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THREE ⌘ Yotsuba and Eating Out [Video]

Hey. Heeey!

[She's talking to you, journal.]

There's no money here. Why don't we eat out every day, every single day? Back home we got some milk, it was really eckspensive! 600 yen, and it was good. But why don't we drink that milk here? If there's no money and everything is free then it would cost... No yen.

[...]

Yotsuba wants to go to a restaurant and eat today. Is that okay?

[For added effect her stomach starts to rumble.]

...It's really okay, right? Yotsuba wants to eat eyeball-fry. With a knife and fork! Even if it's still really cold it's a good idea, so everyone should come and eat with me.

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[ very very tiny? really? does it require two verys?

before buffy can register her complaints, it's time to make the food order and she makes her executive decisions -- trying to explain to restaurant's staff just what yotsuba was looking for. it doesn't go well. kinda like a game of telephone. who knows what the girl will end up with on her plate. ]

What I wanna know is how you ended up with his coat in the first place...?

So it's good Yotsuba kept it clean, right? Spick and spam!

[The mumbling goes unheard by the girl as she gets ready to explain how she wound up with the coat.]

Yotsuba is telling lots of stories today! [Ahem, clearing her throat.] Yotsuba found Captain Jack by the playground and he was making a coffin! You could books in it and it would look very nice--

[And then she just bursts out laughing because she remembers that one word which always seems to get her going.] Mooshpot! Yeah, he said some funny words and Yotsuba was laughing really hard!! [Teehee~]

But then Captain Jack said we should play a game! Yotsuba got buried in the snow, all the way up to my chin! It was like being at the beach and getting covered in sand, but with snow! It was too cold though, so Captain Jack gave me his coat and told me to go home.

[A little more seriously now, as opposed to the excited tone of voice she was using for the rest of her story time.]

And then Yotsuba wasn't naughty and did the right thing by going home. So I'm not naughty!!

[Ohhhhhh crap. Jack forces a weak smile onto his face.]

Heh. A fun game. Erm. Yes. It were GOOD to keep it clean, girl. And not-naughty, your going home at the end of it all.

[He probably vainly hopes for no more stories of his recklessness that will get him in trouble with the slayer. He STILL feels guilt over doing that to Yotsuba.]

A game, huh? Chill, Yotsuba. You're obviously not the naughty one.

[ cue the look of what the actual heck, you buried a tiny girl in the snow?

luckily, the orange juice arrives. three glasses of pure distraction. and jack's coffee, too -- but clearly his ordering the java didn't stop buffy from ordering him the oj to go with it. ]

It was really fun! Cold but fun... Wait, so I'm not naughty? Ohhh... Yotsuba is off the hook! Not naughty!

[This calls for a big slurp of orange juice so to celebrate not being naughty. Raising her glass a little in a sort of toast.]

To not being naughty, yeah!

[Sluuuuurp.]

Hmph. Not naughty.

[Oh, that look from Buffy makes him grumpy. He raises his now-spiked coffee and toasts with Yotsuba.]

To not being naughty, eh? And to being very, very sorry for it after we have been. Possibly sorry forever and ever.

[ the closest thing this table has to a responsible adult (god help them all!) raises her glass, as well. don't think she didn't catch that spiking, jack. but she says nothing of it for the time being. ]

To not being naughty. And, also? To laundry detergent.

To not being naughty, being sorry and laundry detergent. It's a big toast, haha!

[Setting her glass down and sighing happily.]

The juice is in good form, give my complimats to the chef.

[Mind if she takes a look at the menu? It's fun to just flip through the pictures of food and try reading out some of the names.]

Laundry detergent? Not pirate-y.

[That is directed in a sullen undertone to Buffy while Yotsuba reads out the menu. He doesn't want the child to feel badly about her coat-laundering. Now there's nothing for it but to wait for his pancakes, eat them as quickly as possible to fill up that sudden, aching hole in his belly, and get away with some semblance of captainly dignity.]

[ since when did running away have anything to do with captainly dignity?

in a far less sullen undertone: ] I'll remember that next time I do you a favour and run your things through the wash at Seven, where we have civilized appliances and don't have to beat our clothing clean on rocks just offshore.

[ louder, brighter: ] See anything you like in the desserts section?

[Reading off the menu, letter for letter.]

C-h-o-c-o-l-a-t-e b-r-o-w-n-i-e s-u-n-d-a-e.

[Giving the picture a long hard stare, coupled with a sliver of drool dripping from her mouth, which she quickly mops up with her shirt.]

Can we have this? It looks really good and Yotsuba will eat all of it. Buffy can have some too, and Captain Jack, because sharing is good.

Aye. We can have it. But pirates don't share, tiny green-headed mackeral. [Damn it, now he doesn't have laundry perks from Buffy anymore? This is the worst breakfast ever.]

[ in the midst of trying to figure out whether buffy should be indignant on yotsuba's part for being called a mackerel, buffy decides to give a lesson in fine dining: ]

Okay. Yotsuba? The most important thing to keep in mind, while eating out, is to always leave room for dessert. The chocolate brownie sundae'll do just fine.

Yotsuba will save plenty of room then! Enough to eat a great, big brownie and savour every bite! Yum!

[But seeing as the pirate doesn't share...]

Captain Jack, Captain Jack! Are you gonna get your own then? You can't not have dessert, it's the best part of everything!

[Oh, also:]

What's a mackerel?

[It's probably a GOOD sign to be called a mackeral when all's said and done. Jack goes on, hurriedly--almost manically--now focusing on the child to the exclusion of the slayer.]

A mackeral is a great dangerous creature what gnaws off the legs of bedroom furniture. Knew a man once what woke up each morning with an inch shaved off the bottom of his bedstead. He thought he were growing taller, but it was all the doing of the mackeral.

[ just. this. face. ]

Wooow, mackerals are scary. But Yotsuba doesn't eat the bottom of beds so no one will be getting taller.

[Not really following all of the story though she nods along the entire time as if she is.]

Don't put that coffin you made in your bedroom, in case a makeral gets to it!

Right. Won't.

[Oh thank Holy Heavens the pancakes are here. Jack pours syrup liberally over his.]

Erm. The coffin won't be going anywhere near my bedroom, girl.

Let's hope not. I'm so over grave-decor in the bedroom.

[ oh. she's not fighting fair. so buffy tucks into the meal instead. somehow, the kitchen interpreted her poor attempt at describing eyeball fry as meatloaf. have fun. ]

[This doesn't look like eyeball-fry. At all.

...

But having stuck her fork in and tried a little it doesn't seem to taste that bad, so Yotsuba will continue to eat her meatloaf-fry instead.]

You should put stars and moons in your bedroom, the night sky is really pretty.

[Oh how silly of her, forgetting her napkin like this. Unfolding a paper napkin on the table next to her and tucking it into the neck of her t-shirt. Now then, back to eating.]

I'm perfectly content with what I have in my bedroom, I'll have you know!

[Buffy that was such a low blow. Really. Especially after LEAVING HIM for making remarks about that vampire-love-life of yours.]

[ that's what you get for burying small children in the snow and apparently building coffins around them. what the heck? ]

Glow in the dark ones. Stars and moons. With sticky-tack. On the ceiling.

Glow in the dark?! Classy! Get some really big stickers and put them all around the room, then when it's dark it'll be like you're outside. Oh! And a night light!

[This is a great conversation about bedrooms and how to decorate them you know.]

That sounds really pretty, Yotsuba's room should be just like that.

I want nothing of the sort. I live in a large haunted house by the sea, child. Stars and moons would bugger the atmosphere.

[Maybe if he spins himself in a gruesome enough light, the child will go off any of her notions.]

But......your room. I suppose. I suppose they'd simply keep you awake at night, far past the right time to go to bed.

One thing I can be a hundred percent certain about, hmm? There's nothing wrong with a little bit of something to chase away the darkness. Sometimes that's how you keep from being kept awake.

[ best conversations about bedrooms and how to decorate them. ] He's lying, by the way. His attic has a great view of the stars. Perfect atmosphere.

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