| [Mar. 15th, 2010|11:12 pm] |
Ludwig had almost dropped his boiling pot full of potatoes when he heard Gilbert come bursting in. He had been making extra today because things were starting to go bad and though wurst and potatoes was always best after the first time it was cooked, reheating and eating it later was better than having the food go bad.
Not that having the excess food had been entirely Ludwig's fault in the first place. He had sent Glibert out shopping and about four hours into the so-called 'trip', Ludwig had gone out and done the shopping himself, suspecting his brother wouldn't have done it on his own.
That had been very embarrassing when Gilbert showed up three hours later with the groceries.
Either way, the result had been an excess of groceries that were now about to go bad so there was an excess of food being prepared.
Ludwig was watching his pot, so he didn't turn around to address Gilbert and see him and his dogs covered in mud just yet. Mostly because Ludwig didn't really feel like getting mad at Gilbert right now.
"Potatoes, wurst with sourcrout, and something with this chocolate...." Ludwig hadn't gotten to the chocolate yet, but he'd been wanting to use that cooking chocolate for a while.
Then the second statement set in. Ludwig turned around slowly.
"What do you mean 'that's good?" Ludwig asked. "And how much mud did you just track into my house!?" |
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