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“Hrmph, you can give my father a run for his money on being grouchy,” Seres rolled her eyes. “And you should know as well as I that there will be no way my brother will get on that bike. But go enjoy your prissy bath.”
Dimitri groaned at his sister. “Why must you be so confrontational?”
“Prissy.. bath…?” Edgeworth looked more stunned than insulted. He made a high-pitched snort and then turned on his heels, stalking out of the room.
“Be back before morning!” He called out to Dimitri.
“Great, now he’s going to be in a mood all night long,” Dimitri shot his sister an annoyed glare. “And you know full well I’m not going on that bike. I have no intentions to get road burn on the tips of my wings.”
“Yea, yea,” Seres waved her hand in boredom. “Fine, we’ll just hang out here. Annoy the pompus ass and all.”
Dimitri gave his sister an exasperated stare before he lead her into the living room. Thus, the two just began looking through the selection of movies in order to find something to entertain themselves with.
Edgeworth spent the better part of an hour enjoying his nice long hot bath, complete with bath salts and bubble-mixture. He used lavendar oil and other expensive scent-oils in the bath-water as well, and thus the smell of the mix hung heavily in the air while he spent his time in the room.
He spent nearly all of his time relaxing, largely inclined against the back-rest of the bath unit while he read one of the books he kept in the room for that exact purpose.
After he had finished his bath, he dried himself off and draped himself in a slightly-too-large velvety bathrobe. He wandered out of the bathroom, still half-wet, and stared as he noticed the twins sitting in the living-room area watching the television in his entertainment unit.
“I thought you said you were going out this evening.” He said with a brow slightly raised. “Did that plan fall through, or did you just decide that lazing about inside of my house was the better option?”
“Oh, you’re done with your bath,” Seres grumbled out as she tilted her head to frown at Edgeworth. “Yes, my brother decided that he didn’t want to take a ride on the motorcycle. He didn’t want his wings to scrape against the road. So, we’re here watching television. You can go back to your preening now.”
“I’m not preening!” Edgeworth objected. “I just decided to take a bath, that’s all. You know, proper hygiene standards are important to me. I’m sure you know all about that though, wouldn’t you. You look like you keep yourself maintained and clean.”
He glanced at Dimitri. “Well, if you and your sister are spending the evening entertaining yourselves here, I suppose you’ll be wanting food at some point, won’t you?”
“Proper hygene standards only necessitate a fifteen minute shower at most, not… what was it… two hours?” Seres rolled her eyes. “Not even my father takes that long. No, you’re preening.”
Dimitri groaned at his sister’s words. “Seres, try to behave… And I suppose. THough you don’t need to trouble yourself, Miles.”
“It was only one hour.” Edgeworth hissed slightly as he replied to Seres. “If you count drying time as well.” He stopped for a moment, going silent. “What does it even matter how long I take in the bath? What significance does this have to anything? I am not preening myself. I am not a dog.”
He headed for the kitchen counter, and began to sort through fast-food outlet pamphlets. “I am not going to trouble myself at all. Now… do you want to order from one of these places or do you want to cook something here?”
“You don’t have to trouble yourself, Miles,” Dimitri responded. “Just go ahead and relax. I know you’ve had a rough week.”
“Yea, like reading endless papers is tough,” Seres snarkily grumbled. Snorting, she looked at Edgeworth once more. “I doubt you can cook anyway.”
Edgeworth’s left eyebrow twitched as his anger rose. “Oho,” He growled, “What makes you think I can’t cook? I was raised by the great Manfred von Karma himself, a man who was destined for perfection. Under his tutelage I leared perfection in many skill areas, cooking included.”
He pointed a finger at her. “You want me to cook something and prove it? Very well, be it so. Challenge me!”
Seres gave Edgeworth a cold, bored look. “Your hands are soft and show no signs of ever having been burnt or otherwise put to anything more than that point you seem to enjoy so much. Being taught about perfection doesn’t mean that you were taught to do menial tasks like cooking. If you were indeed raised by some great person, you probably were provided food by a staff. Hrmph, so go ahead, make my day.”
“Very well…” Edgeworth snorted. “What do you want me to cook? You’re the one who issued the challenge, go ahead. Maybe then you will be quiet and stop doubting my skills.” He crossed his arms across his chest and gave her a rather bold smirk.
Seres look did not lessen at all. She fully believed that Edgeworth was full of it at the moment. So, she decided to take him up on his offer. “Very well then, since you want to make a fool of yourself. Make us a rack of short ribs with a side of chili, and I don’t mean the vegetable. We shall see if you can live up to your word.”
Dimitri just twitched his wings, not too happy with the tension between his sister and friend. However, he decided that he would stay out of it and just continue to watch the television.
“I’m not going to make a fool of myself,” Edgeworth stated in a flat and irritated tone. “I’m going to prove what I set out to do in the first place, so stand back, get out of my way and observe perfection in motion. However, first… I need ingredients.”
He stepped out of the room to change into some smart-casual clothing. After stepping out of the bedroom once more, he had picked up his car-keys and was heading out the front door. “I bid you farewell.”
Seres rolled her eyes upon hearing Edgeworth’s words. SHe still doubted that the man would even be able to find the ingredients, let alone cook. However, she wasn’t bothered enough to get us. So, she continued to watch the television.
Meanwhile, Dimitri sighed, not liking the small fued that was going on. ~Miles, I know you can’t respond to me, but please, you don’t need to prove yourself to my sister.~
Edgeworth didn’t respond as he had no means to. Within the hour however, he was home again and busily preparing food in the kitchen. The radio was soon turned on and blaring classical music, and the kitchen began to smell of cooking chili soon afterward.
Seres narrowed her eyes as she noticed Edgeworth’s music. Snorting, she crossed her arms. “I did not realize that anyone could be annoyingly loud with classical music.”
Over the next two hours, Edgeworth diligently worked on his slow-cooked short-ribs and chili. Halfway through the cooking process, he arranged a side of roasted vegetables to go along with the ribs. By the time he was done, he had laid three plates out on the dining-table, a small bowl of chili beside each one.
He stood beside the table, his arms crossed across his chest. “I suggest you eat before it gets cold.”
Dimitri and Seres spent the majority of the time watching an action movie that they had found on the cable network. For the most part, they continued to ignore Edgeworth, though the female twin complained about the loud music more than once.
Upon hearing that the food was finished, Seres snorted and walked over to the table. “Hrmph, I suppose we’ll see if your talk was worth it, lawyer.”
Dimitri sighed once more at his sister. “You really don’t need to be challenging Miles like that…”
Edgeworth waited until the others were seated. He sat at the table and began to eat his dinner in silence. While he thought that the chili was perhaps a bit too spicy for his liking, he didn’t mind the ribs.
Although he seemed calm in his appearance, he was very curious to know what the others thought of his food.
Seres narrowed her eyes as she examined the plate before her. On surface inspection, the food looked alright to her, but she didn’t want to give Edgeworth any form of ego boost. Thus, she looked for any flaw that she could find. Eventually, she just decided to go ahead and eat. After a few bites of the chili, though, she snorted in irritation.
“Far from perfect, lawyer. Hrmph, knew you hardly cooked.”
Edgeworth’s left eyebrow twitched. “What. How dare you.” He looked extremely irritated and offended but managed to keep his cool. “I just spent two hours cooking that for you. You are unappreciative, rude, and unbearable.” He snorted. “Get out of my house.”
Dimitri cringed as he heard Edgeworth demand that his sister vacatet he house. He didn’t want any discontent inbetween his family and Edgeworth. However, he knew that his sister was being a pain. So, he quickly stood up before gripping onto Edgeworth’s arm.
“Miles.. can I talk to you, elsewhere?”
Meanwhile, Seres snorted as she sprung to her feet. “Fine. I didn’t ask you to cook anyway. You just didn’t want to admit that you were intruding on my visit with my brother and couldn’t let your pride be set aside. Pathetic.”
With that, she stormed out of the house.
Miles Edgeworth seemed rather flustered at Seres’ commentary. He was about to object to her statement when he felt Dimitri grab at his arm. With a sign of resignation, he gave a nod of his head and allowed Dimitri to escort him away from the room.
“Fine, yes… go ahead and speak with me elsewhere.” He grumbled. “What is it that you want to talk about?”
Dimitri bit his bottom lip as he watched his sister go. “I just… did you really have to tell her to leave? She is my family, Miles… It’d be nice if you two could get along.”
Meanwhile, Seres stormed over to her father bike before she aggressively turned it on and began to drive off. She was none to quiet when she finally pulled into her driveway.
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