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Who: America [

idkmybfftony] and Poniko [

not_inthedark]
Where: The kitchen
When: Wed., Jan. 6
Rating: PG for UBOAAAAAA
Summary: Poniko tries to cook. America comes and screws it up.
the Story:
Although Poniko preferred to stay in her room and away from the other residents of the mansion, she had recently been venturing out more. She'd gotten a cook book from her closet and had been passing the time trying various recipes out of it.

She had been pleased to find the kitchen empty today, and had proceeded to turn on every light source she could locate. Then she gathered all the ingredients, cookware and utensils she would need and lined them up on the counter top. When everything was ready and in perfect order, she finally got down to following the first steps of the recipe.

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America, thankful that Caroline has returned, is now carrying her in his pocket with him wherever he goes. And now, he's going to the kitchen, to celebrate with another burger. Maybe two.

He walks in, and doesn't pay attention to Poniko, though he does grin and wave at her. Heroes are polite when they want to be, after all! And he starts gathering supplies to make burgers. First let's see what's in the fridge.

Poniko nods slightly to acknowledge America--no need to be rude, since he hasn't opened his mouth yet--and goes back to precisely measuring teaspoonfuls of oil. As long as he doesn't disrupt her, she doesn't see why there's any need to bother with him.

Of course, unfortunately, America is obnoxious. This is why he's lovable, though.

He takes things out and opens things and leaves them there. Yes, he makes a mess when he cooks. Wrappers for burger meat and everything all over the counter, and whatever else in his wake. Did he even wash his hands before he started? Who knows.

America is also humming to himself, it's audible but it's hard to place the sound.

Poniko tries to ignore him, but she twitches every time he fails to clean up after himself. And then she notices the humming. It's so distracting to her, somehow, that she actually mis-measures something.

It is the last straw. She turns to him to ask him to please shut up now, but freezes when she notices Caroline in his pocket.

Okay, so really, this is the last straw.

"What is that?! Get it out of the kitchen!"

America blinks, almost innocently. "Huh?"

Caroline is busy nibbling on a carrot he stuffed into his pocket for her. Munch munch munch. He may or may not smell funny due to having a bunny on his person.

"What is what?"

"That!" She points at his pocket. If he looks closely, he may be able to see a vein in her forehead throbbing.

"Why did you bring it into the kitchen?! It's unsanitary!"

"Hey! Don't say things like that! You'll hurt her feelings!"

The bunny continues to nibble on the carrot, ear twitching every so often. She's so cute though, isn't she?

"Oh, it can't understand me!"

Poniko is immune to cute things. It comes from living in Madotsuki's eff'd up subconscious.

"Get it out of the kitchen! And clean up your mess. It's disgusting."

"Yes it can! And it is a she!" God, Poniko. Get it right.

"I'm not cleaning up anything! I'm not finished cooking yet!" And even after that, it's doubtful that he will. He's not moving from what he's doing, waiting for his burgers to cook. With his bunny in his pocket. Yup.

"No it can't! It's just an animal!" And it is filthy and probably has fleas and skdljclkvzc why is it in the kitchen?!

"You're making a huge mess and it's in the way!"

"There's no reason for you to overreact, sheesh."

Now he's just ignoring her, and going back to humming. His burgers are almost done anyway.

Bunny still munches quietly in his pocket.

She seethes in his general direction and starts to clean up after him. There's no way she can concentrate on cooking properly if the kitchen is messy.

And that's fine. America's used to having other people clean up after him. So he's making his burgers and leaves the stove a mess and goes to sit down.

Unknowingly, to him, Caroline drops a piece of carrot, and hops out of his pocket to continue nibbling on it.

If Poniko were the type to curse, she would be doing so now. Loudly. You don't leave greasy messes on the stove, America! Do you have any idea how hard they are to clean up?!

As she's on her way to get a new dish rag, she notices Caroline on the floor. With a small cry of frustration, she grabs the rabbit by the scruff of the neck and yanks her up into the air. She's not really sure what she's going to do with her, but she can't ignore the need to get the creature out of the kitchen.

"Hey!" America is very possessive of his bunny since it was stolen the first time, so he's up on his feet and moving to take Caroline back.

"Stop picking on her!"

"It's filthy! It shouldn't be in the kitchen!"

She heads for the door to toss the rabbit out of the room.

"She's not filthy!"

You are not throwing my bunny! He grabs her wrist and while he's mindful of his strength, the action isn't very gentle.

"She has every right to be here as you do!"

Poniko tries to jerk her arm away.

"It's a rabbit! It doesn't have rights! Now let go!"

Good job, Poniko, you are now labeled as a bunny bully in America's eyes. He grins at her and waggles a finger on his other hand, because even when he's angry, he's a cocky SOB.

"Yes, she does! And I'm not letting you go until you give her back to me! You're making her scared, and that's not cool!"

Well, Poniko thinks America's lazy and dumb, so I guess we'll call it even? She pulls at her arm again, but probably to little effect, and holds Caroline out at arms length.

"Get her out of the kitchen and you can have her back!"

"Give her back to me and I'll get her out of the kitchen!"

America is a brat. Meaning, he always gets his way. Meaning, he's going to start whining soon. But no, for now, he doesn't even flinch at her arm being tugged.

Poniko scowls at him for a moment, then shoves Caroline into his hands.

"Fine.

"Thanks!" America puts Caroline back in his pocket with a grin, and goes back to what he was doing. Of course, you can't have hamburgers without a milk shake!

All supplies come out which results in melty ice cream all over the counter, everything goes all into the blender, and the button is pressed and... a fuse blows, shutting all the lights off in the kitchen.

"Huh? What the hell?"

The blender's probably made in Korea.

Poniko glares at his back. Whatever he is doing, it obviously does not involve getting the rabbit out of the kitchen.

"Hey, you said you'd--"

And then the lights go out.

Poniko's voice cuts off abruptly as the room goes dark. It may take a few moments for America's eyes to adjust, but even before they do, it's obvious there's something not right in the room.

There's a low, hollow noise, like someone screaming at the end of a long tunnel, and the air itself feels heavy. The only way to describe it is as waves of despair, paranoia and hopelessness that spread through the room from the spot where Poniko was standing.

She's not there anymore, though. There's something there instead. It's black and white and monstrous, and what could stand in for its face looks like it's melting off.

America, meet Uboa.

America is more than willing to say 'screw it' to faulty technology and the fact that the mansion can't handle everything on in one room at once and just try to eat/drink it half blended. Or maybe the lights going off happened on purpose. Who knows, really.

However, the feeling is definitely noticed, and America turns, in mid lifting of the blender. Poniko must've given up, right?

That freakish blob thing is noticed, as well as the feelings that hit him at once. Now, since America is a hero, he has two options here:

1) defeat the blob like a boss and eat his burgers on its smoltering corpse

Or

2) scream and run like a wee petite babby

Guess which one he picks?

"AHHHHHHWHATTHEFUCKGHOSTGHOSTGHOOOOOOOSTITSGONNAEATMEEEEEE!"

He drops the blender and it shatters, Caroline freaks out and runs to hide while America tries to break the door down while screaming why isn't opening.

Edited 2010-01-06 00:11 (UTC)

The door won't open no matter how hard he tries, and the lights wouldn't turn on even if the fuse hadn't blown. America is stuck in the room with this horrifying blob monster and the growing sense of despair and paranoia.

At least it doesn't move around, though, right?

And he's lost all of his milk shake. His life sucks so much at the moment.

He slides down the door once his hands begin to hurt, gripping at his hair and breathing accelerated. These feelings, what the hell are they? It's like... 9/11 and Pearl Harbor and the Revolution, rolled together and multiplied by a zillion.

The creepy blob thing isn't helping, and America can't move near it. He's terrified of everything that he doesn't know or understand, and considering how whimpering and screaming and clawing at the door isn't helping matters any, he finally just kind of.. exhausts himself emotionally and psychologically, and passes out.

Sometime later, Poniko comes to in the dark. She immediately panics and flees the room, probably tripping over America on the way out. She leaves him, because she is terrified of the dark and needs to be where it's light stat. So the hero gets left alone in the kitchen to recover on his own.

Suddenly, there is Beast Boy.

No amount of words could possibly begin to describe his week, so we'll just forgo all the lead-up and conclude that BB's hungry and seriously needs a tofu burger. What he isn't expecting is tripping over a collapsed figure in the doorway. He smacks his chin on the floor, one of his fangs cutting into his lip.

Now, he doesn't immediately freak out. He's a hero! More importantly, he is a hero who has had many interesting nights with a certain delinquent from the 60s, meaning this isn't the first nor the last motionless body he will trip over in his lifetime. When he manages to crawl away from the prone figure, he notices that it's America passed out in the doorway.

He's torn between freaking out now or in 4 seconds. He chooses the later.

"Uh? America? Dude? Why're you in the doorway."

No response. BB pokes his cheek.

"America?"

More pokes all over the face.

"Bro?"

Shaking his shoulders.

"DUDE?!"

Violently shaking the body (which is way heavier than he thought, holy crap this guy could put Cyborg to shame) and possibly making America's head flop and slam against the floor.

Cue panic.

"Ohcrapohcrapit'slikethetimeIdidn'tactuallykillKite DON'T WORRY AMERICA, I'LL FIX YOU!"

In true American Hero style, Beast Boy leaps to his feet, shifting into some weird Wookie thing (http://i50.tinypic.com/ap3dv.jpg) and carrying the country over to the kitchen table. If America was awake, he might admire the unnecessary intensity with which BB was doing all this. He flipped open his Titan communicator, looking like quite the Bruce Willis.

"Mini Shark. Bring me my bag."

Oh god run.

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You did not see my html derp orz

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He will have to somehow turn the lights out for her to trasform

oh fux thats right... ummm

1/2 - You're a genius

2/2 - Man, I suck at describing this shit B|

lol its ok bb <3

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