techie_prowess | KAOS-U / Cookies!

KAOS-U / Cookies!

The morning dawned bright and clear, a glorious day, as yet unmarred by explosions, mangled corpses, or science gone wrong. Not that Pierce noticed the daylight. He'd been up all night and was now sitting in the kitchen. There was a webwork of wires crawling along his face and head, contact pads looking like little feet all across his skin while he contemplated...a plate of cookies.

These were ideal cookies. Cookies that defined every kids' dream of chocolate chip; large, soft, tempting. The smell alone would make a weaker man tremble at the knee!

And he hadn't touched them yet because he wanted to make sure all the senses were registering properly and that anticipation readings could be taken as well. Was it any wonder he was a little zoned out?

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Braig took a cookie, then chased Pierce to his room to be sure he slept. If Cat was around, he'd dump her in there too.

Sadly Cat was also at the vet! And probably unhappy about it!

The girl came in before Braig had finished the cookies? Stomping and grumbling, Aya tugging Maya toward the sink. "Washing, then we check if it needs stitching!"

"I'm on washcloths, you get antiseptic woman!"

"Woah, what happened?" Braig asked, putting the rest of the cookies in the 'fridge, "What can I do to help?"

Maya lifted her gaze from the sink, a long line of red angling up along her cheekbone. Aya sported an identical cut, oddly enough. "Med class got clones in. They went crazy." The clones were touted as unthinking bodies they could monitor vitals on...sadly, they were a panicked hivemind instead.

They'd moved in closer synchronization than the girls even! "Find some alcohol? We used our swabs doctoring some others and our additional supplies are upstairs.

Sigh. "Okay. Stay there." Braig headed into the bathroom and brought out his own first aid kid, "Here. This should have enough for those cheeks. If you need stitches, I can drive to an off-campus ER."

Yes, they could do that! Aya leaned next to her sister and held still for washclothing! Then returned the painful favor. "We can do field stitches, don't worry." Aya chuckled softly.

"Everyone in the company can do that. It'd be a crappy story for a scar though!" Maya grinned and took the kit from Braig to fish for alcohol swabs.

"There's stuff in there to help minimize scarring." Braig said, "Dilan uses it on the two of us, but it's also rated for humans."

"Not best in open wounds," Aya pointed out. "We'll have to let them heal a little before then."

"And...hey, shallow, no bone. Think you'll live with butterfly bandages sister!" Maya applied said bandages after topical cream then turned her own cheek to her sister for care. "Anyway, hi, we haven't caught you recently."

"I know." Braig said, "But you can take the tube. Good to see you, Dilan has the fluffs at the vet."

"Are they okay?" Aya asked immediately.

"They seemed fine this morning. We did not feed them chocolate chips." Maya snorted then wiggled her jaw after the last bandage.

"True," Aya allowed with a smile. "How are classes Braig? Any clones today? I'm doing a clone poll!"

"Just a check up." Braig said, shaking his head, "Or at least that's what I got out of Pierce before I sent him to bed. Classes are going fine, mostly I'm just working on my thesis and teaching undergrads. No clones, though."

"They headed off in random directions so I had to ask!" Aya grinned. "Sit, we'll get lunch figured out."

"Ugh, students. I'm sorry! We should have made more cookies huh?"

"Nah, it's fine." Braig smiled, teeth looking very sharp for purebred Olia, "They all know that if they do anything in my classes they get to help test teleportation."

"I guess that's fair. Still, I know us first years are brats!" Aya grinned and checked the stuff in the fridge. "Omelets?"

"Omelets!" Maya agreed cheerfully. "Wanna help me chop?"

"Sure, I can do that." Braig agreed, wiping down a section of counter and grabbing a chopping board for it.

Aya passed a variety of vegetables and the cheese to the pair, then pulled out chicken to grill up. It needed to be cooked before the eggs went in! "Are we in a spicy mood? A ranch mood?"

"Hmmm, cheese mood."

"Cheese is not a seasoning, Maya, it's an ingredient."

"Spicy for me." Braig said cheerfully, "Thank you."

"Spicy peppers or spicy spices?" Aya asked with a grin.

"Moderate and savory for me, Aya, since cheese isn't a flavor today!" Maya stuck her tongue out at her sister and finished chopping onion. On to the next veggie!

"Both!" Braig said cheerfully, "Lay it on me!"

With Maya chopping and Aya dealing with the eggs the best thing that Braig could do was set the table. And get out of the way.

Hey, given the sizes of their appetites he could chop too and they might, might keep a step ahead of Aya's cooking!

"Oh, a challenge!" Aya laughed. "You want skin left on your tongue after? Or no upward limit?"

"We have a few people in the company that like to clear out their sinuses for months with food so..." Maya drawled happily and munched a pepper slice before passing him one.

"Dilan likes my tongue." Braig said cheerfully, "Nothing that'll make it hard to kiss!" He snagged the pepper Maya offered and crunched happily.

That made Aya laugh in a delighted burst of sound, and Maya grin. "Yeah, should have assumed that. She'll be careful then."

"Yes," Aya agreed. "Leaving skin, promise."

"Thanks, babes." Braig said cheerfully, "What do you want to drink?"

"Babes?" Aya chuckled.

"Milk!" Maya decided for both of them. "Seems to help whenever we get hurt you know? That or Nevada always fed it to us and it's a learned reaction!" Their guardian panicked sometimes!

"It's that or Brea Twins." Braig said wryly, pouring milk for everyone, "Milk is good for us."

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