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[dovelike]

The Door opens onto the terrain at the base of Olympus, as always, but this second visit is slightly different than the first. They won't be hiking up the sacred mountain, not unless Clark wants to see it again, and the landscape is ordinary. Aside from being gorgeous and Mediterranean, anyway.

"Come on, my house isn't too far from here."

Eirene's smile isn't quite as blissful now, and the totally euphoric feeling has -- actually not disappeared, just lessened slightly.

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[eirenikos]

"Awe. Do you get presents yearly, or completely ignore it," Like she does. Gods get offerings, not birthday presents.

"Yeah, it's outside. That little kiosk you saw has a barbeque and table set up. It came with the property. Very manly setup, I might add."

Grin.

[hero_farmboy]

"My parents picked a day when they adopted me, so they always acknowledged it, but it was never a big deal."

Clark nods. "Okay, well, we can do the meat out there and throw together some rice and vegetables in the kitchen. It's really easy."

[eirenikos]

"Well, if you ever want a present, just let me know." Eirene ninja!hugs him as well, before moving back into the kitchen and rifling around for the pots and pans and -- that's the oddest looking wine opener she's ever seen -- and anything she can think of that they might need.

Which actually isn't much. "Ok, now what?" She'll listen carefully to his instructions and then bungle it up the first two times anyway.

[hero_farmboy]

He'll never do that. You just don't ask for presents. But he knows she means well, so he smiles again and follows her into the kitchen.

"Well, if you want to chop up some veggies while I get the meat started, that would be a big help. Onions, mushrooms, maybe some zucchini." Clark will grab the pork, then, and start toward the back door.

[eirenikos]

"Aye, aye, boss." Eirene salutes him jauntily with a large knive, and sets about mangling the first few things she attempts cutting, but by the time Clark returns from doing manly stuff outside involving meat and fire, the veggies will be cut up into mostly recognizable piles.

And Eirene will have all fingers intact.

[hero_farmboy]

This qualifies as a success! So far. The vegetable piles are given a nod of approval.

"Now we just need to put some water on for the rice and get the veggies going. So we'll need a medium sauce pan and frying pan."

[eirenikos]

Cue five or six seconds of panic, before she judges exactly what constitutes 'medium' sizes of pans, and pulls them down from the odd hanging thing that her mother apparently brought over as well.

"Okay! Now what?"

[hero_farmboy]

"Fill the sauce pan up about," he squints at it for a moment, "halfway with water and then set it on the stove to boil. The frying pan, put it at a medium heat with a bit of oil in to start."

[eirenikos]

Done and done. Eirene also follows the next set of instructions very carefully, which includes putting on the rice on to boil, and then the veggies about ten minutes after that. Messing up in front of Clark is not something she wants to do often.

Still, half an hour later, she's setting the counter with her very own dinner plates and ladling rice and veggies onto them while Clark rescues the meat.

It's almost domestic.

[hero_farmboy]

Clark coming back into the kitchen bearing meat, with Eirene preparing the plates? Yeah. Domestic is a word for it. Not that that crosses his mind, of course. It's just food.

The now cooked pork is set on a hotplate on the counter, and Clark almost beams at how well she seems to be doing. "See, I said it was easy. This looks great."

[eirenikos]

Clark isn't the only one beaming. Eirene just helped prepare her first meal -- and she didn't screw it up! Clearly, this calls for a celebration. Which includes another quick kiss before she grabs glasses as well and fills them with--

wait for it

-- milk.

"Good instruction."

[hero_farmboy]

"There's something to be said for keeping it simple." Clark finds the cutlery drawer and pulls out two sets, then starts for the table.

[eirenikos]

"Especially when simple prevents me from setting fire to the kitchen." She picks up the plates and follows him over, setting one in front of his chair and the other in front of hers.

"Okay, dinner. Apologies in advance if I end up poisoning you."

:D

[hero_farmboy]

Clark snorts softly and sits down.

"Unless you have access to some little green rocks I don't know about, I don't think that's possible."

[eirenikos]

"Actually, no. I memorized what they looked like, and conducted an extensive search when I came back from your world. There are no meteor rocks here that belong to Krypton."

She takes her seat as well, then reaches across the table to capture his hand.

"Clark. Thank you. Sharing my first meal in my own house with you ... I couldn't imagine anything better."

[hero_farmboy]

"Oh." He had been joking, but that's... interesting. A world without kryptonite.

He squeezes her hand. "You're welcome. I'm glad I could share it with you so you wouldn't be alone"

[eirenikos]

"Sorry. Did I overstep my bounds?"

While she's waiting for him to answer, Eirene starts in on her dinner, very carefully cutting the pork into little pieces so Clark doesn't think she's some sort of ancient barbarian deity.

Cough.

[hero_farmboy]

"No, of course not." He shrugs, mixing up his rice and vegetables. "It's just not something that ever actually occurred to me."

[eirenikos]

He's moping into his dinner. Meaning Eirene abandons her chair and walks around the table until she's crouched at his side.

"Hey, I once told you that I'd look out for you, right? If there was a chance those rocks were here, I had to know about it. Overprotective goddess and all."

[hero_farmboy]

It's not really moping. Just caught him off guard, is all.

"I appreciate that." Clark manages another small smile and tugs her up to her feet. "It's just a little strange, knowing I'm in a place it doesn't exist."

[eirenikos]

"Just trying to help." She leans over and presses a kiss to his temple, and then scoots back around to her chair so as to sit down and finish eating.

In some small embarassment for being overzealous.

[hero_farmboy]

"I know. Thank you." Another smile, and then he'll get down to the serious business of eating dinner.

It's not half bad.

[eirenikos]

No, it's not. Which is to say, it's not all good either, but decent enough for someone's very first attempt at cooking that doesn't involve microwaves or magic.

Eventually their plates are emptied, and refilled, and in Clark's case, refilled again, and Eirene spends an oddly enjoyable ten minutes washing dishes.

"Is there anything you'd like to do?"

[hero_farmboy]

Eirene is no Martha Kent. But then, no one is aside from the real deal.

Clark dries, sleeves rolled up and a towel tossed over his shoulder. "I'm here to help. Whatever you need done."

[eirenikos]

"How about I give you a tour of the place, and you pick which room you'd like to sleep in tonight. Let me go rummage up some sleepwear for you in mine. What do you normally wear?"