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Nell had decided on lasagna for dinner - one extra large one with meat and a smaller one without. She made up a garlic spread for the bread, that Gladio could slather on her bread before they heated it up for serving, and a large salad. That plus the usual snacks and desserts should be more than enough for anyolne who might stop by.

Once everything was set and the lasagna ready to pop in the over she had some time to put her feet up by the fireplace and snuggle with the cats and/or Gladio if he was there. Though if he growled against her neck she might just have to drag him off to the bedroom.

Date: February 5th, 2024 06:08 pm (UTC)
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One of Noctra's hands was clutching the little chicken plush to her mouth while the other was lifted to open-and-close at Nell in her version of a wave, her big blue eyes just staring at her the whole time before she managed to mumble out response.

"'ot albabo," she said. "'Ickah!"

"Awww," said Prompto, who really couldn't help melting over his kid sometimes, even in the presence of other people, and he gave her a little kiss on her forehead. "That's right, Noctra! It's not a chocobo! It's a chicken.

"At least," he added, leaning toward Nell with one hand over Noctra's closest ear as he lowered his voice into a whisper, "I think that's what she said?"

It's not like she was about to correct him if he was wrong, though, right?

"But thanks, Nell. How's it going? Smells great in here, by the way." He took a moment to breathe it in. "Garlicky!"

But you know what? Sure, it was zombies and angels and daemons last week, but you weren't going to hear Prompto complaining about a little extra protection against vampires while he was here!

Date: February 5th, 2024 08:35 pm (UTC)
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Prompto had to chuckle a little bit at the mention of that salad in the middle of all of that, but it weirdly enough, made him feel a little more comfortable. Like, if he had a salad with it, then he didn't have to worry about pigging out too much on everything else.

(He would definitely still worry about pigging out too much on everything else).

"Sounds great," he said, bouncing Noctra a little, although she was still almost chewing on the chicken and just mostly staring at Nell a bit. "And it's really nice of you to cook for everyone like that. I mean, I know there's no shortage of food at any gathering with this group of people, but still. It's really appreciated! Oh, and if you're not doing anything on Sunday, we're having a party for Noctra, I hope you and Gladio can make it, it's almost her birthday! And with Iggy's birthday on Wednesday, we're going to have a pretty good week, I hope!"

It was the sort of thing that made him a little nervous, honestly, like something was sure to go wrong, but also, they filled that quota up pretty nicely last week, in his opinion!

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