MCA #3, Wednesday Evening

[uncertain_dume]

"C'mon, Hera," Kanan muttered, tripping over his dog and then kind of skirted to the side as the nexu who was supposed to be his roommate slithered her way by him toward the kitchen. He sighed, reaching up a hand to scratch at his cheek before he carefully made his way around both of the four-footed beings he was sharing his home with. "Yeah, yeah. Order of the day is nerf, again. But only if you get off the counter."

He was ready to reach up and heave her off of there with his bare hands.

Again.

He was going to have to re-finish those countertops when she turned back. Nexu claws meant business when they belonged to a nexu who didn't want to get shoved off the countertop.

"If you stay on the floor, I'll feed you, and then I'm going to bed."

If he could fit in there around the feline with quills, anyway. How was this his life?

[OOC: For that nexu! Or any visits if anyone pleases.]

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[futurespacemom]

Hera nodded and went to the fridge. "What about these green things?"

They were called beans.

[uncertain_dume]

"Those'll be fine," Kanan replied, nodding. "They're green beans. I can steam those, they'll make a good side for the steaks. And then maybe potatoes or rice or something."

A starch.

[futurespacemom]

Hera brought the beans over to the sink and started rinsing them. "What have you eaten less of this week?" she asked.

[uncertain_dume]

"Nerf," Kanan replied pointedly. And then grinned a little and added, "and rice. I didn't want to pull out the cooker while you were up on the counter half the time. That could only end badly."

[futurespacemom]

Hera rolled her eyes. "Rice it is." She finished up and rolled the beans in a towel, then went to get the rice cooker.