#stillfrigginhungry

DON’T YOU FUCKIN START THAT SHIT

If this goes on people are going to start thinking I call myself Mama Sasha because of some weird fetish thanks a lot

Your snacks will have to be approved first, Sasha. No beefcock, no grilled testicles.

desimating said: I got the drinks.

4. Nose

          It's kind of weird being at Connie's house when he isn't home.  To make things even more bizarre, his mom isn't home either.  It's just himself, Sasha, and Connie's little sister, who's not even in the same room.  Sasha and Connie had decided to drag Eren over to try some of their new recipes or something.  Some conversation in entirely hushhush tones had taken place, and all Eren could assume was that they were missing an ingredient or something, because Connie had ducked out after searching his room fervently.

          Now he was left sitting at the table while Sasha ran around the kitchen preparing some sort of gravy and he wasn't sure what kind of meat it was she was making to put it on, but at least it smelled nice.  But it wasn't exactly eventful sitting here watching her, he'd have to admit.

          Elbow sore from holding his chin up against the rough, unpolished oak table, he drops his hand and drums his fingers against the tabletop instead, eyes wandering from the ceiling to Sasha once again.  Weird how something so simple as an apron can change the way someone looks.  A little.  Well, probably just women, since it really brought out their curves.

          As she spins around with a steaming pot and a bowl, Eren wonders if they put the little cat face in the spot right over her breasts on purpose.  Absolutely genius, if you ask him.  I'm not looking at your boobs, the cat face is just really cute.  " --ng to be really good, I think! "  She's talking, he finally realizes, and flusters slightly over the fact he actually has no idea how long she was going on to him.

          " You mean you never tried it yourself? " he ventures, hoping that whatever he'd caught wasn't misleading.  He feels a jolt of alarm when she gives him a look, but it fades when he realizes she's just trying to think back.

          " Uh, nope. "  She shrugs with an awkward sort of laugh.  " I mean, I've had both of these things before, but not together, and I mean -- just because you've had chicken, duck, and turkey doesn't mean you've had a turducken, you know? "  She waves a spoon at him, one she had been using to stir the gravy with, and he raises a brow before nodding.  " RIGHT.  So, I thought I'd try it!  And since you're always adventurous enough, why not invite you? "

          " Wait, what?  Is this another one of your experiments with weird body parts ... ? "

          Sasha all but snorts, and rolls her eyes with a dramatic tilt of her head.  " Nooo, Eren.  If it was anything to do with the Mama Sasha Special, do you think we'd make it at Connie's place? "