notyourutopian | IC Contact: Recollé

[Yukiko's doing the same thing, taking a little bite out of one of the dumplings. And she immediately makes a disgusted face.

The texture. The taste. It's...]

Gods, what the heck.

[Even she can admit that she screwed this one up. Totally blame the recipe.]

...the dumplings.

[Spitting it out, she inspects the half that wasn't all chewed up...]

...look like the bottom of a river delta.

[Eleanor had been trying to figure out how to swallow the awful dumpling when Yukiko spit hers out, and she made a sound that might've been 'oh thank god' muttered around the terrible food before she spit hers out too.]

Uch...

[She scraped at her tongue with her teeth a couple times before actually trying for words.]

That was...something, Yukiko. [She finally said.] Not your best results, I think.

[Yukiko shudders.

Stares at her soup.

Gets up.

Walks over to the sink.

And dumps the soup down the disposal.]

I'm sorry. We'll...just order out tonight.

[Something comes over her then. Her knees start to wobble, and she can barely take the soup pot in hand without dropping it. It teeters, falls into the sink with a clatter, and she hits the disposal...using the noise to drown out an uncomfortable half-wheeze half-sob as the last hour goes down the drain. Quite literally.]

It's alright, we all have off days. You've seen me fail to boil water so...

[Yukiko's garbage disposal trick might've worked if Eleanor hadn't turned to follow her into the kitchen and get rid of her own terrible soup in time to see Yukiko crying over the sink. Well shit.]

Hey.

[She immediately set her own bowl down on the counter and closed the distance between them, putting an arm around her shoulders.]

Yukiko...it's alright.

[She wasn't exactly sure what to say though, other than the half-hug. Reassurances weren't really her best subject.]

Maybe. I wouldn't know.
I still haven't seen a single person I recognize in the memories I got.

Can you drive?
I don't have my license :(

Oh yeah
You don't get to have two little sisters and two working parents and not basically be required to get your license ten seconds after you turn sixteen.

Haha

Sure I can drive
I usually walk to the campus but I'll bring my car that day

[Yukiko slumps down over the counter, shaking slightly as the water rinses away her mistake. The smell is...pretty bad too...but she just stands there, taking it in like a punishment for her failure.]

No...it's not.

[She sniffles and flicks off the disposal, wiping away stinging tears with the back of her hand.]

...I just remembered more about the other me. She nearly killed Yosuke and one of the twins with her cooking. They...called it Mystery Food X.

[A sudden flash of anger comes over her, like a child throwing a little tantrum, and she gestures at the pot.]

That's just the start. I managed to screw up an egg yesterday. I thought it was a fluke, but now I'm not sure.

[Mystery Food X. Well that was certainly...a thing.]

Okay, here, come on. Come over here.

[She was not going to let Yukiko crouch over the terrible smelling soup as it washed away that was way too close to some kind of dramatic movie moment. That and she could smell it from where she was standing too and wanted to stop. So she tried to gently pull Yukiko from the sink at least and towards the middle of their little kitchen.]

[She moved to half-face her then, keeping a hand on her shoulder.]

Yukiko, you followed a bad recipe and made a bad egg.

[Eleanor was trying to use logic which...probably wouldn't help but it was kind of her fallback.]

You're not going to suddenly start poisoning everyone, okay? Your one of the best cooks I know, that doesn't just...evaporate because you remember someone else was bad at cooking.

You have a big family! I guess that makes sense, why you'd have to learn how to drive.
I'm an only child. I pretty much got chauffeured everywhere.

Thanks!

Upside of that, they gave me a car when I turned seventeen!

Being an only child seems so strange to me

Cool! Your own car, that's so nice of them! Was it a brand new car?

Why? It's not that bad. You get a lot of freedom.

it's a big city, they might not have gotten the app yet

or awakened? I think is the term some people are using Σ（￣□￣；）

Yeah
2016 Subaru
She's my baby.

Yeah but
I don't know
It just seems weird to me
I guess cause I don't really remember ever not having sisters

People sure do love coming up with fancy names for things, don't they.

I suppose that's true though
Maybe someday.

[Still very upset, shaking a little, Yukiko allows herself to be led away from the awful, awful stew. It's really strange how she failed to notice that when she was cooking, but...here it is.]

...I haven't messed up an egg since I was seven.

[Sullenly, she looks back at the sink, swallowing hard, her throat tight and her eyes burning.]

...and what if it's like Anya? She lost the ability to speak English overnight, and now all she really speaks is Russian and very broken Japanese. It's not out of the question.

[Should she just give up on cooking? Probably. At least, that's her logic.]

does it bother you a lot? Not having someone to share the memories with

Okay. I don't actually know what's happening to me. I haven't been to see the docs yet.

But I'm communicating now without a phone. I'm just- connected. It's not like the telepathy, but it sort of is. I'm seeing screen pop up in my field of vision, and I think about the words to type them up.

[There's a delay before she responds.]

Sometimes
But they're mostly awful so
I'm not sure I'd want to have to make someone else see them too

I can understand that

though in the end it really isn't a choice we can make...

still, I'll keep an ear out for anyone who might have similar memories to yours

a city under the sea, right?

Oooh dang girl! That sounds like a good time!

Well...I can't remember ever not being an only child, so that makes us even?
Idk

Yeah.
Basically.
In the 50s

Thanks Minako

Hmm. Haha. I guess so.
I know a lot of single children, thinking about it.

They all seem pretty happy with it.

[Eleanor had thought of that too, but she had hoped Yukiko wouldn't remember. Well damn.]

It's not. You're not Anya. You aren't going to magically forget how to cook.

[Still leading her further from the smell, out into the living room.]

Besides, the soup was actually pretty tasty, right? It was just the...other bits...that weren't. And you said that was a new recipe right?

The dumplings were awful...

[She admits that much. But it's hard to screw up broth with vegetables...]

The ones in the pot definitely broke apart and ruined the soup...

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