Fragment meets the Fifty

[FireiceXHydroXFirestorm]

Felidae smiled and walked in after Lightning, Raven, and Sparrow. She looked back at Fragment. "Come on, Fragment. I'll cook us some fish if ya want some?" She shifted back into her normal form.

[Fragment:.]

Fragment wriggled uncomfortably under her fur. The though of turning back to human lingered annoyingly in her head and she flicked her ear that a raindrop sat upon, soaking the smooth fur on her ear down. With a sigh, she gave in and slowly started changing back to her human form, savoring the last minute of being a cat until next time she turned. They still don't know about my tiger form though! She thought silently. Or the fire....her self conscious added. She nibbled nervously on her nails, which were just turning back to human form. The morning back had slowed her down so she trotted back up to where the others were walking down the hall, and she tried to imitate there rhythmic steps. She shivered at the thought of what Felidae had said....did she know Canidae like she did? Was she related to him? They did have similar names....she'd have to talk to her later. In the mean while...."Yes please!" She licked her lips at the thought of some tender fish meat. " What do you have in the means of fish? Do you have Haddock?"

[Cujo]

If we don't, Ah can go and get some from the market if ya want, Rogue said, smiling at the girl. She picked up Sparrow and sat down where he had been, placing the child on her lap and bouncing him up and down on her knee.

[FireiceXHydroXFirestorm]

Felidae smiled and pulled a tuna casserole from the fridge. "Here is some fish for us, Fragment." She popped it in the oven and started drumming her fingers on the counter waiting impatiently.

[.avaline]

Raven got out some frozen peas and Sparrow reached for them, Raven set them down and started on making rice.

[Cujo]

Sparrow! Wait til those are cooked! Rogue said, laughing as the little boy reached for the frozen peas.

[.avaline]

Sparrow withdrew his hand and let Raven heat them up. Raven finished with the rice and set it out on the table along with the veggies. The little ding of the microwave told her that Sparrow's peas were done. She got them and gave a sthingy to the boy. He dug eagarly into the small round peas. She heaself got some rice and sat down.

[Cujo]

Rogue scooped some rice onto a plate she had grabbed from the cupboard and sat down next to Sparrow, laughing at the boy's eagerness to eat the peas. Sparrow, ya're goin to choke yourself if ya keep eatin' so fast! She exclaimed, smiling at the young boy.

[Fragment:.]

Fragment looked down at her pink sandals, flopped against the floor down the hall. She looked back down at her toes, wiggling to get used to the cold, smooth floor as she walked down into the kitchen. It was filled with wonderful scents of rice and peas. They must have haddock! She thought with a small sigh. Placing herself in a chair, she looked over the smooth wood table." Can I have some?" she perked up, her blue eyes twinkling like sapphires and reflecting the image of the fridge. " Hello, your Sparrow, right?" she asked, looking beside her at the little boy, throwing handfuls of peas in his mouth like he'd never taste them again.

[Cujo]

Rogue smiled and stood up, walked over to the cupboard and pulled out another plate. She set it down in front of Fragment, smiling at her. Sure, go ahead and take as much as you want, She said, pushing the rice towards her. If you want somethin' else, don't be shy. Go ahead and ask.

[Fragment:.]

Without hesitation, Fragment gripped the sthingy and piled rice and peas onto the plate that waited untouched in front of her. Rice stuck together like dirt, while the peas rolled down the plate like boulders. Quietly, she stuffed her had into the pocket in her pink shirt and shuffled around until her hand touched a smooth, plastic surface. Giving a sharp tug, a bottle of hot sauce flew from her hand and banged against the smooth, silver surface of the fridge, catching in the rippling black handle. " Oops," She stuttered in surprise. She clambered from the padded chair and wrapped her long, spidery fingers around the bottle. A strip of cover peeled off in her palm, and fell to the floor. Fingering through her blossoming dark red hair, tangles catching in her fingers and she unclasped the butterfly clip it flooded down her back until she rearranged it back on her head. Squishing the bottle, and washing the rice with a flood of thick, orange-red liquid, she licked her lips and turned to Sparrow. " Want some?"