#kc_necropolis

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William bustles around their kitchen at the house. The mortal quarantine doesn't -have- to effect him but it's best to keep up appearances and besides.... how could he not take advantage of an excuse to stay home? He has been in the kitchen cooking and baking something prodigious.

CC comes home

The house smells AMAZING.

"Oh my god that.." A sniff "I should not be turned on by kitchen smells" She heads towards the kitchen

Savory and sweet, a hint of mulled wine, something with roasted garlic, a waft of real cinnamon.....

Every surface in the kitchen is either covered in finished food or in ingredients in various stages of 'heading to the stove,' and the kitchen table is groaning.....

"What army are we feeding?" She gapes

"Mmm? Dearest!" With delight. "I'm firing back at the DeBukes." With a smirk.

"By feeding them ALL?" She blinks "And any guests they have?"

"We might select a few dishes to keep." He allows.

"I'm gone to check on the grand kids for a day or two, not hassling you to join me because I learned my lesson, and I come back to..." She looks around "Baby I love you, but might not this be a tad overboard?"

He chortles. "Why not?"

"Well, for one thing, the tables are about to break"

"Then we'll get a new one." He comes over and kisses her.

She kisses him back then parts "You smell fantastic"

"Mmmmmm.... as do you. Sit, sample, and tell me of the DeBuke side of the family. How fare all?"

She sits and samples, letting him spoil her, "Oh my gosh how fare all indeed"

"May Maude is going bonkers..thanks to healing magics she recovered promptly, but she wants out and about before she gets too attached. I admit, I don't know how she does it. Naturally, her sisters think she's crazy. "

A smirk. "If she were unable to leave, say... due to a public health situation.... oh, dear, how terrible. She might become attached."

"oh, I've been working on cracking her... " Thoughtful "But i thought you wanted her as an agent for yourfriends?"

(Pause)

"Pffft." He waves that away. "It is as entertaining for me to watch her fall for her own children."

"No reason she can't do both, to be honest. I'll be happy to babysit on missions"

"You are not concerned about the potential for concern that the children may grow up without her?"

"With April in the wings ? not really. I mean, I LIKE May Maude, but she's not a daughter in law"

"A visiting, jet-set Aunt, then."

He starts packing up the dishes that are cool enough, but even that is as though he's wrapping a gift for presentation vs. putting things in tupperware.

"If need be" She eats

An eyebrow as he ties a bow. "So cold hearted, Dearest?"

"I'm not sure it's that cold hearted dear. I don't understand May Maude, but if she'd truly be happier jet setting and causing chaos to the nobles, maybe it's not so cold hearted?"

He tsks. "You're beginning to sound like me."

"I hope not, you can't hit those high notes" She says with a twitch of a smile

He laughs. "True!"

The food is getting wrapped up and packaged as if by magic, but there she sits, so she knows he's not using his birthright.

"Oh you're amazing. Here I am staring at you, and you're still the soul of quick efficiency"

He exhales contentedly. "I have not indulged like this in a while. Not a complaint! But... I do enjoy this."

"Oh my, of course, with the club on hold you're hardly getting any cullinary outlet aren't you?"

"Pshaw." (He actually says 'Pshaw') "I enjoy the cooking, yes, but also... the excess. The surfeit. The gluttony of it." He grins at her with a twinkle.

"The P is silent" She points out then she smiles "Fine, so some goes to the DeBukes.. might i make another suggestion that you might like?"

"Of course!"

"There some workers trying to strike at a warehouse...'stick it to the man' that sort of thing? I bet, if you gave them some of this food, they could hold out that much longer..and you could inspire a bit more defiance"

"Oh, Dearest....." she gets another kiss. "You are so good to me."

"Hardly.." But she does return it "I just don't like you being left out of what feeds you"

"I will survive, Dearest. We can still sneak into our own Balefire, after all."

"Yes yes.. now...section off some of that for the mortal insurrection musing. We can go there tomorrow"

"Deal." And he adjusts his packing accordingly.

She beams And makes a mental note to let him revel in excess and aggitation a bit more

William hums happily around the kitchen.

And CC offers to help as she finishes up a plate

William happily accepts; they have done this kitchen tango often enough, each knows the steps, the pace, the rhythm.