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wildlionchef in the_zoneWho: Byodoin and Tachibana
When: August 12
Where: Tachibana’s room and then the kitchen
What: Planning Christmas.
Byodoin had been enjoying his vacation from Kintarou, lounging by the pool and enjoying a few drinks. That didn't mean he didn't have his mind in the game, however. No, he knew that there was still work to do if he didn't want the base descending into chaos when Kintarou returned.
And so, still clad in his UEA issued speedos he showed up at Tachibana’s door, knocking loudly.
They had a Christmas to plan.
Tachibana answered the door and was very confused by what he saw. “Byodoin-san…um…is everything alright?” Why would the man come to his room in a speedo if it was?
Byodoin nodded his head, handing a mixed drink to Tachibana in greeting.
"We need to plan for when the brat gets back, right? Well I found some time in my busy vacation to work that in."
Tachibana looked at the drink, still confused, until Byodoin spoke again. “Oh!” He stepped aside to let Byodoin in. “Christmas, that’s right.” He pulled up a chair for Byodoin. “...Ah, don’t mind the wall of cards. That’s Kin-chan’s.”
Byodoin looked at the cards and shrugged. "It's good the brat has something to keep him busy. He's most dangerous when he's bored."
Byodoin sat on Kintarou's bed, ready to get down to discussing the holiday they'd made up for Kintarou. "So. Christmas. I trust you'll make a cake for it? With like, a frosting snowman on it?"
“I’ve learned that.” Tachibana nodded. When Kin was bored, things got destroyed. “...I was already planning to make a cake. I can do a frosting snowman. In a little Santa hat, even.”
Byodoin nodded. "But not an all out Santa. We don't want him thinking he can eat Santa." He might bite Sanada, and that would be bad.
Speaking of...
"I've recruited Sanada to wear the Santa costume, since the brat wants a photo with us all."
Tachibana snorted. “Yes, that would be bad.” He nodded. “Yeah, I was panicking for a bit when he asked for that photo. That’s a good solution, and an even bigger incentive for him not biting Santa.”
Byodoin nodded his head. "He luckily already knows not to try to wrestle Santa. Though who knows, Sanada might be okay at it."
Sanada was in pretty good shape, after all.
"...We should decide on gifts next. The brat will be expecting them. Any idea what he'd want?"
Tachibana frowned in thought. “I mean, he’s a very simple guy. I think he would be happy with almost anything. What has he gotten in years past?”
"Toys. Usually we're closer to a place to get him action figures and toy spacecraft. Though you're right, the boy would like anything." Byodoin looked thoughtful. "Maybe we can have them 3D print a figure that looks like you."
Tachibana nearly choked on his spit. “Why me? I’m not a superhero!” Then he looked at the cards on the wall. Oh. “...He would probably actually like that…”
Byodoin nodded his head. "You're a superhero in his mind. I am too, honesty. Maybe that can make figures of both of us for him."
Kintarou would probably be thrilled. It was all a question of if they had anyone on base good at 3D modeling.
Tachibana looked exhausted at the mere thought. “He’s a very pure-minded person, despite the destruction that manages to follow him.” He looked at Byodoin, suddenly the weight of Kin-chan’s confession weighing heavy on him. He had looked at the cards and tied some pieces together that suddenly made Kin-chan make a lot of sense.
But does he dare broach the topic with Byodoin and potentially be murdered for it?
“Kin told me something.”
Apparently yes. Tachibana was choosing death.
Byodoin yawned, not catching on to the gravity of whatever it was that Kintarou had said, because the brat said a lot of things. Constantly. He never shut up.
"Oh? What did the brat tell you? It was probably nonsense, whatever it was."
Tachibana wanted to laugh it off and agree, but he just couldn’t stop himself. “He said he wasn’t really thirty. He said he met you when he was ten, your card says you knew him when he enlisted, and his card says he’s been in the military for 10 years…He’s twenty, isn’t he?”
Byodoin raised an eyebrow, his expression hardening. "Watch your mouth. Insinuating that the UEA would kidnap a child is something I'm supposed to kill people over."
Even if it was entirely fucking true.
"...But you're too useful to die, so keep your mouth shut and we'll pretend you never said anything." He was concerned that Kintarou of all people seemed to be figuring it out, though.
Tachibana’s eyes widened because that was basically a confirmation. Still, he gave a slow nod. “You might want to talk to him and let him know he’s definitely 30, then, and that he’s just confused.” As much as he hated lying to Kin-chan, it was probably for the best.
Byodoin nodded his head. "I'll have a talk with him and remind him about all his extra birthdays. Thank you for bringing it to my attention."
He sighed. What a headache.
Well, that was terrifying. “I’m hoping some frozen octopus is going to be in the next drop. I think it’s scheduled to be here before the teams come back…”
Byodoin nodded his head. "The brat does love his takoyaki, so he'll appreciate that. It would be good if it was here by his return."
Not that either of them had any control over the supply shuttles.
"Yeah, all I can do is hope." Tachibana sighed. "Okay, so we've got food, cake, gifts, and Santa. Is there anything else we need?"
Byodoin shook his head. "Just to make our nightly call to the brat to make sure he hasn't ripped any doors off things. You ready?"
Tachibana nodded. "Hopefully he's being good. He really wants to see Santa." And honestly, Tachibana wanted him to as well.
Byodoin nodded in agreement. "He definitely does. And I'd prefer he managed to see Santa too. Kid deserves something nice after a long mission."
"He is a good kid. I worry about him." Kin didn't have a good grasp of death or consequences, and Tachibana worried one day something bad would happen. "At least the treadmills are getting a break."
"Not just the treadmills, I'm getting a break too!" Byodoin laughed, though he missed that damn brat a bit too. He kept things interesting around here. "Oh yeah. I wanted to ask if you could make some cookies when the expeditions return. Floofy english tea biscuit things. I'm working on impressing Safety."
Tachibana stared at him in confusion. “...Mizuki-san? You want me to make cookies for Mizuki-san…? I thought you thought he was useless?”
Byodoin shrugged. "The guy grew on me. Stil has a dumb ass job though."
Nothing was going to make him think 'safety consultant' was anything other than a dumb ass profession, but the man had a nice ass and was strong willed. And those were things Byodoin liked.
"I want to have something nice waiting for him when he gets back. To show him what a nice guy I am."
“Then you should make the cookies yourself.” Tachibana said. “It’ll mean more that way.” Seriously, did Byodoin want Tachibana to make cookies just to help him get laid?
Byodoin stared at Tachibana like he'd grown a second head. Make the cookies himself? Ridiculous. It wasn't as if the cookies were going to be enough to get him some ass anyway. He was playing the long game.
"I don't think I'm the baking type." He finally stated.
“Anyone can bake.” Tachibana insisted. “And I know Mizuki-san well enough to know he won’t be impressed if you just got me to make cookies.”
Byodoin sighed. Well, he was already this deep in things. Why not add baking to his list of sacrifices?
"Fine. Teach me to bake then."
Tachibana smiled. “Wonderful. I think you’ll learn fast.” He started to head out of his room. “Shall we?”
Byodoin blinked and shrugged. He hadn't thought Tachibana meant right now, but sure, he could bake in his speedo. Whatever made the man happy.
He got up and followed Tachibana.
Tachibana laughed. “I’ll just show you today, and then we can bake closer to when they come back. Sound good?”
Byodoin nodded his head. "Sounds fine to me. I'll have to practice some to make something good enough for Safety anyway. He's picky."
Tachibana nodded. “Mizuki-san is very refined. I have some recipes that might work, though.” Something with rose, maybe.
Byodoin nodded his head. "Yeah, the guy has a bit of a rose theme going on... whole room smells like the stuff. So it's safe to assume he'd like something with rose." Much more and Mizuki might turn into a rose.
"So my instinct with roses was right." Tachibana looked pleased with himself as they made it into the kitchen and started pulling ingredients out.
Byodoin stood there. Just... watching. What else was he supposed to do? It's not like he'd ever baked before. "So what got you into cooking, anyway?"
Tachibana got a quick dough made and handed over the bowl. “Mix, please.” He started getting out the roses and herbs that the cookies would need. “...I always liked it, but but I really got into it after working in a soup kitchen.”
Byodoin did what he was told and started mixing the ingredients. In a speedo. This was seriously weird, Tachibana. "Soup kitchen, huh? Community service?" He could imagine Tachibana as a wild youth, and wild youths didn't work at soup kitchens without reason.
Tachibana nodded. “Yeah. I got pissed off at an asshole shopkeeper who was overcharging for food in a food desert… so I stole all his fresh fruit and smoke bombed his store.”
"So a Robin Hood story. Sounds like you." Byodoin snorted as he stood there, eternally mixing cookie dough. "A do gooder even when you're trying to be bad."
Tachibana sighed. “Yeah, everyone keeps saying that.” He took the bowl from Byodoin and added the roses and herbs. Then he went to the closet to grab an apron. “Wanna put this on so you’re covered? Totally forgot to ask.”
Byodoin looked at the apron and shrugged, before taking it and putting it on. He was secure enough in his masculinity to wear even the frilliest apron if he had to. "So do I mix them more now or what?"
“Yeah, and I’ll get the cookie tray ready.” Tachibana went and got that ready while Byodoin mixed. “...I bet Kin-chan would get a kick out of the way you’re dressed.”
Byodoin shrugged. "Well, someone dragged me here in the speedo, so obviously I'd have to wear the apron." He probably wouldn't bother if he was properly dressed. Let flour get on him, he didn't care.
He got back to mixing his bowl. "This really isn't too hard I guess. I could probably manage cookies for Safety on the regular if it gets me some ass."
Tachibana laughed. “Sorry, I guess I was so bored I didn’t consider your state of dress.” He put down the pans. “Okay, now all you do is roll the dough into little balls and put them on the tray.”
Byodoin shrugged and started making little balls... which quickly became dicks. "Might as well have some fun... now I can tell people to eat a dick."
"...These aren't going to be for him, I hope." Tachibana said, a bit exasperated. "That will definitely not win him over."
"No, these.are practice cookies. I might test them on Dr. Sexy. He seems like he'd appreciate eating a dick." Byodoin was enjoying this. Thanks Tachibana. "Anyway. While this bakes why don't we call the brat?"
Tachibana laughed. Byodoin had a weird sense of humor, but it wasn't bad. "Sure, let's call Kin-chan. And if the cookies come out well, we'll make them again before the teams come back."
Byodoin nodded his head. "...thanks, Tachibana. You're not a bad guy."
And so off they went to call Kintarou.
When: August 12
Where: Tachibana’s room and then the kitchen
What: Planning Christmas.
Byodoin had been enjoying his vacation from Kintarou, lounging by the pool and enjoying a few drinks. That didn't mean he didn't have his mind in the game, however. No, he knew that there was still work to do if he didn't want the base descending into chaos when Kintarou returned.
And so, still clad in his UEA issued speedos he showed up at Tachibana’s door, knocking loudly.
They had a Christmas to plan.
Tachibana answered the door and was very confused by what he saw. “Byodoin-san…um…is everything alright?” Why would the man come to his room in a speedo if it was?
Byodoin nodded his head, handing a mixed drink to Tachibana in greeting.
"We need to plan for when the brat gets back, right? Well I found some time in my busy vacation to work that in."
Tachibana looked at the drink, still confused, until Byodoin spoke again. “Oh!” He stepped aside to let Byodoin in. “Christmas, that’s right.” He pulled up a chair for Byodoin. “...Ah, don’t mind the wall of cards. That’s Kin-chan’s.”
Byodoin looked at the cards and shrugged. "It's good the brat has something to keep him busy. He's most dangerous when he's bored."
Byodoin sat on Kintarou's bed, ready to get down to discussing the holiday they'd made up for Kintarou. "So. Christmas. I trust you'll make a cake for it? With like, a frosting snowman on it?"
“I’ve learned that.” Tachibana nodded. When Kin was bored, things got destroyed. “...I was already planning to make a cake. I can do a frosting snowman. In a little Santa hat, even.”
Byodoin nodded. "But not an all out Santa. We don't want him thinking he can eat Santa." He might bite Sanada, and that would be bad.
Speaking of...
"I've recruited Sanada to wear the Santa costume, since the brat wants a photo with us all."
Tachibana snorted. “Yes, that would be bad.” He nodded. “Yeah, I was panicking for a bit when he asked for that photo. That’s a good solution, and an even bigger incentive for him not biting Santa.”
Byodoin nodded his head. "He luckily already knows not to try to wrestle Santa. Though who knows, Sanada might be okay at it."
Sanada was in pretty good shape, after all.
"...We should decide on gifts next. The brat will be expecting them. Any idea what he'd want?"
Tachibana frowned in thought. “I mean, he’s a very simple guy. I think he would be happy with almost anything. What has he gotten in years past?”
"Toys. Usually we're closer to a place to get him action figures and toy spacecraft. Though you're right, the boy would like anything." Byodoin looked thoughtful. "Maybe we can have them 3D print a figure that looks like you."
Tachibana nearly choked on his spit. “Why me? I’m not a superhero!” Then he looked at the cards on the wall. Oh. “...He would probably actually like that…”
Byodoin nodded his head. "You're a superhero in his mind. I am too, honesty. Maybe that can make figures of both of us for him."
Kintarou would probably be thrilled. It was all a question of if they had anyone on base good at 3D modeling.
Tachibana looked exhausted at the mere thought. “He’s a very pure-minded person, despite the destruction that manages to follow him.” He looked at Byodoin, suddenly the weight of Kin-chan’s confession weighing heavy on him. He had looked at the cards and tied some pieces together that suddenly made Kin-chan make a lot of sense.
But does he dare broach the topic with Byodoin and potentially be murdered for it?
“Kin told me something.”
Apparently yes. Tachibana was choosing death.
Byodoin yawned, not catching on to the gravity of whatever it was that Kintarou had said, because the brat said a lot of things. Constantly. He never shut up.
"Oh? What did the brat tell you? It was probably nonsense, whatever it was."
Tachibana wanted to laugh it off and agree, but he just couldn’t stop himself. “He said he wasn’t really thirty. He said he met you when he was ten, your card says you knew him when he enlisted, and his card says he’s been in the military for 10 years…He’s twenty, isn’t he?”
Byodoin raised an eyebrow, his expression hardening. "Watch your mouth. Insinuating that the UEA would kidnap a child is something I'm supposed to kill people over."
Even if it was entirely fucking true.
"...But you're too useful to die, so keep your mouth shut and we'll pretend you never said anything." He was concerned that Kintarou of all people seemed to be figuring it out, though.
Tachibana’s eyes widened because that was basically a confirmation. Still, he gave a slow nod. “You might want to talk to him and let him know he’s definitely 30, then, and that he’s just confused.” As much as he hated lying to Kin-chan, it was probably for the best.
Byodoin nodded his head. "I'll have a talk with him and remind him about all his extra birthdays. Thank you for bringing it to my attention."
He sighed. What a headache.
Well, that was terrifying. “I’m hoping some frozen octopus is going to be in the next drop. I think it’s scheduled to be here before the teams come back…”
Byodoin nodded his head. "The brat does love his takoyaki, so he'll appreciate that. It would be good if it was here by his return."
Not that either of them had any control over the supply shuttles.
"Yeah, all I can do is hope." Tachibana sighed. "Okay, so we've got food, cake, gifts, and Santa. Is there anything else we need?"
Byodoin shook his head. "Just to make our nightly call to the brat to make sure he hasn't ripped any doors off things. You ready?"
Tachibana nodded. "Hopefully he's being good. He really wants to see Santa." And honestly, Tachibana wanted him to as well.
Byodoin nodded in agreement. "He definitely does. And I'd prefer he managed to see Santa too. Kid deserves something nice after a long mission."
"He is a good kid. I worry about him." Kin didn't have a good grasp of death or consequences, and Tachibana worried one day something bad would happen. "At least the treadmills are getting a break."
"Not just the treadmills, I'm getting a break too!" Byodoin laughed, though he missed that damn brat a bit too. He kept things interesting around here. "Oh yeah. I wanted to ask if you could make some cookies when the expeditions return. Floofy english tea biscuit things. I'm working on impressing Safety."
Tachibana stared at him in confusion. “...Mizuki-san? You want me to make cookies for Mizuki-san…? I thought you thought he was useless?”
Byodoin shrugged. "The guy grew on me. Stil has a dumb ass job though."
Nothing was going to make him think 'safety consultant' was anything other than a dumb ass profession, but the man had a nice ass and was strong willed. And those were things Byodoin liked.
"I want to have something nice waiting for him when he gets back. To show him what a nice guy I am."
“Then you should make the cookies yourself.” Tachibana said. “It’ll mean more that way.” Seriously, did Byodoin want Tachibana to make cookies just to help him get laid?
Byodoin stared at Tachibana like he'd grown a second head. Make the cookies himself? Ridiculous. It wasn't as if the cookies were going to be enough to get him some ass anyway. He was playing the long game.
"I don't think I'm the baking type." He finally stated.
“Anyone can bake.” Tachibana insisted. “And I know Mizuki-san well enough to know he won’t be impressed if you just got me to make cookies.”
Byodoin sighed. Well, he was already this deep in things. Why not add baking to his list of sacrifices?
"Fine. Teach me to bake then."
Tachibana smiled. “Wonderful. I think you’ll learn fast.” He started to head out of his room. “Shall we?”
Byodoin blinked and shrugged. He hadn't thought Tachibana meant right now, but sure, he could bake in his speedo. Whatever made the man happy.
He got up and followed Tachibana.
Tachibana laughed. “I’ll just show you today, and then we can bake closer to when they come back. Sound good?”
Byodoin nodded his head. "Sounds fine to me. I'll have to practice some to make something good enough for Safety anyway. He's picky."
Tachibana nodded. “Mizuki-san is very refined. I have some recipes that might work, though.” Something with rose, maybe.
Byodoin nodded his head. "Yeah, the guy has a bit of a rose theme going on... whole room smells like the stuff. So it's safe to assume he'd like something with rose." Much more and Mizuki might turn into a rose.
"So my instinct with roses was right." Tachibana looked pleased with himself as they made it into the kitchen and started pulling ingredients out.
Byodoin stood there. Just... watching. What else was he supposed to do? It's not like he'd ever baked before. "So what got you into cooking, anyway?"
Tachibana got a quick dough made and handed over the bowl. “Mix, please.” He started getting out the roses and herbs that the cookies would need. “...I always liked it, but but I really got into it after working in a soup kitchen.”
Byodoin did what he was told and started mixing the ingredients. In a speedo. This was seriously weird, Tachibana. "Soup kitchen, huh? Community service?" He could imagine Tachibana as a wild youth, and wild youths didn't work at soup kitchens without reason.
Tachibana nodded. “Yeah. I got pissed off at an asshole shopkeeper who was overcharging for food in a food desert… so I stole all his fresh fruit and smoke bombed his store.”
"So a Robin Hood story. Sounds like you." Byodoin snorted as he stood there, eternally mixing cookie dough. "A do gooder even when you're trying to be bad."
Tachibana sighed. “Yeah, everyone keeps saying that.” He took the bowl from Byodoin and added the roses and herbs. Then he went to the closet to grab an apron. “Wanna put this on so you’re covered? Totally forgot to ask.”
Byodoin looked at the apron and shrugged, before taking it and putting it on. He was secure enough in his masculinity to wear even the frilliest apron if he had to. "So do I mix them more now or what?"
“Yeah, and I’ll get the cookie tray ready.” Tachibana went and got that ready while Byodoin mixed. “...I bet Kin-chan would get a kick out of the way you’re dressed.”
Byodoin shrugged. "Well, someone dragged me here in the speedo, so obviously I'd have to wear the apron." He probably wouldn't bother if he was properly dressed. Let flour get on him, he didn't care.
He got back to mixing his bowl. "This really isn't too hard I guess. I could probably manage cookies for Safety on the regular if it gets me some ass."
Tachibana laughed. “Sorry, I guess I was so bored I didn’t consider your state of dress.” He put down the pans. “Okay, now all you do is roll the dough into little balls and put them on the tray.”
Byodoin shrugged and started making little balls... which quickly became dicks. "Might as well have some fun... now I can tell people to eat a dick."
"...These aren't going to be for him, I hope." Tachibana said, a bit exasperated. "That will definitely not win him over."
"No, these.are practice cookies. I might test them on Dr. Sexy. He seems like he'd appreciate eating a dick." Byodoin was enjoying this. Thanks Tachibana. "Anyway. While this bakes why don't we call the brat?"
Tachibana laughed. Byodoin had a weird sense of humor, but it wasn't bad. "Sure, let's call Kin-chan. And if the cookies come out well, we'll make them again before the teams come back."
Byodoin nodded his head. "...thanks, Tachibana. You're not a bad guy."
And so off they went to call Kintarou.
