( it might mean more that he's done a good thing β because cleaning a thing? putting a thing away? most of that tends to be beyond the prince's awareness, and even as he watches the other retreat into the bathroom and close the door behind him, he can't help but be the tiniest bit pleased, even if that hadn't been so much of a request as it had been a. not quite demand, but more than an idle suggestion. there is not much of a word that counts for what this is, but ignis chuckles a bit to himself anyway, pulling himself up and angling toward the kitchen. )Well done, highness. ( he's well aware of how his voice carries, and how the lilt of polite condescension will surely permeate the door and thus the prince's ears. ) You've truly outdone yourself.
( could you be. any more. of a git right now.
probably, but that's neither here nor there.
and while his brat prince is busying himself with whatever sort of disaster that counts as morning ritual, ignis is bringing out the waffle maker ( decently clean, he must say, even if it's not quite up to his standards ), gathering the ingredients needed to make the batter from scratch ( because if you think he's going to use some pre-made boxed hungry jack insomnian equivalent you are dead ass wrong ) and readying the various utensils, bowls and spoons and a whisk roughly the size of his hand.
whenever noct sees fit to meander out from the bathroom, he'll surely find his chamberlain already mixing. he hasn't even checked if there's bacon. ( there is, but let's let the prince sweat a little, shall we? ) )
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Date: 2017-07-26 08:56 pm (UTC)( could you be. any more. of a git right now.
probably, but that's neither here nor there.
and while his brat prince is busying himself with whatever sort of disaster that counts as morning ritual, ignis is bringing out the waffle maker ( decently clean, he must say, even if it's not quite up to his standards ), gathering the ingredients needed to make the batter from scratch ( because if you think he's going to use some pre-made boxed hungry jack insomnian equivalent you are dead ass wrong ) and readying the various utensils, bowls and spoons and a whisk roughly the size of his hand.
whenever noct sees fit to meander out from the bathroom, he'll surely find his chamberlain already mixing. he hasn't even checked if there's bacon. ( there is, but let's let the prince sweat a little, shall we? ) )