29 Chimera Court, Sunday Evening

[mouthy_merc]

Deadpool was trying to merge the food Arashi made with the food he was capable of making.

This meant a lot of deep fried stuff.

"Do I dishonor your ancestors by coating hotdogs with tempura batter? Because I think it's a delightfully white trash fusion of our cultures!"



[[OOC: For the husbandly type fellow, but open if you like]]

Comments

[konoha-flash.livejournal.com]

"Of course," Arashi grinned and got him a class of cold water.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Chugging the water, Wade grinned back. And took another bite. This time less second degree burny.

"You know, it may be my tastebuds healing up, but this is pretty darn good!"

[konoha-flash.livejournal.com]

"Yeah?" Arashi grinned and grabbed his own to eat, letting it cool first of course.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I mean, it could use something. Maybe that wasabi mayo that they sell at the store. The stuff I always mock. But pretty good."

[konoha-flash.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I mean Wade I think you might have jsut come up with the next big fair food."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Oh, the preening over that.

"Next up? Funnel cakes with ginger!"

[konoha-flash.livejournal.com]

"That doesn't seem as monumentus," Arashi pointed out.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Wade pouted more. "What about funnel cakes with wasabi?"