Apr. 21st, 2011

prodigaljaybird: (Comics - Red hoodie.)
He's taken food from the Winchester.

It's not stolen, not today, and he even took the time to sweet talk the tall, pretty blonde in the kitchen into a custom order. He hadn't even had to help, just promised an extra boar or two the next time the Winchester needed meat, showed up when the food was ready, and that was that. And so it is that when Jason shoulders through the hut door, it's with a roast, a casserole, and an honest to god apple pie in his arms.

"Bucky!" he bellows, plunking everything on the table right away. He thinks the roast might be boar shoulder, it's hard to tell through all the gravy, and the bean casserole has enough cheese on it to make Jason ponder eating an actual vegetable. He sticks them side by side, unrolling the dinnerware tied into the cloth thrown over his shoulder. Food, plates, silverware...the table has never looked so civilized.

Jason twists to look over his shoulder. "I got food!"

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