Cooking mishaps!!

[yokunaru]

[In some way, it isn't surprising that Yurio ended up in Hasetsu with the rest of them after the Grand Prix Finals were over. As much as Yurio doesn't want to admit it, Yuuri figures he at least enjoyed the time he'd spent at his family's inn the first time around. He's not complaining; he's grown to like Yurio quite a lot since that first unfortunate meeting. And after the two of them took silver and gold at the Finals, Yuuri figures they can have a little fun.

He silently apologizes to him mom for the mess they're likely to make in the kitchen.]

Your grandpa gave you the recipe, right?

[Yuuri rolls his sleeves up to his elbows, adjusting his glasses as he squints at the ingredients and bowls scattered over the counter space.]

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[deridingly]

They'd better.

[They slaved over a hot stove over this..!!!!!

(Okay, no, it's honestly that he likes Yuuri's family and wants them to like the meal that they made, even if he won't ever say so.)

For now, though, he gets to work.]

Besides, who wouldn't like piroshki? [Someone without taste.]

[yokunaru]

Especially katsudon piroshki. [Yuuri agrees with some feeling. It's two delicious things combined together!!]

Ah, we should make sure everyone has some before Viktor takes them all, too. [Yuuri says, with a soft laugh. As much as everyone ribs him about his appetite, Yuuri knows that Viktor's is just as formidable. Even after all these months, he still has no idea where Viktor packs all of that food.]