sits on his roof and listens.

a feeling someone is there, but ignores it to keep playing.

sways with the music.

finishes playing the song and sets his violin down to take a drink of water.

slides down the roof a bit. "Nice song."

jumps slightly, he looked at the roof. "Danke.. Denmark, please get down."

hums. "Why~?"

frowns. "Because you know I don't like you on my roof."

shrugs and sprawls out on it.

frowns quietly running his hands through this hair, he just felt so tired..

watches him. "Ye look tired~"

blinks at this. "I am, but I'm fine." He smiled slightly, three scratch scabs on his cheek from Gilbert's cat.

slides down and lands in front of him, poking his cheek.

gasps slightly in pain pulling away. "D-don't just poke! It's rude!"

shrugs. "How'd ye get those marks?"

frowns a bit. "Gilbert's cat. It doesn't seem to like me."

nods. "That's unfortunate. But also funny."

frowns slightly. "It's not funny, it wouldn't stop bleeding."

... laughs.

frowns quietly sighing, he didn't find it funny.

did. He th0ught a meer cat scratch was bad... how funny.

didn't think it was bad, he knew it wasn't that bad, it just hurt.

still thinks it's funny.

knows...

pats his shoulder. "Ah well... at least ye came out alive."

sighs. "Please do not mock me."

smirks at him before sitting on the balcony.

watches him quietly.

kicks his legs back and forth. "Well, ye gonna play for me?"

nods slightly. "Yes, I will.." He picked up the violin. "What would you like to hear?"

shrugs. "Anythin' at this point."

nods to him and begins to play a random piece.

smiles and closes his eyes, swaying to the music happily.

closes his eyes as his fingers danced across the fret board and over the strings.

moved his hand with the music, almost as if conducting him. He loved music...

doesn't notice the hand. Nor did he need any type of instruction with this piece.

knew he didn't, it just came natrually to him. He seemed to flow with the music.

keeps playing until the song was done, and he slowly lowered the bow.

smiles and claps a bit. "Very good~"

smiles slightly. "Thank you very much."

sways on the banaster a bit. "So, ye enjoy playin' out like this?"

nods to him. "Ja, very much so. I love when it's nice out so that I can stay out here easily."

nods. "Ja, I do the exact same thing..." Smirks.

smiles slightly. "Well, what brought you here today?"

shrugs. "Nothin'. I was just walkin' and heard ye playin'..."

nods to him. "So you decided to crawl on my roof?"

nods. "I figured it'd be better than climbin' up the side of the balcony."

frowns a bit and nods to this. "That's true.." He was used to the other climbing on his roof even if he didn't like it.

leans back a bit to look up at the sky. "I'm hungry."

nods slightly. "Are you asking me to make you something then?"

smiles at him and nods.

sighs and nods. "Alright, well then.. What would you like?"

shrugs. "I'unno. What do ye feel like makin'?"

shrugs slightly, he wasn't all that hungry.

hums. "Just gimme food."

raises an eyebrow. "Is there anything specific that you feel like?"

"Chicken."

nods to him. "Alright, chicken it is then. Do you mind potatoes?"

shakes his head. "Nej, that sounds good."

nods to him. "Alright then." He placed his violin in it's case before taking it inside.

slides off the railing and follows him.

puts his violin back in the music room before going to the kitchen pulling out some chicken to un-thaw in the microwave. Then getting some

potatoes to cut up in order to boil.

watches him.

goes and gets an apron and puts it on before starting to wash and cut the potatoes up.

sits on the counter near him and watches.

he wouldn't sit there. BT

does anyways.

knows he wouldn't listen anyway. Just like Gilbert.

... figures he was right.

knows that he was right. He finished cutting the potatoes before putting them on to boil.

continues to watch him. He kicked his legs back and forth. "What're ye gonna do to the potatoes?"

hums slightly. "I could just leave them after they are boiled, or I could mash them.."

nods. "Add a few spices and make some kind of gravey... That'd be nice."

nods to him. "Alright." He took the chicken out of the microwave and began to cook it.

watches him even more. "What're ye gonna do to the chicken?"

blinks at this. "Cook it in the pan and spice it?"

nods. "Awesome. I like spices..."

nods to him. "As do I." He didn't have plain tastes.

didn't either. He liked to use spieces... it was a nice change compared to having just plain meat like in the old days.

would agree with that..

licks his lips. He was glad to be here right now.

starts to spice the chicken as it cooked.

licks his lips as he watched...

hums something quietly to himself.

tries to listen to him.

notices him trying to listen, he just kept humming quietly.

nods a little as he hummed, more so out of habbit.

habit*

checks on the potatoes. Almost done, time to make the gravy, so he started on that.

licked his lips at seeing the potatoes.

sighs quietly at this and made the gravy. Once it was done, he took it off the heat, as well getting the potatoes off and strained.

leans forward. "Can I smash 'em?"

blinks but nods a bit. "I guess so.."

smiles and grabby hands for them.

pours the potatoes back into the pot, no need to make more dishes, right?

agrees. He grabs the pot from him and looks around. "Gimme a fork."

blinks... He picked up a potato masher and handed it over. "Here you go."

blinks before smiling. He put the pot between his legs and started smashing the potatoes.

watches him, then getting the chicken off after making sure that it was perfectly cooked.

licks his lips. "Is it done yet?"

nods to him. "Mhmm, are the potatoes?"

nods, sliding the pot over to him. "Mhmm mhmm~"

nods, getting plates for them both, getting everything ready for them.

smiles and hops off the counter, standing behind him. "Food food food~"