no one and nothing can break through

[predecir]

[Well! That sure did happen!

Bruno does not organize an afterparty. He's not a party organizer in general - that was Wu. But he knows he was completely useless, if not downright actively unhelpful, during that whole thing, and he already feels guilty enough. He has to be useful somehow. Otherwise, why's he even here? 

So, before everyone can leave the teleportation circle in the dining room and all go their own separate ways, Bruno mumbles something about making food and takes off for the kitchen. He'll be there for a couple of hours, whipping up some quick chicken sancocho, with Olive on rice duty. Azul can be in charge of actually grabbing people and bringing them in - god forbid Bruno do anything like that - but if anyone does happen to be there to take one, he'll make them up a bowl. Otherwise, he's just gonna leave it all warming on the stove. 

There's also some arroz con leche simmering for later, if anybody wants dessert! He'll put cinnamon in it, and then add some hot chocolate to the lineup as well. He's no Julieta, of course, but at least he's made something? It's not enough, but it's...something.]

Comments

[cakerights]

Your rat friend, yes? How did she get here?

[predecir]

She was in one of those boxes from Garfield. Nuadha found her - I'm glad he knew I keep rats.

[cakerights]

[!!!] Those boxes from the cat merchant can contain living things?! That's... [he puts his hand to his mouth] ... I certainly hope none of my hounds are trapped in there.

[predecir]

Right? Isn't that the worst? I mean, she seemed fine when I got her, but - you know, she's a pretty old rat, it takes a lot to upset her these days.

[cakerights]

[he shakes his head] That's just unreasonable. Was there at least water in the box?!

[predecir]

I don't think so? I'm hoping he keeps them somewhere else and puts them in the boxes right before delivery - I know she could've chewed her way out if she wanted to!

[cakerights]

Right, the boxes are mere cardboard. My hounds could eat through them easily! [he folds his arms, clearly annoyed now] If that fiend has any of my soldiers, he best be taking care of them, or his furry head will be mine.

[predecir]

Yeah. At least Rosa seemed fine - I guess he must be, right?

[Bruno's in a similar place, honestly, but he just gets upset easier than he gets angry.]

[cakerights]

[Red Velvet growls low in his throat, a sound that is more animal than anything]

I will have words with that feline. And if he is lucky, it will just be words.