papa was a rolling stone

[insolvent]

Who: Yang (flaredo), Ludger (insolvent>), and Elle (foodcritic)
When: October 18
Where: Ludger's apartment
What: Play date... more or less.
Rating/Warning: None

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[ ludger wasn't entirely sure how it had happened, but one way or another yang had talked him into inviting her over to his (moderately overpriced) apartment. er... at least, that's what he thought had just happened. still, this was probably a good thing. when all was said and done, ludger still wasn't sure how to best take care of elle now that she was here, so having some help on that front was appreciated. though he'd taken care of her back in their world as well, he'd always had jude and the others to rely on. suddenly playing dad to an eight year old girl was not something ludger was particularly equipped to do... okay he was actually strangely well equipped to do that, but he was still having some trouble wrapping his head around it.

it would definitely help if elle had some friends around her age here though, so calling yang over seemed like a good idea. not that yang was actually elle's age... now that he thought about it, he actually wasn't sure how old she was, but she was definitely closer to ludger's age than elle's. well, regardless, having someone else to play with would would be good for elle.

probably.

he'd at least used that as an excuse to put his place back in order at least, not that it was ever particularly out of order. he'd told elle that yang was coming over too, and she seemed more or less happy about the idea (at least, he thought that was happiness, anyway). so for now, all there was to do was wait. ]

Comments

[insolvent]

It's alright. I just need to make a tomato soup one day that even Elle can accept.

[ he won't rest until you like tomatoes, elle. ]

[foodcritic]

[at what cost, ludger...?]

Tomatoes are gross, though. No matter how they taste, they're just gross!

[flaredo]

... I think you've met the final boss, Ludger.

[insolvent]

I've been fighting this battle a long time now.

[foodcritic]

This isn't a battle at all! [she refuses this.] Your not in a battle with my tastebuds or something, you know.

[flaredo]

Aww, Elle, it's just to get him fired up.

[insolvent]

No, it is a battle. And the kitchen is my battlefield.

[foodcritic]

Really, Ludger?

[really?]

[flaredo]

Whoa-- he's really serious!

[insolvent]

Huh? No, I just... got swept up in the mood, I guess.

[ he was completely serious. ]

[foodcritic]

[elle's totally giving him a skeptical look right now.]

You looked pretty serious to me...

[flaredo]

She's right... I expected your eyes to start glowing.

[insolvent]

It wasn't that bad...

Besides, I have a point. It's not good to be a picky eater.

[foodcritic]

It's not picky to not like one thing, you know.

[flaredo]

Is there anything else you don't like?

[insolvent]

[ he'll just stare at elle with his full attention.

he should be taking notes right now or something. ]

[foodcritic]

[wow, way to put all the pressure on her, guys!!]

I dunno... really spicy things, I guess.

[flaredo]

That's kind of an acquired taste, anyway... my dad's totally into spicy things, but it took me awhile!

[insolvent]

Being able to appreciate spicy things, and tomatoes, comes with age.

[foodcritic]

[she's totally making a face at that.]

Can't I just appreciate foods without that stuff?

[flaredo]

Maybe! But I'll check back with you in a few more years and see if that's changed.

[insolvent]

Don't worry, Elle. I believe in you.

[foodcritic]

[a few years, huh.]

You grownups sure are weird about this stuff sometimes, you know that? [so insistent...]

[flaredo]

Because we've been there! [ sage nod. ] Dad used to have to hold me down to eat certain stuff!

[insolvent]

[ ludger nods along in agreement... before pausing and staring at yang, a bit horrified. wait what? ]

Uh... well, I won't do that at least.