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[Oh, they are grabbing for their relic!!!]

I already have a spell at the ready, my love!

[Well, there's no safer promise. And it'll be fine, probably. It's just some powdered spice. While Rue fusses with the relic, Casey fetches that spoon, scoops out a heaping pile of cinnamon, and stuffs it right in his mouth. He's eaten worse! So much worse! How bad can it-

POOF, there's an instant cloud of cinnamon dust exploding around him as he starts coughing it out. IT CAN IN FACT BE VERY BAD]

[OH it somehow is SO much funnier imagining it than watching their poor son struggle!!

The poof of the cinnamon cloud blocks view of the relic after that initial inhale, so Rue immediately abandons their filming to press a glass of water into their son's hand.]

Oh Casey! Drink you, darling!

[He accepts the water, chugging a big mouthful and lunging to hang over the sink, spitting out liquid brown.]

Oh my g- [COUGH, COUGH, WHEEZE, another mouthful, another spit.] There's so mu- ha- [CHUGS MORE, how is there so much!? It wasn't even that big a spoonful!]

There, there, dearest.

[And while he coughs and chokes and gulps down water, Rue will just rub some soothing little circles against his back.]

That's going to be a wonderful video to share with the family.

[Casey coughs a few more times, chugs another mouthful and spits. So much. There's so much...

And then he tilts his head to look at Rue.]

...Did... did you get the whole thing?

[MOM YOU GOT IT, RIGHT, YOU GOT THE BIT ON CAMERA. He's crying a little. Teenage priorities.]

[He really IS a teenager.]

Every last second! I'll have to send it out to everyone soon. To show you, ah, "doing it for the vine". Is that the phrase?

I don't [ COUGH ] know. [Leo would, but now is hardly the time to ask, all things considered.

He takes another chug-swill-and-spit, before finally straightening up, wiping at his mouth, and looks down. Oh, uh.]

It's everywhere...

[Rue lifts a paw, wiggling their talons, and poof! The mess disappears in an instant.]

There you are. No harm done, hm?

Oh. I keep forgetting you can do that.

[That sure would be a nice skill to learn one day. (Eventually, maybe. Cleaning is good for him.) He clears his throat, then lifts the cinnamon again.]

Umm, maybe just stick to the waffles, then.

[And with a Clean Son, Rue pecks a kiss into Casey's hair and turns to grease up the waffle iron, so their waffles don't stick.]

Would you like to do the honors of pouring the batter in?

Oh, yeah! Might as well learn how. Maybe I'll get a waffle maker too.

[It's just pouring batter into the iron, how hard could it be? (Maybe harder than he thought to control the flow, since the first pour is too little, and the second try gets a big messy smear on one side, overflowing a bit. But he manages!)]

[Well! In that case, maybe within the next day or two, there will be a beautiful new waffle iron sitting in front of Casey and Hunter's apartment door! Just out of the blue! From no one in particular!]

Perfect, my Casey! [Would the Rue of a few years ago be able to call this effort perfect? Not in the slightest! But it's their son and that makes it perfect by default.] Now we just let it sit until it beeps at us to remove the waffle.

[How totally not suspicious at all!!]

Oh, that's way easier than pancakes. [He can say it now, so he must be feeling better already, woo.] I love when stuff tells me they're done. Since we got a timer for the kitchen we hardly ever burn food anymore.

[hehhee]

Ah, then you need to come over and see my egg cooker! It's quite the delightful little invention. I simply put an egg inside and it beeps when it's fully hard boiled! I've never seen anything so wonderful! How does it know exactly when the egg is done?! It's a mystery!

You can cook eggs inside the shell?

[He mostly eats them cracked and scrambled! Somehow hasn't had a boiled egg yet? Now he definitely must see it.]

[Casey, how have you existed in this place for two years and not had a hard boiled egg!!!]

You can! It's one of my favorite ways to eat them!

[Truly a mystery that will soon be rectified.]

You don't think it's too crunchy?

[Casey,]

[CASEY...]

...You must remove the shell first, of course, my love.

Oh... oh! It can still come off after it's cooked then, okay.

[Do not ask what he was envisioning.]

[....Curious.]

Put a pot of water on the stove top to boil. I'll show you! Surely April won't mind us using a few of their eggs.

Ooh! Okay.

[He's eager as ever to try new foods, so quickly he stands and fetches not just the water pot but a trio of eggs from the fridge. One for each of them, should April wake up soon. She'll surely be hungry.]

I'd ask if waffles go good with eggs, but I think eggs kinda go good with everything.

[He does love eggs a lot, now that he knows they exist.]

You have a point there. I find eggs can be enjoyed with anything. Have you tried them over rice? I think that may be my new favorite...

[Rue will let Casey start the boiling water while they gather the Waffle Ingredients to set out on the table. Obviously they need butter and syrup, but also cinnamon sugar and whipped cream and chocolate chips and fruits! These waffles need to be stacked to the ceiling!]

But eggs with any breakfast are just the perfect combination.

Eggs over rice... I made something like that before, but it wasn't just eggs, more like a mix of a bunch of stuff including rice. Some kind of Japanese fried rice mix? It was a dinner food, not breakfast, though. I'll try that some time, too.

[Just eggs over rice sounds good. Hunter'll probably like it, he enjoys eggs too. Maybe if he makes a bunch of delicious things it'll simmer some of the leftover anger over him forgetting his tracker necklace. Side perk of getting to tell Rue their recommendation was a big hit. ...He's making a lot of assumptions, here.]

We should make that together next time. I always love to watch you cook.

[And do anything, really.]

Perhaps we should do an entire month of different egg recipes, just to try all of them.

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