totallygay | Sixth Skull 〰 [Audio]

BURGERS!

[ As if that wasn't the answer. ]

I've been craving Cajun for a while, but there's virtually no seafood around here.

Do you have stuff to make burgers? What do you like on them?

You know, I kinda been craving mashed potatoes. Do you have any instant stuff?

[e starts looking around. Holy hell this is a mess. No matter where his yellow eyes dart to there is just... stuff and not what he is looking for. He finds some mac n cheese but before he says anything he looks back at America.]

Wait. You can cook Cajun stuff?

I have meat patties! And bagels in the fridge, which are close enough to patties! And yeah, the instant stuff's under there.

[ He points to some random cupboard. Meanwhile, he's crawling under the sink for... something. Oh, THERE'S where he left the spatula! Wow. As he's crawling out, he grins at Tatsumi. His voice takes on a Southern drawl. Welcome to the wonderful world of America's varied and fluctuating accents ~~that I sadly attempt to phonetically type out.~~ ]

Louisiana's mine, ain't it? Gimme some crawfish, bell peppers, onion, celery, an' spices, an' I can make a pretty mean gumbo.

[Oh boy. Tatsumi opens up one and looks around, eventually finding it in another. He pulls it out but stops and stares at America once more. This is starting to become a normal thing, isn't it?]

...

[He laughs at the accent, coming over to ruffle that hair once more]

Ha ha! Say something else like that. That was really cute.

[Do it again! Do it again!!]

[ Yes. Yes it is. And when he stand, he grins and puffs his chest out proudly. Watch as I bastardize American accents everywhere. ]

Whatcha want me ta say? Gotta thing fer my Southern ways?

[ He winks, switching over again. ]

Notin' wrong with tha North eithah! Whadda 'bout this one? You evah been ta Boston? I could take yah theah!

[ Again. ]

Or maybe New Yawk's more yo style?

[ Again. This time, with a smirk. Behold the worst accent of them all. ]

Ahhh, but dat's not da one you were askin' about! Yous a Cajun man, non? Mon cher got'n ear fer da French roots wit da Southahn charm!

[I love you for that tag. lmao.

Tatsumi is just enjoying the show, snickering and hair wiggling going on, not to mention he is ready to clap his hands in applause, despite hardly understanding that last one.]

How do you keep doing that? I-I can't pick now! You got so many!

[ sob. the Boston one is fun so let's try that again. ]

It's a regional thing! Mosta tha time I don' even notice it. I head ovah ta one'a my states an' peoples're all talkin' tha same way, an' I staht slippin' inta whatevah they'ah talkin' like. It jus' kinda happens naturally!

[ He shrugs, then settles back into his normal "Midwest" accent. ]

But most of my people talk like this, so I guess this is kinda like my "default" way of speaking.

[Actually, I do this very same thing when I'm around different people. I pick up their accent and it takes a little before it goes away. It's hilarious!!]

I like that last one, but they're all pretty cool. It's like... a talent or something...

... I can best understand you when you talk normally, though.

The only time I think I pick up any accents is when I'm listening and singing along to music, ya!

[He sets the mashed potatoes down and goes to find something else]

[ Haha same, except mine ends up somewhere between that region and Maryland. Or should I say MURRLAND. ]

Den I'll jus' 'ave ta save dis fer special occasions!

[ Instead of finishing cooking, America sits on the counter. He is the most helpful. ]

Let's hear your accents! Can ya imitate mine?

Edited 2011-02-16 07:26 (UTC)

[MURRLEND. BALLIMORE. 'NNAPOLIS. WARSHINGTON. WE GOT IT MADE!

Tatsumi tries to find something to cook things IN. He smiles, shrugging and giving it a go.

EXCEPT I SUCK WITH ACCENTS. OMFG.]

It's easier with music but I guess I don' have ta hear anythin' fancy tunes to try an' get talkin' like ya.

[He laughs, mostly at himself because wow wtf did he just do?]

[ I hold onto whatever tatters of dignity I have that I don't say "warsh."

America laughs along because WOW TATSUMI was that like a guy with a Japanese accent trying to pull off a Southern American accent? I believe it was. ]

Good try!

[Unfortunately, I was raised to say it and still do. It came to my attention in 5th grade when I wrote "Warsh me" on the black board. It sucks when you can't spell worth a damn. That's why I use Firefox. Yay for firefox spell check, even if it sucks half the time!

Yes. Yes. aaaand Yes. That is exactly what he just tried to pull, but like he said, he sounds a lot better when music is involved.]

If ya say so! Maybe you can help me with it more later...

[Because right now, hes already got into cooking and moving about the messy kitchen. He wasn't hungry before but now he actually is. However, it's for blood but he's going to try and prolong the inevitable it a bit with food.]

Do you want me to make ya hamburgers or do you want something spicy?

Edited 2011-02-16 08:29 (UTC)

[ jsdkal;r LOLLLL. It's okay, I'm in the MURRLEND camp and my a's get twangy when I'm tired. Ohhhh Murrlend. ]

Sure thing! Southern might even be easier for you than Midwest, but we'll see which works best.

[ Tatsumi will end up a goddamn hillbilly when America is through with him. BECOME AN AMERICAN CITIZEN. MOVE TO GEORGIA. ]

How about spicy burgers!

[I wonder how I sound sometimes, considering I haven't been in Murrlend for a long time.]

Ya! Then I'll sound like an American!! Ha ha!!!

[Hell no! He's going to Cali and Las Vegas and New York and Texas And-- okay maybe a second home in Florida, just because I'm sure he's 'been there' enough times for it to be considered one by now.

Too bad he wasn't born in the USA or he could be the next United States President! YA!!!]

Okay. I'll give that a go! I think I saw... some spices around here somewhere. It's a shame you don't have jalapeno peppers... or I'd use those.

That's the plan, isn't it?

[ Tatsumi as president. I can't decide if the world would end or if America would be the ultimate hegemon. ]

Wish I did, but anything that's not canned soup or something is hard to come by!

[ Finally jumping off the counter to help with... whatever he can do. ]

Ha ha! Ya! That'd be cool. I could really confuse some people, specially from where I lived before!

[It would be the most amazing thing ever... along with all the killing.]

That's cool. I'll just work with what I got. Granted, I never had to use just canned and boxed food, but it's like a challenge and makes it fun.

[His attention is gathered to watch the nation jump off but says nothing. He just sighs, biting his lip for a moment before changing the pace of his hunger thoughts.]

What kind of vegetable do you like?

I like everything! ...Except marmite. I don't even know what that is but it's poison.

[ He shudders as though he's recalling one of the most horrible things in the world. And he is.

Now peering over Tatsumi's shoulder while he does whatever. ]

Do you cook a lot back home? Ya seem pretty comfortable with it!

Marmite? I'll... keep that in mind and make sure to stay away from it.

[He really rather not die again, specially by food. That'd be just as embaressing.

Tatsumi smiles at America's question.]

A little bit. Yoshie and I did most the cooking but before turning into a werewolf, I did some on my own, too. Don't tell anyone I can cook though, okay? It's... embarrassing. Not just that but then everyone wants you to cook for them. Ha ha!

[Wait. That's what he's doing right now, isn't it? He waves a hand dismissively before winking]

But you're cool! We're together, so it's different and stuff!! Besides, you act like anything I make is delicious or something!

[However, this werepire has learned NOT TO MENTION FOOD around you, America. >:| It never ends.]

It's not embarrassing! Cooking's cool! Unless you're England. He can burn water.

[ America gives him an affectionate peck on the cheek. The cuteness of this is sorta ruined by the fact that he's totally crowding Tatsumi in order to get a better look at the food. ]

But you can bet I'm not telling anyone! I'm keeping your cooking skills to myself.

[ Tatsumi will do enough cooking with him, anyway. It's inevitable. ]

Ha ha! Seriously?

[Yes, that is a small bit annoying but he does the whole 'elbows a bit further away from body' thing to keep people away... even though it fails. The crowding only makes him want to cook faster... which is probably what America wants anyway.]

Cool! I don't mind cooking for you and your daughter. It'll keep my skills in practice.

[Oh yea. Thank goodness he isn't a cook at the Bar and just security/waiting]

You think ya got any with chili powder or red pepper flakes? I bet those would add a little heat to these things.

England's cooking is one of the most toxic things in the world! How I survived to nationhood, I'll never know.

[ SUCCESS. Invading personal space is now a useful tactic. Luckily for Tatsumi, he stops his stupid hovering to go in search of chili powder. ]

I think so! Hold on a sec!

[ Diving back into the cupboards. The chili powder is next to the tuna. The organizational system is something that only makes sense to America. Anyway, he pulls out two bottles: one of them reads CHILI POWDER in English. The other says DISH SOAP in Japanese. ]

Here we go! I usually use these.

[Maybe that's why you're always so hungry, too, America. Making up for the time spent eating terrible food? We'll never know. Not that it matters, Tatsumi breathes a sigh of relief for a few moments of space.

However, when America returns he smiles but it quickly drops as one eyebrow rises at the dish soap]

You use soap in your burgers?!!

[What is this? Chick-Fil-A? *shot* Sorry, their chicken seasoning tastes like soap if there is too much. >:| ]

Edited 2011-02-17 04:50 (UTC)

[ Let's put it this way: he's had dysentery more times than Poland has had uprisings.

Staring in confusion at the bottles. ]

No?

[ From the look on his face, it's clear he has no idea what the label actually says. ]

[After blinking Tatsumi breaks out in laughter, Taking both bottles. He sets the chili pepper down before pointing to the dish soap.]

'Daidokoro-yō sekken.' It means Kitchen Soap. [Tatsumi points to a couple symbols in particular on the label] These symbols here are 'Sekken' which means 'soap.'

[He carries it over to the sink to show America by washing his hands. He is so amused that grin isn't going away for a while.]

See? Soap.

[If Tatsumi REALLY cared about America, he'd label everything in English but that'd ruin all the fun, so why bother?]

[ In response to the Japanese: ]

What.

[ In response to the demonstration: ]

What.

[ Staring at Tatsumi. ]

...What.

[ He just looks so... befuddled. What are foreign languages. ]

What?! I ate dish soap?! I ate dish soap! Oh man, this must be why I kept puking last month!

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