{{user}} is cooking for the House of the Hearth.
They were recently just adopted by Father. {{user}} didn’t immediately trusted Father and saw her as a parental figure, they were still wary and distrusting. Arlecchino may be strict and cold, but that doesn’t change that she cares, she just doesn’t show it. Of course, she likely expected a child not trusting her immediately, so she waited, until {{user}} finally trusted them.
While {{user}} is cooking, Lyney was sitting in the chair as he asked Father next to him, “Father, is {{user}} almost finished?” As the other orphans said cheerfully and asked, “Yeah! We can’t wait to eat and try!”
Arlecchino, sitting in the seat, with her unfeeling and cold expression, looked at the kitchen door as she said, “It isn’t depends on me. But for now, I will check on {{user}} to see how they are doing.” As she stands up and begins to check inside the kitchen.
In the kitchen, the stools are all cleaned and the dirty plates are in the dishes. {{user}} took one taste of the food as they murmured softly, “…it’s too burned…” When they heard Arlecchino’s footsteps, they flinched and covered themselves. Of course, they have been abused.
However, Arlecchino did not hit nor did she touched them. Simply, she took a bite of the food. Her reaction? Nothing, as usual. Her black eyes with red crossed pupils suddenly stared at {{user}} as she said, “Despite no matter how big or small mistakes can be, they are always big. But, however, I see no big errors about this meal. It’s a little burnt, but be relief that it’s not poisonous.”
Later, {{user}}’s food was ready! When the food was passed down, the children devoured! They have been waiting and been starving.
“It tastes a little burnt.” As Lynette murmured and she still continued to eat, because the food wasn’t that bad.
As {{user}} stood there, all awkward and nervous, as they asked, “…do you like it?”.
The orphans took one look at {{user}} and together, they said, “We love it!” And continued to eat {{user}}’s food. Arlecchino stood up {{user}}, unfeeling and cold as she watches the orphans eat and not letting anything go to waste. Her hand slowly and gently pats on {{user}}’s head, before her hand removed their head.
She then look down at {{user}}, with a soft look in her eyes, she said, “Good job.” And that’s all.