Audience: Tartaglia Childe

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[toyska]

[Well, that's fine, it's not like I don't know they have terrible opinions--

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It's okay, they haven't killed me yet so that must mean they like me well enough--

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so would they have to be nice to me in person

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probably!

[toyska]

[HehehehHEHEHEHEHE]

Help me make them a gift? I'm not sure what they'd like.

[Look at him. So sweet. So pure. Such a nice boy, trying to make amends. Who wouldn't trust this face.]

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[they are going to curbstomp him.]

kitchen? food's the easiest

[toyska]

[STOP!!!]

Alright!

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see ya xoxo

[and when childe gets to the kitchen, lust is on the counter in short pajama shorts (pink) and an oversized pink hoodie with their symbol on the front, eating a bowl of cereal.]

Cupcakes, cookies, something else?

[toyska]

[I know this means Lust is sitting but the idea of Lust standing on the counter and eating is also very funny

Anyway! A wave. Hello. Let's be nice to Wrath.]

Are those their preferences, or are they not particularly picky?

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[they could stand on the counter if they wanted. let them be tall.]

Nah, they're not too picky. Mostly. Luca tried making them a cake and apparently that didn't go over as well as he hoped, but he also isn't a very good baker.

[toyska]

[Oh... poor Luca.]

Well, I wouldn't say I'm a master chef, but I won't ruin it. [Honestly baking's probably the thing he does the least, but he's got so many siblings that he's definitely at least made like. Snowball cookies or something. So that's what they're doing, because I said so. This is the first recipe I found.] What about you? Do you like it?

[Are you gonna help or are you here for moral support]

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I like it, but I'm not as good at is as my mom or even Wrath or Envy. I wouldn't mind getting better though.

[they will help.] You just tell me what to do and I'll take care of it!

[toyska]

Hmm... have you ever heard of-- [A pause, as he switches to Fake Russian.] Русское чайное печенье? [Why is this word so long for these damn cookies] Nuts, butter, sugar, flour.

[I will research how they made these back in Ye Olde times if I must, but I do not want to. Please save me and teach him about food processors.]

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[this is so much for cookies, but lust dutifully shakes their head.]

Maybe by another name, but that doesn't sound so hard. Wrath's good with simple. How do we start?

[there will be kitchen lessons...]

[toyska]

[STOP MY TINY DETAILS!!!

Also since Genshin has almonds I'm making the executive decision that they have hazelnuts, which Childe is going to pull out of the magical pantry that conveniently has their other ingredients too (besides the butter). Amazing.]

It's been a while since I've made them, but my mother always insists on toasting these first, just for a few minutes. [Shaking the nut container a bit.] Then we'd clean them off and chop them up. That was my job.

[Of course it was. (I'm making this up, for the record)]

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That doesn't sound too hard. [i'm really glad for him. lust is going to finish their cereal and hop down to scuttle to the oven to turn it on.] We can let that preheat for a bit!

[they will also grab a food processor because that seems better than cutting up nuts by hand.] Did you bake with your mom a lot before you left home?

[toyska]

[While Lust does that, he'll get out the bowls and measuring utensils. He'll also go wash his dang hands because that's important.]

No, not really. I spent more time with my father. [That was a long time ago, though.] But it's the sort of household where everyone's expected to do their part.

[There are TOO DANG MANY OF THEM for it to be any other way.]

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With so many of you, I guess that makes sense. But what happens when you start working on top of each other? Doesn't that get complicated?

[toyska]

[He laughs, as he starts to mix together the other ingredients.]

A little, yes. But I was much quieter back then, and my father and I would stay out of the house most of the day. [Ahaha... ha.] It's been quite a while since I was home, though, so they've had plenty of time to readjust without me.

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You...do know it's hard to imagine you being quiet. [just saying?]

Maybe someday you'll get to have a family of your own. If that's something you would ever want. [they don't think so, given the circumstances, but it's a thought.]

[toyska]

[He grins at Lust; it's a little sharper than usual, though not with any malicious intent or anything.]

It was a long time ago.

[And he's not that person anymore, which is why he has no use for his real name.

But his smile softens after that, and he shakes his head as he works on making the cookie dough.]

I don't think that's in my future, no. [For so many reasons. Just. All of the reasons. But if nothing else, he's perfectly aware of who and what he is.] But it's alright, the family I have now is more than enough.

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Yeah...I'm not so sure it's in mine either. [it's an idle comment and they check on the oven again.] Looks like this is heated up enough to toast!

[and they move to grab a tray to do so.]

I think being happy with what you have is more important than having more anyway, so it's not like that's a bad way to look at it.

[toyska]

No? I'd think it would be easy, for someone like you.

[Someone friendly and personable who is presumably not a villain who wants to conquer the world.

But he nods at them, moving out of the way to let them take care of the hazelnuts.

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I don't know if I'd think of it like that... rather, I get scolded enough for spoiling Teucer as it is.

[SOMETIMES... YOU TAKE YOUR LITTLE BROTHER TO PLAY IN AN ABANDONED WAR MACHINE RESEARCH FACILITY... BECAUSE YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO SAY NO.]

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Maybe! But...we'll see.

[anyway. hazelnuts get.]

And yet you still spoil him anyway even after you get scolded. Are you sure that's such a problem? [hehe.]

[toyska]

[The butter and sugar are mixed enough--he sets them aside to wait for the hazelnuts to add, once they're toasted and Food Processed. WAVES HAND cookie making.]

Well, I'd really prefer it if he didn't sneak onto ships to other countries just to come see me...

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Let me guess. Telling him to stay behind doesn't work out?

[toyska]

Fortunately, that was only once. He's usually well-behaved, he just... [A pause, then, before he sighs softly.] ...thinks I'm something other than I am, that's all. [...]