragrances no matter how many obstacles lied in the way.
"Mon Dieu," it muttered under its breath. "Zis human cuisine is terrible! Zey must step aside and let a master of zee shrimp do his thing!" It reached back a hand to knock on the window, only to be interrupted by a harsh whisper of "Hey!
The heck are you doing in the human world?" Isaac demanded, keeping it quiet to try and avoid disturbing Alicia and Elliot's work. In its shock, the EbiBurgemon slipped off of the lids and landed heavily in front of Isaac. Completely undaunted, it sprung right back on its feet and stared the boy head-on.
"Gifting zese humans with superior Digital World cooking, of course! When zey open zee window, zey shall face zeir humiliation!" Its laugh sounded like someone took what they thought a French person sounded like and put it in a blender. Frankly, it was cringeworthy.
"Well, I'm gonna have to ask you to knock it off," Isaac interrupted. "I kinda like these guys. I'd rather not have them get bugged today, thank you very much."
"Make me, analog swine!"
"Gladly." Out came the Digivice, Isaac grinning confidently at the EbiBurgemon in hopes of scaring it away. Unfortunately, when its pride as a chef was on the line, nothing got in the Digimon's way.
It looked like there was going to be a tussle! |
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Apr 16, 2016 1:59:26 GMT
Alicia smiled as Elliot went off picking up what she needed. She did what she could to take into account Elliot's disability without actually mentioning it. As it was, she managed to pace herself just fine. Elliot had come up with a bit of an idea to bring her what she needed promptly, even with needing one arm on his walking stick at all times. "Thanks! This is a pretty simple thing, so I don't need too much more. Just a little something extra to garnish the plates once I get everything all plated up. Some cilantro perhaps? Just a few sprigs should do the trick."
It said something about Alicia's focus when it came to cooking, when she didn't even so much as flinch at the minor racket outside. True it was just an out of place mon flopping on to the ground, but it was still a bit of noise. Noise that was promptly ignored. Grabbing one of the lemons and a knife, she sliced the fruit in half and then used the sharp end of the blade to help her squeeze the juice out over the shrimp. Then she flipped the pieces over all at once and put more lemon juice on to hit the other side.
Now for the pasta, which Alicia reached for even as she was setting aside the knife and lemon from earlier. With a single motion, the udon was snapped in half to fit perfectly into the first pot and be just the right length when she pulled it out in couple minutes. Then it was off to the tank to fish out a pair of lobsters. No big deal there, right in the other pot they went, whole.
She never even considered the possibility that Isaac might be about to get into a fight right outside her window practically. Hopefully he would be able to keep the noise down. And she would've been thankful to know that he was about to deal with one of those types of people for her. Every chef, learning or otherwise, knew the type. The type of person who thought he was 'holier then thou' for whatever reason and ate food specifically to find something bad about it to say. Or simply believed he was a better chef regardless of what anyone else actually thought or said about his dishes. That was a headache and a half for sure.
Already, though, Alicia was moving on, grabbing a trio of plates out in preparation for the plating while everything else was cooking away. The Steel Spirit User smiled, checking in on the various components. That was the beauty of this dish. Simple as it was, it didn't take too long to cook. That didn't mean there wasn't things she could do though. If there was anything she'd learned from cooking shows, it was that salt was important to a ridiculous extreme. Perfectly balancing this one seasoning could make or break a dish.
Fortunately, she was also well aware that soy sauce had a fair amount of salt in it already, so as she sprinkled the shrimp with some seasoning, she made sure to stay light on the salt so that the soy sauce didn't overpower the dish. It was all the shrimp needed though, and now she was reaching for tools to pull it off the skillet so that she could set it aside to rest while she got the rest of the meal out.
And if Elliot had already gone off to grab the cilantro Alicia had mentioned? He'd be just in time to see her finish with the shrimp, which was a big sign that everything else would be falling into place soon enough.
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 16, 2016 2:16:02 GMT
Elliot found himself slowing in pace as the shrimp came to a sizzle and the lemon was drizzled on. He wanted nothing more than to just hover by the oven and smell how delicious Alicia's cooking was. However, while it would make him a wonderful taste tester, he'd be doing an awful job of actually helping her with cooking if he just did that. He force himself to steel his stomach, forcibly averting his gaze from the pot to make it over to the spices and herb. Thankfully, Alicia seemed like a total pro at organization. Seeing how orderly and alphabetized her spice rack was brought a bit of joy to the boy's heart, and he was able to quickly grab the sprigs of cilantro and bring them to their proper location.
After that he hovered next to Alicia, watching as the shrimp finished cooking and the rest seemed sure to follow. "You're already almost done?" he asked, disbelief and excitement both trembling through his voice. "Ooh, I just can't wait to see the rest! Sorry if we've been tiring you out a bunch today. I bet you've had a lot on your plate, but it still means a lot you took time out of your day to give us a hand like this.
Are things usually pretty busy for you?" It sure sounded like they were! Alicia was a mechanic, and an aspiring chef, and a Digimon hero, and even when she wasn't working she had lots of family to check up on. She must have had a really busy series of days! In a way it almost made him feel like he needed more drive. Generally he sat around and played video games, or sat around and did punishing amounts of homework. He figured it'd be good to get to know Alicia a little bit more, and maybe even find a bit more stuff he could do in his life in the process.
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More irritating french laughter echoed from outside, too obscured by the glass to register as more than a faint murmur to the master chefs inside. "Zis is your surprise, boy? Such tininess could barely pose a threat to moi!" the EbiBurgemon chortled, a snide grin on his face.
"Yeah? You're one to talk, shrimpy!"
"Zat is right! My shrimp is zee essence of my very being! Surprised one so uncultured such as yourself would notice. Now, how are these humans mutilating my beloved shellfish?"
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"Mind if we open the blinds and let some light in?" Elliot asked. If Alicia opened the blinds she would notice a beautiful day outside. The flowers were cheery, the sun was bright, there was a split second of an EbiBurgemon staggering away as an Impmon kept it in a sleeper hold, a bird landed on the windowsill. All the hallmarks of a beautiful day! |
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Apr 16, 2016 2:48:36 GMT
Alicia smiled softly, catching how Elliot's mouth metaphorically watered at the sight even as he turned away. Perhaps it was literally watering too, she wouldn't blame him if it was. There was just something about simple and fresh that gave a new life to food. Before she had just been interested, it was something she wanted to do for a living, to see a smile on someone's face because of something she'd made. When she'd actually made her first successful meal? She'd practically fallen in love with the idea of cooking good food for the sake of cooking.
"Almost, just need to get the pasta out and chop up the lobsters. Then drizzle some soy sauce, zest the lemon, and dice the cilantro." Alicia commented with a chuckle. In the laddle went, scooping out the udon and laying it to rest into the plates after she let the majority of the water drip off. Then the aspiring chef grabbed a cutting board, scooping out the two lobsters which had been boiled to that beautiful bright red that signalled a perfectly done piece of shellfish.
Grabbing a new knife, Alicia went to work cutting away, discarding the inedible parts. The meat of the tail, the main edible part of the critter, was easily peeled out of its shell with no issue at all, and Alicia sighed happily at the sight. "Mmm..." Oh, right, Elliot had been saying things. "No big deal. The matches were my idea anyways. And I can always make a little time for fami-" Alicia paused half way through that word, looking up. She had only acknowledged her feelings subconsciously, and it hadn't been something that really clicked yet.
It was a short pause, and then she continued her work, setting pieces of lobster to rest on the udon as she went. "-Family, surrogate or otherwise." she finished. "And yeah, I suppose things are usually this busy. It certainly accounts for the little mess up front. Thank you for helping me with that too. I do take some time off for myself though, but... well reading sci-fi and fantasy books just doesn't have the same impact or excitement it once did. Maybe I should get into gaming to fill the hours I take to de-stress."
The lobsters were done and evenly plated, the shrimp took a few seconds more to be added in, and the knife went to work finely dicing Cilantro for when it was time to finish garnishing. Grabbing the soy sauce, Alicia hummed a quick tune as she drizzled a small amount of the liquid on to each plate. She'd certainly bring it out for Elliot and Isaac to add more to taste if they so wished though. At last, she grabbed a zester and ran the lemon over it, putting a fine and thin coat on, before sprinkling the diced cilantro on. It was a thing of beauty in her opinion, and she wasn't going to let anyone say otherwise.
"Hmm? Sure why not." Alicia noted, reaching over to do just that. She was just in time to see the oddest thing. An Impmon dragging away some odd... shrimp... thing which was presumably another kind of Digimon.
"Uh... Elliot...?" The Steel Spirit User began. "Was... Was that Isaac just now?"
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 16, 2016 3:07:30 GMT
Ellot had to agree, the food was absolutely gorgeous. His mouth was practically watering just from the sight of it, and his eyes were the size of the dinner plates he would soon be eating off of. He couldn't believe that his super-amazing friend had made this. Heck, he couldn't believe that soon he'd be eating it! Of course, he snapped out of it when he realized that yes, Alicia was saying words also. Best to pay them attention.
"Oh, definitely! A good book's wonderful, but sometimes getting to be in the action directly is great stress relief," Elliot suggested. "I've got lots of them we could play, too. Isaac's not much of a gamer but he's also willing to step up if everyone else is invo- family?" It seemed that an extreme delayed reaction had kicked in, and Elliot was currently shutting down. A bright red spread across the boy's face, and with how busy Alicia was cooking she probably only noticed the fact that he had fallen dead silent. What she might not have noticed was the small, wavering smile spreading across his face, the boy still trying his best to process what he had just heard. He didn't even seem to notice Alicia's comment about Isaac.
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Crap, they opened the window? Why? Isaac pulled back on the sleeper hold, trying to direct the stumbling EbiBurgemon as far away from the window as possible. Elliot and Alicia were going to have a nice, relaxing afternoon even if he had to go one on one with the Burger King in secret to ensure it. Unfortunately, applying a proper sleeper hold was very difficult when the Burgemon was wearing such a big, floppy hat. Isaac was practically blind thanks to this pillowy hamburger bun, and it was making it a lot harder to properly direct the fight along. Still, at least he had made it outside of the window's field of view.
"Have you no shame? Zis hat is worth more than zis entire house!" the EbiBurgemon demanded, trying to paw Isaac off of him. Isaac simply grit his teeth and kept trying to apply the pressure. Elliot and Alicia's relaxation time was worth more than a stupid hat, that's for sure!
"Well I wouldn't have to grab it if somebody wasn't trying to crash the party," he pointed out.
"Zen zey should have known better than to prepare zis affront to cooking!" Cooking was the EbiBurgemon's life, heart, and soul. Literally the core of its data was founded on recipes, cooking shows, and cheesy French accents. In its mind it knew but one thing; to cook, to critique, and to conquer with dishes of its own. How could it simply let by and see this human wasting food? It turned around and ran backwards, slamming Isaac into the south wall of the house a few times. The sleeper hold's biggest weakness was coming into play, and Isaac was too afraid of using anything more explosive.
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Apr 16, 2016 3:22:27 GMT
Elliot had gone quiet, she noticed. And she had a strong idea as to why. She had other things on her mind. Leaning her head out the window, she checked up on Isaac and his impromptu opponent. From the looks of it he was trying to choke the literal little shrimp out. "Hey Isaac! A little to the left and closer towards you, then pull on your forearm to tighten the hold, that should do it! I'm gonna set the plates out on the table and come check on you if you haven't come back in by then."
It was a little shrimp with a bun on its head, how much of a threat could it be to Isaac who had Yasyamon to fall back on should he actually for whatever reason need to go up a level? The little thing couldn't be higher then a rookie, could it? Given Impmon was enough to give it trouble, she felt fairly certain in the assumption of the EbiBurgemon's level. So, with complete confidence in Isaac's ability to deal with the pest, Alicia pulled her head back in, closed the window, and served the plates to the dining room table.
Given that this only took her one trip and it was basically less then a minute between her kitchen and dining room, of course Isaac hadn't had enough time to finish choking the EbiBurgemon out, so Alicia pulled out her D-Scanner as a just in case and marched her way out to meet the scuffling rookies.
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 16, 2016 3:43:59 GMT
"Wait!" Isaac called as Alicia opened the window. "Nothing important here, just taking out the trash!" The EbiBurgemon fumed at the description, stopping his slamming and opening his mouth to make an infuriated lecture. Then Alicia gave her advice, and Isaac beamed. That wasn't what he was expecting at all! He figured it'd be more like "why'd you ruin our day of fun cooking" or "who is this clown even?" At the advice from Alicia Isaac tightened up his choke, and before the EbiBurgemon could continue slamming he gasped and fell to his knees. Isaac flashed a thumbs up to the window, whether Alicia was there to see it or not.
"You know," he warned. "I was only holding back because I didn't want to make any noise and disturb her. Do you want to risk seeing me give it my all?" Isaac generated a small fireball in his hand, tossing it up and down as he looked at the coughing EbiBurgemon. Its eyes traveled up and down as it watched the fireball bounce, not entirely sure if it wanted to play with fire today.
"Well, I think- Croq Grenade!" The EbiBurgemon rolled a small croquette out of its sleeve, flinging it to the ground. It exploded not in noise or in light, but instead in a strange, delicious odor. Isaac found himself dazed and confused by the smell of delicious shrimp, and by the time he shook his head and returned focus the EbiBurgemon was gone. By the time Alicia arrived on the scene, she would only see a confused yet victorious Impmon who reeked of shrimp.
"Guess he couldn't take the heat, so he bailed on me. Sorry for being so hush-hush about it. I figured you and Elliot wouldn't want to be bothered while having fun," he explained. "You guys enjoying yourselves over there?"
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Apr 16, 2016 3:56:36 GMT
Alicia chuckled softly as she showed up, seeing the Impmon all by himself and apparently being on the wrong side of a not-stink bomb from what she was smelling. "Oh yeah, we had a blast getting everything all cooked up. That was actually good timing chasing... whoever that was off. Who was that clown anyways?"
Shrugging to herself, the Steel Spirit User tucked her D-Scanner away. "Ah, who cares. Food is done and ready for eating so come on back in, alright?" Smiling to the Impmon, the young woman turned back around and headed inside, wondering if Elliot had already seated himself at the table and was waiting for them.
Either way, with the nuisance gone, there was nothing left to deal with but delicious food. Or... wait there was one last thing. "By the way," Alicia called just as she was about to head inside. "You and Elliot are surrogate little brothers in my opinion now. Deal with it." If only she had a pair of shades to put on as she dropped that bomb on Isaac all of a sudden, it would've really completed the look as far as internet memes were concerned.
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 16, 2016 4:06:05 GMT
"Of course! No chance I'm missing this," Isaac said. He degenerated back into human form, letting out a sigh of relief as he headed back inside. The EbiBurgemon peeked through the bushes, a strange mix of disdain and envy in his eyes. What? These silly humans continue to eat their own dishes, and not the cuisine of a master? Unacceptable! Perhaps later on he'd take the chance to re-introduce himself, and to prove just what a real master of the culinary arts could do. Then they would see. Oh, yes, they would all see.
Isaac returned to see Elliot already making himself comfortable at the dining room table and Alicia dropping a major news bomb on him. He did a double take, finding himself incredibly confused by the situation. "Wait, what?" he asked, trying to process it. Judging by the spaced out look in Elliot's eyes he was still trying to process it all too. Of course, judging by the goofy grin across his face, he was also more than okay with it. "Really?"
She was one of the only other people who knew he was going all the way back across the sea to California. Why him? Why now? Why did he have to keep getting attached to people he would only have to leave in a few days' time? Didn't they know it'd just hurt them more in the end when he ended up having to leave?
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Apr 16, 2016 4:37:10 GMT
Alicia nodded and smiled, chuckling to herself as she got drinks for everyone before taking a seat. As she planned, she had also gotten the soy sauce in case the two brothers wanted more on their seafood scampi. "Mmm... To a bright day with family, and a still brighter tomorrow, yes?" She asked, clasping her hands. With a quick quip of "Ittadakimasu!" the Steel Spirit User took a pair of chopsticks and began to dig in.
Of course, she had western style utensils set out as well, in case Elliot and Isaac were more comfortable using forks and knives over chopsticks. It just went to show that Alicia balanced a lot of things, most of them unconsciously. East and West in her house, flavors in her cooking, the two sides of her life in her schedule, and even her path as a Spirit User in the forms she had available.
It was almost kind of mind boggling how much she was balancing every which way. She might even get a little dizzy about it if anyone noticed and mentioned it to her.
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 16, 2016 4:48:26 GMT
"Ittadakimasu!" And with that the boys started to dig in, Isaac attempting to get a handle on chopsticks while Elliot turned to the far more familiar fork and knife. They thought on Alicia's statement as they prepared to dig in, each finding themselves having their own reactions.
Elliot, naturally, was excited. He finally got to have a big sister, and such a cool one too! She cooked, she fought, she rode a motorcycle. He'd miss her a ton when he went home, of course, but for the time being he was absolutely stoked! Isaac, meanwhile, found himself continuing to focus on the future. Would they be able to stay in contact with Alicia? Or Maia? Heck, Shi? Any of the people they've met? Or would they all slowly start fading out of their lives, one by one. Previous moves and familiar troubles have left Isaac all to used to the idea of people slowly, inevitably dropping out of his life. Was he ready to take the plunge and risk that happening again? Or was he going to keep his heart a little closer to his chest, even as he met people he really cared about?
Thankfully, good food was always the antidote to troublesome thoughts. Both brothers' eyes lit up as the food hit their mouths for the first time. "Oh man, this is incredible. You did great, Alicia!" Isaac cheered, while Elliot proceeded to devour food in his usual clean-yet-speedy fashion. How he could pack away so much food without even spilling a drop of it was still a mystery to Isaac, who could leave crumbs just from looking at a cookie the wrong way. Regardless, it was abundantly clear that the brothers were completely won over by Alicia's cooking. It had balanced just the right levels of tartness from the lemon, and it was so savory!
"You should keep experimenting with food. You're gonna be some kind of master chef some day," Elliot declared, his voice matter-of-fact. |
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Apr 16, 2016 5:18:11 GMT
The young woman had to smile as she listened to Elliot and Isaac. So many people believed in her it seemed. Especially when it came to her food. Though what Elliot said caught her off guard. Why hadn't she thought of just experimenting and being a self-taught chef? She'd certainly seen it enough times on so many cooking competition shows. If she were to forge ahead on that path, it would certainly lighten her load since she wouldn't have to add a class on top of everything else.
Not to mention being a part of the Digital World now meant her time was already extremely eaten up as is. Maybe it would be best for her to go that way. "Thanks Elliot... I kind of needed someone to mention that to me I guess. I'd been so focused on getting into a culinary school that I forgot a number of successful chefs learned by just figuring things out in their own kitchen..."
Smiling bright, Alicia hummed a tune to herself as she looked on. Perhaps she was looking to the future, perhaps not. Either way it was obvious the young woman was in an even better mood then before. "We have something truly beautiful here, you know? I can tell, something's going to happen to make things work out for everyone..." Well that was an odd thing to bring up. What made her so sure of such a thing?
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