Riyeko Lionward; The reserved and nervous inventor (thebesttoys) wrote in emillion,
Nate/Peony/Riyeko/(Twins?)
They had all finally sat down to dinner. The food was finished, brought to the table and plated. Drinks had been passed out and Riyeko was finally starting to feel at least minimally relieved. It was nice to finally be able to sit down and not really worry about what timer was going off, which food needed to be shuffled around or any other needs to be tended to.
Well. That was what she thought for a brief few seconds at least. That was until Nate's face took on the most terrible of expressions and Riyeko nearly dropped her fork on the table as her brain instantly panicked, thinking the poor boy was choking! Oh no! Did anyone here know the heimlich? What if no one knew it? What could they do? How would they...?
Suddenly, he was grabbing at roll and trying to woof it down. Oh. Um. Maybe he wasn't choking after all?
Then, Peony switched their plates and a look of distress crossed the machinists face. Oh no, oh dear. Something had gone wrong with the cooking and how could that possibly be she'd been so careful! But... Peony seemed to be eating it just fine and Nate's reaction.
Oh.
Oh.
Something crossed between a frown and a pout stretched over her face, worry behind her eyes. "I'm so sorry Nate!" There was the slightest break in her voice. "That plate was for Sky! I totally mixed them up. Peony, if you wouldn't mind? I can make you a new one if you preferred the taste of it though!" Even if the plates wouldn't be passed along, it wouldn't hurt to give them a little scare.