1 - Spring Cleaning

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[After finding a nice guest house with a clear path down to the beach and a nice view, Tsuuma began the job of cleaning it up. It was a bit dusty and the bedding in the bedrooms needed to be washed, but she was surprised that the food in the kitchen seemed fresh and unspoiled. Perhaps this Lady Eureka, whoever she was, really was preparing to keep them for a while.

Not that Tsuuma was all that concerned by it. Her family was here, and that was all that mattered to her. Plus there were some very nice people around. They were different from her old friends back home, but they seemed friendly and it was much better than being alone. Tsuuma, really, was very happy here.

She had set up a clothes line and was hanging some of the linens now, Memusu bringing her a basket with more things that needed to be hung to dry before going back inside.]

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[imaginarywife.insanejournal.com]

[She smiles and shakes her head.]

No, not mine. His. Though this is not our dream, so this world is not even his I suppose. But he and Memu are here. And that's all I need.

Are you hungry? I made lunch a bit ago for Memu and there's plenty left.

[path_of_heaven.insanejournal.com]

I'd enjoy trying it.

[imaginarywife.insanejournal.com]

[She smiles and clips the sheets to the line. Regardless of the fact that he is probably not that much younger than she is, she is going to act like she's his mother anyway.]

Come on then. Inside.

[She leads him in and sits him down at the large dining room table. At the far end of the table, the little girl is eating her lunch. She eyes him warily, but she trusts her mother's instincts so she just keeps eating her lunch as Tsuuma goes into the kitchen.]

[path_of_heaven.insanejournal.com]

[Tendou is bad with kids, so he won't even try unless provoked.]

[imaginarywife.insanejournal.com]

[She just kind of eyes him as she eats. She can be a little bit like her father when it comes to being social. Sometimes Tsuuma thinks the only thing Memu gets from her is her ears.

Tsuuma comes back with a bowl of soup and some sandwich es and sets them in front of him.]

Enjoy.

[path_of_heaven.insanejournal.com]

[Tendou eyes the sandwiches and soup. He moves a spoon through the soup before briefly tasting it.

It takes him a moment, but he very accurately begins listing off every ingredient that went into its composition.]

[imaginarywife.insanejournal.com]

......Um, yes. That is.. what I put in the soup.

[Tsuuma does not understand what is happening. Are you criticizing her? she can't tell. You'd better not be. Really she can't tell though. You confused her dude. More than Robo-Ky.]

[path_of_heaven.insanejournal.com]

Just observation.

[He has a bit more of it.]

I do like it. Too many people think that it's just the ingredients that make the food. You've got the most important thing though.

[imaginarywife.insanejournal.com]

[Tsuuma laughs a bit.]

It doesn't matter what I put in the food if my family doesn't like it. Granted, they're not very picky... I'm half convinced Viral would eat everything raw if I wasn't around to cook it for him. But still I just want to make them happy.

[path_of_heaven.insanejournal.com]

Exactly right.

[imaginarywife.insanejournal.com]

If that wasn't my primary concern, then I wouldn't make a very good wife or mother.