thxsilence:
Desmond throws all the food together in a giant pot and covers it to allow it time to cook. It sucked having to wait sometimes, but at least now they were eating a little better than before. Someday, he’d like to have one of those zappers that makes the food instantly, but then he might actually miss the practice. Before he goes to chill with Gem while it cooks, he makes her and the kids some jelly toast to hold them over.
“No.” he hands a piece to Pluto as he passes her then the rest over to Gem, “I have no idea, maybe he’s suuuuper into redheads.” Another small Gem tries to reach for a piece and Desmond picks her up to let her sit on his lap, “She didn’t seem that interesting to me, then again, I was on the other side of the dock.”
“Well there ain’t a lot of redheads on Port Gem,” she says thoughtfully, mindlessly smacking away a hand she knows has already had a piece of toast. “Still, weird of Cas to be thinking with his dick.” Whatever, everyone had to blow off steam once in awhile she supposed.
Pluto shifts so that her head is resting on Des’ knee, licking the jelly off her fingers while she watches another sibling toy with a radio. Gem kicks her sister lightly, “You. You’re not gonna run out on me for some redhead, right?” Her carbon copy laughs, but no sound comes out. It’s still charming, the way her the corners of her lips crinkle as she guffaws. Gem smirks, “Didn’t think so. See, Des? Pluto is loyal. Your boy ain’t.”
