"A good question, lets open a book and read up on it." Rung gets something for cooking off the shelf and flips through it. "I imagine you would be a good dish cleaner, does your mother let you clean them too?"
He's starting to piece something together, and its obvious she misses home. They all do, but there's something else here at this moment.
"Oh, yes, that makes sense. Humans are very compact and even the smallest of us needs extra room to move." Rung smiles at her.
There's a book hanging off the shelf that Rung slips off and opens it briefly to check its contents then puts it back before returning to a book on the table already open. He takes a quick flick of pages and hums
"Aha, I think this should do nicely. Energon Frost. We just need a little oil to add to it and batter the Energon together."
"They're also much... squishier and harder to repair. Also, their houses break pretty easy." At least when she ran into a wall here she didn't break a hole through it.
She watches him grab the book, floating up a little to look past him at the pages. Something about it reminds her of home.
"I'll get the oil!" she said quickly, zipping off before coming back a second later. "Where is it?"
"Try the cooling units, it should be like a fridge." Rung states. "There's two, but one of them is for the organics' treats. Can you check it too, make sure its all still fresh inside while you're there?" He asks.
If making her feel useful and helpful keeps her spirits high. He won't feel bad asking her to check a few extra things.
"On it!" she says a little too loudly before zipping away to do as he instructed.
She hums a little, checking the units and finding the oil. She double check the bottles to make sure she's grabbing the right one before coming back and setting it down next to him proudly and and quickly enough that it wobbles a little.
"Got it! I made sure it was the right one! And everything seemed fresh to me!"
Did she know what fresh looked like? Mostly. Enough.
Twitch settles back down next to him, humming a little as she continues to work. Shaping, battering, glazing, whatever task he puts in front of her she does with speed and energy.
If she came here with an original purpose, she's long forgotten it, thoroughly distracted by these new tasks.
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Date: 2024-08-07 05:50 pm (UTC)Twitch lights up a little. "I can be the best dish cleaner!" she said with energy.
She jumps back into the project at hand with renewed vigor. Focused and determined as she finishes making the cookies.
"Done!" she cries, like it was a race, even though she's the only one making the cookies. "How do we make the frosting?"
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Date: 2024-09-01 08:07 pm (UTC)He's starting to piece something together, and its obvious she misses home. They all do, but there's something else here at this moment.
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Date: 2024-09-01 08:56 pm (UTC)She waits more or less patiently for him to find the recipe for the frosting, though she bounces a little as she does so.
"Sometimes! We're not really allowed in the house, but sometimes we'll help with stuff outside!"
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Date: 2024-10-27 02:32 pm (UTC)There's a book hanging off the shelf that Rung slips off and opens it briefly to check its contents then puts it back before returning to a book on the table already open. He takes a quick flick of pages and hums
"Aha, I think this should do nicely. Energon Frost. We just need a little oil to add to it and batter the Energon together."
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Date: 2024-11-03 04:57 am (UTC)"They're also much... squishier and harder to repair. Also, their houses break pretty easy." At least when she ran into a wall here she didn't break a hole through it.
She watches him grab the book, floating up a little to look past him at the pages. Something about it reminds her of home.
"I'll get the oil!" she said quickly, zipping off before coming back a second later. "Where is it?"
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Date: 2024-11-28 11:30 pm (UTC)If making her feel useful and helpful keeps her spirits high. He won't feel bad asking her to check a few extra things.
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Date: 2024-11-28 11:55 pm (UTC)"On it!" she says a little too loudly before zipping away to do as he instructed.
She hums a little, checking the units and finding the oil. She double check the bottles to make sure she's grabbing the right one before coming back and setting it down next to him proudly and and quickly enough that it wobbles a little.
"Got it! I made sure it was the right one! And everything seemed fresh to me!"
Did she know what fresh looked like? Mostly. Enough.
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Date: 2024-11-29 08:55 pm (UTC)Perhaps while they cook. He can work some of Twitch's problems to the surface.
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Date: 2024-11-29 10:07 pm (UTC)Twitch settles back down next to him, humming a little as she continues to work. Shaping, battering, glazing, whatever task he puts in front of her she does with speed and energy.
If she came here with an original purpose, she's long forgotten it, thoroughly distracted by these new tasks.
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Date: 2024-11-30 02:59 pm (UTC)Well at least she's happy.