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CHARACTERS: Death and Death
LOCATION: A kitchen
WARNINGS: Highly unlikely to apply
SUMMARY: They've been together for been two years. They're as surprised as anyone.
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There was no calendar on the ship, of course. No way of knowing what the date actually is. From what Jaye said, the jump period could be a year.

But they could count days. And when you were an anthropomorphic personification, you had the sort of memory where you couldn't lose track, even when you wanted to. So she knew it had been two years since that fateful Valentine's Day. Two years since they put words to those feelings, even if those words were mostly "confusion". Not quite two years since they realized they meant it, but two years.

It was the sort of thing you made time to celebrate. She wasn't so clueless about relationships as all of that. Even though neither of them actually needs to eat, she's taken over one of the kitchens so she can prepare a nice dinner.

There are customs, after all.

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There are indeed customs, Death knows this even if he doesn't always understand them. Which is why he remembers the valentines days in Mayfield and shows up with a small thing of cookies. Shaped like hearts. ....actual hearts because he never understood who those other shapes were trying to fool.

He places them on the table and then leans to let Rincewind jump down from his shoulder and flee to Didi's legs.

DO YOU REQUIRE HELP WITH ANYTHING?

It's not a day in their lives (so to speak) if Rincewind isn't underfoot fleeing from the terrors of the hallway.

"If you could grab the rice while I finish this up, that'd be great." She'd almost timed it so that everything actually finished at the same time.

OF COURSE.

It's against the laws of the universe that everything be ready at the same time. Or at least probably on the Disc.

She's never been to the Disc, but somehow, it really wouldn't surprise her if there was a rule of some sort.

A final stir and the sauce was ready. Some would question why she was putting this much effort into a meal for someone with no stomach. Those people would probably question the entire relationship.

"How has it already been two years? It's not that long, but it feels like it should be longer." The strange thing about being immortal, and yet finding oneself in this... other state.

IT HAS....TIME IS A GREAT DEAL STRANGER WHEN YOU CAN ONLY EXPERIENCE IT FROM ONE DIRECTION.

Death continues helping with the rice.

Sauce done and off the burner before it scorches, the next step is getting the meat out of the oven. Nearly ready.

"It's perspective, I guess. Doing all these... simple things." Like, well, dinner for two because it was an important date. "Keeping track of how long things have been."

OR PERHAPS IT COMES WITH LACK OF PERSPECTIVE. NOT BEING ABLE TO SEE EVERY SIDE OF THINGS. IT MAKES CONVERSATIONS A GREAT DEAL EASIER TO KEEP UP WITH.

Death giggled. "Now we're into perspective on perspective." That was probably a bit much.

She removed the dish from the oven and started delicately dribbling sauce over it.

IF WE TRIED I'M SURE WE COULD DISCUSS THE PERSPECTIVES ON BOTH.

And the rice seems to be finished so he'll start moving that out of the pot.

THOUGH PERHAPS WE SHOULD RETURN TO THE ORIGINAL POINT OF THE CONVERSATION. ...TWO YEARS. I BELIEVE HUMANS SAY SOMETHING ABOUT TIME FLYING?

"When you're having fun." Huh. That was... well, they'd been an interesting few years. "I guess some parts have been. When it's just us." Not so much the zombie plagues.

I BELIEVE LIFE WOULD BE MUCH LONGER IF THAT WAS THE ONLY TIME, WHEN TIME "FLEW".

And there we go. Finished with the rice. He'll put the pot away now then.

Though it has had its moments I WILL ADMIT.

"Sayings aren't always entirely accurate." After three years, you would think she would have given up on explaining that. Though she has come to expect him to be forever literal.

She gets everything set out and carries the plates over to the table.

THEY WOULD NEVER LAST VERY LONG ON THE DISC IF THEY WEREN'T.

[The reality would just rewrite itself into something that would fit the saying. Because the Discworld. Anyway he'll start putting the rice out.]

HOW MUCH OF THE RICE WOULD YOU LIKE?

"One scoop should be plenty." She doesn't need to eat, of course, but then again, neither does he. It doesn't mean she can't enjoy it.

She lights the candle she'd manged to scrounge up. THere were, after all, traditions. "So time flies all the time on the Disc, then?"

He does just that as they set it up.

IF IT DOESN'T, THE HISTORY MONKS ARE GENERALLY THERE TO SORT IT OUT.

"Are they like the Monitors? Sitting around making sure it all goes smoothly, not supposed to interfere and ultimately interfering an awful lot?" That seemed to happen any time someone promised not to interfere. Except Destiny, but he was a category of his own. Fortunately.

She lights the candle she'd managed to scrounge up. It was customary, after all.

NO THEY INTERFERE A GREAT DEAL. THEY STORE TIME AND MAKE SURE IT IS DISTRIBUTED PROPERLY. TIME IS AFFECTED BY PEOPLES PERCEPTIONS OF IT AFTER ALL.

THESE MONITORS SOUND RATHER MORE LIKE OUR AUDITORS. DO THEY HATE ALL LIFE AS WELL?

"No, they're actually quite interested in it. They just don't like crossover between dimensions." They probably hated these ships and towns that took people from all over. Who could blame them?

DOES THAT HAPPEN A GREAT DEAL?

"Every now and then. More often recently, for some reason." It would probably pass, with time. Everything did.

IS THERE A REASON BEHIND IT? WE OCCASIONALLY HAVE THINGS FROM THE DUNGEON DIMENSIONS TRYING TO GET IN AFTER STRONG MAGIC. AND THERE ARE THE ELVES OF COURSE.

"There's something inherently unstable about some of the overlap. Superheros seem to make it worse." Well, correlation didn't imply causation. But given her long experience, it could certainly waggle its eyebrows rather suggestively.

HEROES DO TEND TO MAKE THINGS....INTERESTING.

"In every era. THis particular batch seem to be... particularly memorable though." Especially the Green Lantern Corps. Colourful bunch considering they only actually wore one colour.

YOU WILL HAVE TO TELL ME MORE ABOUT THEM.

Because when you have stories from before time started, story times go long.

STORIES ARE APPROPRIATE FOR DINNERS I BELIEVE.

So many rules when it comes to things like this.

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wow that was some epic html fail up there /facepalm

I was kinda impressed

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