MHA #6 Sunday

[arboreal_priestess]

As much as Verity wanted to be out there, dealing with tremens herself, her first priority had been getting Liam safely home. She went with her home over his, since he still didn't have a real bed, though considering the state of her cupboards, maybe his place would have been the better idea after all.

But hey, this was Fandom. Takeout during an invasion was a thing, wasn't it? Especially if she tipped really well?

Whatever, they could make it work. Maybe Liam would believe that stale tortilla omelettes were a common Pacific Northwest breakfast food.

...She needed to go grocery shopping like whoa.

[For the guy!]

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[firstofitskind]

Liam rolled his eyes. "You'd think. But apparently Recycling Amnesty Day is the day where you can recycle all the crap that you normally shouldn't."

[arboreal_priestess]

"Like...lithium batteries and stuff?"

Even after a year on the island, Verity's imagination could sometimes be disappointingly small.

[firstofitskind]

"Like raccoons."

Liam hadn't even known they had raccoons on the island until that particular incident.

[arboreal_priestess]

"...How do you recycle a raccoon?" Verity asked, not 100% sure she wanted to know the answer.

[firstofitskind]

"I'm still trying to decide if I want to ask that question," Liam admitted.

[arboreal_priestess]

"That's a good point," Verity said with a shudder. "Someone might answer."

[firstofitskind]

“My thoughts exactly,” Liam nodded. A beat, then a teasing grin. “So. On to better topics... like is there anything in here we can scrounge together for breakfast?”

[arboreal_priestess]

"Errrr...." She looked at the mice, wondering for a moment if they were inclined to share. And...that was a no.

"Maybe some eggs?"

[firstofitskind]

“We can make that work,” Liam decided. “Probably wiser than asking someone to deliver in the midst of whatever this is.”

[arboreal_priestess]

"I dunno..." Verity said, trying to remember how long eggs were good for. And when she bought them. "Like, if they took a drink before they left, that should get them here and back before it wears off, right?"

[firstofitskind]

"Assuming they don't just get caught themselves," Liam pointed out.

It hadn't been fun, and certainly wasn't a process he'd wish on anyone.

[arboreal_priestess]

"True enough," Verity sighed, wishing she were a little more selfish. "Eggs and hopefully toast then?"

She'd just gotten bread last week, she knew that much. Because grilled cheese was almost real food. Which meant she probably still had cheese, too, since the mice wouldn't go near Kraft singles.

[firstofitskind]

"Works for me," Liam decided. "There is one tiny problem though..."

[arboreal_priestess]

"What's that?" Verity asked.

Was it butter? It was probably butter. Verity couldn't say whether she had butter in the house if you paid her.

[firstofitskind]

"We'd have to move," Liam admitted with a deeply dramatic sigh.

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity looked at him in confusion for a long moment--and then laughed, thinking how very far away from that her brain had been.

"True," she said, snuggling closer. "And you are really comfortable. Are you sure it's worth getting up for?"

[firstofitskind]

"Eventually, sure. Probably." Liam admitted. He'd been the one to bring up breakfast in the first place, after all.

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity draped her legs over Liam's lap. "I mean, I hear brunch is pretty great this time of year."

[firstofitskind]

"Sounds good to me," Liam said, bringing one hand up to play absently with a lock of Verity's hair. "I'll even let you have all the coffee." So generous, considering it was Verity's coffee to begin with.

[arboreal_priestess]

"You do care," Verity said. "You know, I have a present for you in the cupboard over the sink. You should go check it out."

That was one grocery item she definitely remembered purchasing. A box of tea--not Lipton's but the real stuff--for when Liam came over to visit.

[firstofitskind]

"Hmmm," Liam hummed. "And now we've circled back around to 'getting up', I see." But present!

[arboreal_priestess]

"I mean, it's not going anywhere," Verity amended, running her fingers through his hair. "So the question is, which is a stronger pull for you? Curiosity? Or cuddles?"

Your girlfriend was mean, Liam.

[firstofitskind]

So mean.

"Well," Liam said. "It's not like we couldn't go back to the latter after I check out this present of yours," he reasoned. "I mean. Neither of us exactly has plans to go anywhere at the moment," he added, watching Verity's reaction carefully. He was feeling somewhat guilty about not being out there himself, but the events of Friday evening were still just a little too fresh in his mind to really want to subject himself to that possibility again just now.

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity was a cryptozoologist. She totally understood curiosity before cuddles. And while, yeah, she'd like to be out there? She was perfectly content to be in here with Liam, too. Might have been different if the island weren't full of people who could take care of themselves, but...

"Shoo," she said, pulling her legs back over him. "Go see what I got you."

[firstofitskind]

"I'll be right back," Liam promised.

He headed in to the kitchen, making a beeline for the cupboard Verity had mentioned. A warm feeling bloomed in his chest when he spotted the tea, at the idea that his presence was welcome, invited. Which, yes, she'd said as much, previously, but this was... tangible evidence.

A bit of scrounging in the fridge turned up the eggs Verity had mentioned, as well as a few slices of ham that passed the sniff test, and some not-really-cheese. Not exactly the ingredients of a gourmet omelette, but they'd do. And she did have actual bread, so there were no stale tortillas involved!

So a few minutes later he was back, carefully balancing a tray with a couple of plates of omelettes and toast, as well as coffee for Verity and tea for himself.

"Figured since I was up anyway, might as well take care of the food question," he explained.