supper's on the table

[sizeofyourbaggage]

Who| Sam Wilson, Samwise Gamgee, and OPEN
What| two times the Sam and delicious food
Where| in the kitchens, south wing common area
When| After the arena
Warnings/Notes| None for now, will update if needed!

Usually, Sam just cooks in District Five’s kitchen. But he’s been doing that kind of a lot these days, and he doesn’t want to monopolize it for the amount of time what he’s got in mind is going to take. So today, he heads down to the bigger kitchens in the lower levels of the tower, trying not to think about how the last time he was down there, it was with Jet, helping him learn how to cook for Albert.

Soon as he gets there, though, he sees that someone else already had the same idea. For a moment, Sam considers backing out, leaving the guy to do his thing - but nah, he wants to cook, and the guy looks like he knows what he’s doing.

So Sam asks if he can help, and before long they’re working together, swapping prep tips and recipes and filling the kitchens all kinds of fantastic smells.

When they’ve got more food than probably either of them know what to do with, it only makes sense to share it with the rest of the Tributes. They set up in one of the banquet areas in the south wing of the central common area. It’s a pretty tempting spread, and hopefully the scent of all that good food will draw people in.

If not, Sam isn’t shy about waving people over.


[If you want a particular Sam or want to thread with both of them, feel free to specify!]

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[sizeofyourbaggage]

"Yeah, exactly," Sam agrees. "There's a reason why breaking bread is a symbol of friendship and peace, you know?" There's a pause, then he adds, "Well, it is for humans, anyway."

He grins back over at Karkat at that. "Sam Wilson," he introduces. "And I'm always happy to learn new recipes, if you've got 'em. Insects are considered a delicacy in some human cultures, you know." Not Sam's, but it's not like the food at Signless's crowning was the first time he'd ever eaten bugs.

[lasttosail]

Half of what Karkat says makes absolutely no sense to Sam. He's been told about how they're all made to speak the same language here, and he's spent time alone trying to make what few Elvish words he knows come out and failing. But he can't understand how rumblespheres and asshat and sniff node made it through, unless it's because they sound like real words enough to fool whatever's holding them all to this world's version of the Common Speech.

"We leave the bugs to the fields back in the Shire, unless they're interfering with the potatoes or the like," Sam offers, feeling the need to contribute his own cultural perspective to the conversation. His pride as a cook is warring with his ingrained disdain for Karkat's attitude-- but in the end it's pride as wins out. "...But I don't imagine they'd be so hard to cook. You'd have to allow us an attempt or two, granted-- but if you'd bother yourself to take the time, Master Troll, I think we might surprise you."

warning that this will lead into cannibalism talk if they ask about grubs. TROLLS ARE WEIRD

[crabmunicator]

"Not stabbing each other in various bits of anatomy is the standard for trolls, but I will accept the human way if it puts something in my digestion sack," he answers back to Sam the Not So Whiny. But hold on a sec--

"You're also Sam?" His eyebrows have shot up. He looks between them. Is this a joke? Are they trolling him? They're a human and a hobbit; he will not stand for them outtrolling him. But with an almost petulant sigh, he answers, "Karkat Vantas."

Sam the Definitely Whiny One gets a flat look as he takes in the shared offer they've made. "I would thank you not to call the things I eat something better left in the dirt. I'm actively welcoming your culture's fare, aren't I?" It's a deliberate strike after how much Samwise seems to value manners.

"You would have to ask someone else for recipes, though, and some I don't think can be adapted. How do you make grubsauce with no grubs, or grubloaf? And I don't even know where to begin on explaining the mucus to you two." Look at that face: he is 100% serious, not even joking. He misses the mucus. "But if you're right about bugs being a delicacy, you can probably find something good from looking those up. It won't be Alternian, but it was good enough at Crowning."