Sholeh: My Food is Problematoc, Sholeh: Food for Thought, Sholeh: Cookie
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The Library, Friday Evening
For their last night in Fandom, Sholeh had asked Mr. Constantine if she could host a small dinner party in the library. It only seemed fitting; it was her favorite place in the whole school, after all, and these were her favorite people. Okay, Dr. Lecter was more Zhari's guest, but that was fair. After all, they were all leaving.

Zhahar had spent all day cooking, sneaking into the unused cooking classroom so that she could work uninterrupted. And she'd gone all out, spending almost all of their money on food (it wasn't like they'd be able to use it in Tryadnea), preparing a whirlwind of dishes with no rhyme or reason beyond she thought they'd be delicious.

Sholeh and Zeela had been quiet while Zhari worked, letting her pour her complicated emotions into making a dinner that their friends would never forget. They were all coping in different ways, and this was hers. Of the three of them, it was the only method that actually had a positive benefit, as opposed to Sholeh's clinging or hiding and Zee's abuse of the training dummies in the salle.

Tonight when their guests arrived, they'd find a few of the library's tables pushed together with an impressive array of food set out. They'd be eating off of paper and plastic, but hopefully the food would be enough to make up for that. And there was a lot of it. Zhari'd wanted a lot of leftovers, so people would keep thinking of them for the next few meals. For appetizers, there were puff pastries stuffed with avacado, cream cheese, and salsa; slices of bacon and veggie quiche; a feta, honey, and date spread to be eaten over pita bread; and crispy goat cheese risotto cakes. For the main dishes, there was a choice of vegetarian (borscht), chicken (a chicken and mushroom lasagna), fish (grilled salmon in blackberry sauce), and beef (mustard-crusted tenderloin with sauce Robert, which Zhari'd never heard of before, but had sounded fun). Of course, no one had to choose one main dish; everyone was welcome to choose as many as they liked, so long as they also enjoyed some of the sides. Perhaps they'd like a nice salad for something a little lighter? Or something a bit more filling, like mushroom risotto. Then there was a bit of spice to be found in the roasted red pepper creamed corn, or they could have a more savory garlic butter pasta with shallots, spinach, and goat cheese. Oh, and rolls, of course, because what was a dinner without rolls?

There were only three desserts prepared, but Zhahar was hoping no one would mind. The cranberry oatmeal cookies with white chocolate filling had just sounded too good to pass up, but the other two desserts had meaning. There were nanaimo bars for Sparkle, as a final offer to mend the fences broken between them and s'mores brownies, in honor of the summers they'd spent in Fandom.

Now hopefully they could get through the meal without crying. That would be the true test of dinner.

[Posted in the library with permission and for those who know who they are, thanks! No OCD, just messy, messy threads!]


2014-05-02 08:51 pm (UTC) (Link)

Hannibal didn't often eat things that other people cooked, and especially not off of paper. But Zhari had been a lovely student, and he supposed that on the off-chance he was sending her off to be killed, it would be polite not to make a fuss.

He smiled at the wide array of food. "I will miss such enthusiasm."


2014-05-02 09:58 pm (UTC) (Link)

This was Sparkle, kind of shimmying over to Hannibal.

... And giving the dinosaur a wide berth. Because, really.

"Getting really tired of people taking off," he muttered, once he was within earshot. "They need to stop doing that."


2014-05-02 10:04 pm (UTC) (Link)

"It is the time of year for it, I imagine," Hannibal answered, not unkindly. "Although some may return once classes begin again."

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2014-05-02 10:02 pm (UTC) (Link)

"I'm afraid I didn't take into account how the flavors would mesh together," Zhari said, a little diffident. "I just made the ones that looked most interesting. I hope nothing clashes."


2014-05-02 10:18 pm (UTC) (Link)

"My dear, this is your occasion," Hannibal answered with a smile. "What is important is that you enjoy it."

He handed her the bottle of wine and the well-bundled leather pouch that held lined pockets of any number of herbs. "For tonight, and for yourself."

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2014-05-02 09:12 pm (UTC) (Link)

To say that Yeul was sad... wouldn't exactly be true. Though she'd felt unaccountably pensive and even a bit anxious during her portals back to Fandom, from Thessia, to say goodbye.

Hurrying wasn't something Yeul did, and she rarely ever cared if she was on time or not, since time was something she never ran out of... but now she sort of had, in one sense.

It was a complicated, and unusual, feeling for her.

"Hello!" she said, peeking in the library, her usual smile in place despite her quiet, internal turmoil. "I hope I am not late?"

Yeul honestly didn't know if she was or not. That seemed like a good place to start. (Or to end?)


2014-05-02 10:00 pm (UTC) (Link)

"You're here with plenty of time to spare," Evan offered, glancing up from where he had a dinosaur half curled around him. Ozzy had wandered off to nap elsewhere, putting some distance between himself and Old Lace. "Hey, Yeul."


2014-05-03 02:15 am (UTC) (Link)

"Hello, Evan," Yeul said lightly. "I think I will always have time to spare. It is other peoples' time that I may not have."

She tilted her head slightly as she took in his companion. "Are you babysitting today?"

Perhaps petsitting was the right term instead?

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2014-05-02 10:05 pm (UTC) (Link)

"I've only just finished putting the last of the dishes out," Zhahar said, turning to give Yeul a smile that was more than a little bit melancholy. "You arrived in plenty of time."

Though that time could now only be measured in hours.

"You know, I never think I ever asked you what your favorite dish was. I...never asked anyone. And now it's too late to cook something special for everybody."


2014-05-03 02:19 am (UTC) (Link)

"I am glad I made it," Yeul said, smiling back at Zhahar. Her smile was rather less melancholy, it had to be said.

"It is alright that you did not ask," she said, rather than say she didn't have a favourite meal. Such things changed, over time. "Because those that were invited will say what you've made is their favourite, since you made it with your heart. What would top that, tonight?"

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2014-05-02 09:18 pm (UTC) (Link)

Evan was here, looking a little more down than he had expected he was going to look tonight, with a dinosaur in tow. People probably weren't expecting Old Lace to be tagging along today, but when he'd tried to leave the room, she'd looked at him with huge, sad eyes, and all things considered...

And then Ozzy had started to whine, and Evan supposed Sholeh would like to say goodbye to him too, and...

Look, Evan kind of needed the cuddlefest. It had been a pretty rotten week.


2014-05-02 10:16 pm (UTC) (Link)

Zhahar was still in view, fussing with the table, but she looked up to give Evan a quiet smile. "Hi, Evan. You don't mind if--"

And then Old Lace followed in behind him.

"That's a dinosaur, right? Why do you have a dinosaur?"


2014-05-02 10:18 pm (UTC) (Link)

And there was a pang, right there. Evan was going to kind of ignore the stab in his chest. Old Lace, on the other hand, was going to whine a little.

... Having a telepathic dinosaur apparently made it hard to have feelings without everyone knowing.

"I don't know if you knew Gert or not," he mumbled. "She used to belong to her."


2014-05-02 10:23 pm (UTC) (Link)

"I don't think I did," Zhahar said apologetically. "Did she graduate and have to leave?"

She could understand not being able to bring a pet dinosaur home from the island. She was just grateful they'd never gotten a pet while they were at Fandom, or Evan might have ended up with a third animal to call his own.

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2014-05-02 11:17 pm (UTC) (Link)

Oh, good! At least Cecil wasn't the only one who'd brought a pet. Foucault and Old Lace could totally hang out together, right?

"Go on!" He prodded Foucault, who looked a little doubtful. "They're birds or something too, right?" He thought he remembered Carlos saying something about that. "And you're almost the same size!"


2014-05-02 11:39 pm (UTC) (Link)

Almost! Old Lace was looking a little askance at the... bird creature, in turn.

"I think he wants you to be friends," Evan offered, giving Old Lace a gentle nudge. "Go on, it'll be good for you."

A beat.



2014-05-02 09:35 pm (UTC) (Link)

"Oh, shit." Sparkle really hadn't been expecting it, but his face lit up a little when he spotted the Nanaimo bars. "No way. I haven't seen these things in two years."

It made him feel marginally better about how much he hated the island, and this week, and everything. He'd brought a present for the girls, because of course he wasn't going to let them leave without stocking them up on make-up first, and he'd even shown up sober.

That was how much he cared, Sho. Sober. This week of all weeks.


2014-05-02 10:18 pm (UTC) (Link)

"I saw them and thought of you," Zhari said softly. "I hope they came out okay."

Zhahar and Sparkle hadn't really gotten along even before the whole vampire fiasco, but she'd seen them and thought they'd make a better peace offering than anything she could say.


2014-05-02 10:20 pm (UTC) (Link)

"They're way too sweet and the chocolate is melting all over my fingers," Sparkle replied. "Which means you made them perfectly. Thanks, Zhahar."

He licked off his fingers, and then held one up, shrugging his backpack off his shoulder and going for a rummage.

"Got something for you three, too."

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2014-05-02 11:20 pm (UTC) (Link)

Part of Cecil wasn't really sure about this - honestly, if his roommate hadn't gone feral on him all year, why should she start now? But on the other hand, librarians were tricky, and maybe she'd waited to lull him into a false sense of security?

He was glad to see other folks here, too. And Evan! She liked Evan, so maybe there would be minimal bloodshed and sacrifice after all.

He had brought Foucault for backup, though.


2014-05-02 11:59 pm (UTC) (Link)

Sholeh didn't plan on their being bloodshed and sacrifice, but she did have sort of a surprise in store.

"Hi, Cecil," Zhahar said, coming up to greet him. "And Foucault, too. I wasn't sure if he was coming, but I brought him some fruit and things to nibble if you did."

Don't worry, Cecil. There'd be an explanation why this vaguely-familiar blonde was greeting you like she'd known you for a year very soon.


2014-05-03 12:16 am (UTC) (Link)

"Um. Hello?" Cecil gave her a little wave. "And thank you! I'm sure he really appreciates that." Cecil might not be sure who she was, but anyone that thought of Foucault was okay with him.

Foucault eyed Zhahar curiously and cutely.


2014-05-03 09:51 pm (UTC) (Link)

"I guess some introductions are due," Zhahar said. "I'm Zhahar, Sholeh's sister. And before you ask, no, I'm not here to escort her home. I've been with her the whole time she was here."

And, just a few seconds later, Sholeh was standing in front of him. "Hi, Cecil. I was intending to tell you sometime that you shared the room with three girls, not one, but...I kinda ran out of time. Sorry."

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2014-05-03 01:08 am (UTC) (Link)

Constantine sauntered out of his office eventually, rumpled as always and hands in his pockets. He gave a low whistle as he saw the spread that had been laid out on the tables and shook his head. "Sho, pet, if I'd known you could cook like this, I'd have ditched the 'no food in the library' rule awhile ago."


2014-05-03 09:57 pm (UTC) (Link)

"Oh, I didn't make all this," Sholeh explained. "My sister, Zhahar, did."

She walked over in front of him, huddling down to make herself seem smaller. "Mr. Constantine, sir? I kind of have something to tell you. It's...kind of like a confession, but...I feel less bad about it now than I did when I--when we first came here."

They might be demons, but that didn't mean that they were bad or evil. Tryads, like humans, just were. Some were good and some were bad and most were somewhere in between. But Sholeh and her sisters didn't need to feel ashamed for being whatever it was they were, so long as they kept trying their best to be good people.