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[coffeejunkie]

[Hi again, Luceti. Normally, Otonashi's face would not appear again so soon—he isn't exactly a social butterfly—but unfortunate events demand it. Behind him are two muttering boys in the kitchen, trying so very hard to figure out the ~mystery~ of instant ramen and microwaved eggs. How many SSS members does it take to cook a meal?

At least three, apparently. Moving on!]

Uh... hi, everyone. I've never had to do this before, but... [He exhales slowly.] I'm here to say that Yotsuba disappeared. She didn't write anyone any notes goodbye, so I don't have anything to give to any of you.

Sorry... but she probably wouldn't have wanted to spend so much time writing to so many friends, right? That's hard work for a little girl, you know... [Otonashi tries to keep it light-hearted, and it kinda works but it's not perfect. In the background, Noda scoffs and mutters something about a wuss, but the rest is just food prep noise. He seems ready to close the feed—]

Eh—? You can't cook ramen with nothing in the pan but... thick oil and noodles! Even I know that! [The blue-haired boy shrugs and stares at the pan, laughing awkwardly. He mutters something.] N-no, no, you have to add water—

Noda, not yet! Get out of the wa—! [... And then there is a thick layer of oil splashed over the journal, clanging, and screaming everywhere.

JUST ANOTHER DAY AT THE LOUDEST HOUSE IN LUCETI.]

((ooc: Responses might come from anyone in House 40! This can be trainwrecking, frequent_flyer, hatesguns. Threadjacking is a-okay. House 40 is never okay. Carry on.))

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[trainwrecking]

Oh, we have noodles... [You're tempting fate, Otonashi.] And rice, spices...

[They'll have to check the rice for bugs though. Better safe than sorry and he'd rather not have mobile "rice." EW.]

Eh— Noda, why did you get out chocolate chips?

[frequent_flyer]

[The early bird catches the worm, but Hinata prefers cereal.]

[The blunette would stumble out of his room at some point in the afternoon, scratching himself inappropriately and yawning loudly enough to draw attention, stretching his arms into the air and popping his back theatrically.]

Ahh... Good morning, Otonashi-kun! [Yes, he sees you, Noda. He's just choosing to ignore you.]

[...Until he sees the bag of chocolate chips in Noda's hand.] ...Are you making cookies, Noda? [You know. Housewife stuff.]

[hatesguns]

[Noda gives a clearly disgusted face at Hinata.] Why would I be making cookies? You make it yourself if you want them.

[And then he shoves the bag into Hinata's hands, and folds his arms across his chest, back to being the Most Difficult Idiot to Handle.]

[trainwrecking]

Good afternoon... [Except it's not really all that good right now. Thanks Noda.]

No, he's not being helpful! You could try doing something, this benefits you too! Are you worried that cooking is "woman's work?!"

[frequent_flyer]

[He takes the chocolate chips as they're thrust at him, looking curiously down at the bag of semi-sweet morsels in his hands. For the moment, Noda's disgust is lost on him, muttering to himself.] What's wrong with cookies..?

Is there anything I can help with, Otonashi? [Noda being unhelpful? How unlike him! Said no one ever.]

[hatesguns]

It is a woman's work! [Noda why... He probably doesn't know how to handle the kitchen like a man anyways.]

[trainwrecking]

What?! No! I'm not cooking alone just because you think it's not... "manly" or something! [AHEM. If they do make cookies, only Hinata gets them for actually trying to not be a big fat jerkface, NODA.]

Ahh... I'm trying to start a meal. We don't have much, though... [Noodles, milk, eggs, chocolate chips, flour, rice seasoning, some old soup stocks...]

[frequent_flyer]

[Hinata grabbed the package of instant noodles, looking them over. He could just boil some water and pour it over them... that'd be easy enough.]

[Too easy.]

You know, Noda... [That sly look on his face was dangerous.] Yurippe told me once she's really attracted to boys that can cook...

[What... is he doing.] So I guess you wouldn't be interested in making these? [He waved the package of instant noodles in Noda's face, taunting him with them. Hinata's laziness could be a dangerous thing sometimes...]