MHA #10 - Monday Afternoon

[notagoose]

Goose had been handwavily called back home last week to help provide security for a Thanksgiving event that some senators had and he hadn’t been able to get out of it with both his dad and Captain Foxx threatening to both court martial him and send him on a tour of Pluto.

He was glad to be back home and once he put his things away he sat down to go through his news feed.

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[chef_chocobro]

Thanksgiving was certainly not a holiday that Ignis celebrated in any significant way, but it was a holiday focused heavily on food, and, as such, there had absolutely been cooking. And a lot of that.

And with that cooking also came a good deal of thinking, especially after his conversation with Detective Watts a little bit ago. Really, without daemons to defeat or a world to rebuilt, thinking was all Ignis really had to do these days. Thinking and cooking and taking advantage of knowing the guy who ran the gym.

Gladiolus Amicitia was in no threat of starving any time soon. But someone who might be, if the usual state of his refrigerator was anything to go by, was Shane, especially coming off of a weekend away. Which was, of course, why Ignis had made his way downstairs with a significant amount of leftovers, and certainly no other ulterior motives, and why he was currently knocking on the door to his apartment just now, as well.