New Plan, Step One: Provide For My Community [open]

[summerdude]

Magnus needs something to change, so when a Mansion calendar helpfully informs him that it's International Falafel Day back on Earth, he goes to the library for some cookbooks, and then to the kitchen.

He lays out ten different falafel recipes. He gathers the ingredients they list, as best as he can understand them. He has canned chickpeas and fresh chickpeas and dried chickpeas and chickpea flour and box mixes of falafel that say 'just add water!'

Cripes.

"I can do this," he says, peering at the assorted recipes intently for a good ten minutes, and then takes the dried chickpeas over to the sink to rinse and soak.

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[summerdude]

"Good think I'm so strong then. So I can shoulder it."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Aye, indeed," he's still making a bit of a face at the falafel. "Here, then."

[summerdude]

"Put 'em in the oil," Magnus says, making another ball.

[lanselos_du_lac]

So he does. After a moment, he asks, "Should it be doing something?"

[summerdude]

"Yeah, it should be sitting in the oil," says Magnus, with great authority. "And then when all the falafel is balled up and in there, we cook it."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"All right," focusing his attention on fashioning the falafel into balls, and setting those in the oil.

[summerdude]

Eventually, the food processor bowl is empty and the pot is full of dozens of balls of falafel dough, tucked up fairly tightly against one another, covered in oil. Magnus turns on the heat.

[lanselos_du_lac]

"And now we wait?"

[summerdude]

"Yep." Magnus goes over to the fridge. "Want anything while we wait?"

[lanselos_du_lac]

Lancelot shrugs, "What is there?"

[summerdude]

Magnus grabs himself a root beer. "Food... drink... I dunno, dude, you tell me if you're in the mood for anything."

[lanselos_du_lac]

He gestures at Magnus' drink, "What is that?"

[summerdude]

"It's the stuff you hated that other time," Magnus says, and gives Lancelot his trademark shit-eating grin. "Want one?"

[lanselos_du_lac]

Lancelot laughs, "No! Not if you know I hated it. Something else then-- let me."

[summerdude]

"Yeah, sure, whatever," Magnus says, getting out of the way as he twists his bottle open.

[lanselos_du_lac]

Lancelot thinks for a moment, about trying something new (not root beer), and then opens the refrigerator to find a bottle of orange soda. "Hrm."

[summerdude]

Okay, Magnus is wildly curious. "Do you like that?"

[lanselos_du_lac]

"I haven't tried it." He finds the color a little alarming. "Let's find out."

He twists off the cap and takes a sip; at first, he winces, but then he seems to reconsider and he shrugs a little.

[summerdude]

Magnus watches him, and then retrieves a Mountain Dew Code Red from the fridge and passes it over. "Maybe you'll like this one?"

[lanselos_du_lac]

"What's this?"

[summerdude]

"Um, it's another drink, dude."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Yes, obviously, but what is it? None of these words together mean anything to me."

[summerdude]

"It's a soda. Like root beer and orange soda. Except it's red-flavored."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"What's that mean?"

Red is a color, not a flavor.

[summerdude]

"Try it, you'll see." Magnus holds it out.