MCA #0, Sunday Morning

[hatesparadise]

Well, yesterday had been a thing all around. And to say Danny wasn't exactly pleased to get brainwashed into attacked his already injured partner would be an understatement. He was upset enough that glancing at the bandages over his knuckles had him going into the kitchen to make chocolate chip and banana pancakes without any prompting.

Because healthy people expressed themselves via food until the could figure out the right words to say 'I'm sorry I tried to knock your head off because of an evil Rudolph'.

They didn't even make a card for it.

[for the SEAL]

Comments

[hatesparadise]

"Nope. You can go on a leisurely walk around the neighborhood, however." Somehow find out his 70 year old neighbor was a meth dealer.

[grenadesandohana]

Selling off his prescription arthritis meds! There would be a low-speed chase in scooters!

"A quick walk around the neighborhood," he countered.

[hatesparadise]

"Veto powers," Danny warned.

[grenadesandohana]

"Moderately paced walk around two neighborhoods," Steve said.

[hatesparadise]

Danny rolled his eyes to the heavens, clearly begging for help dealing with Steve. "Fine. Moderate is based on my pace."

[grenadesandohana]

"But your legs are really short," Steve teased.

[hatesparadise]

"We can't all be giraffes like you," Danny replied. Which was, as Steve knew, Danny's favorite animal.

Hawaii Five-0 was weird, y'all.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve snickered. "You like giraffes."

[hatesparadise]

"I like giraffes," he agreed easily. "Which makes you lucky, doesn't it?"

[grenadesandohana]

"I guess it does," Steve said, grinning.

[hatesparadise]

"Still not getting you out of getting those re-wrapped, but I'll graciously allow you to eat first." Yes, finish the pancakes that were made specially for you, Steven.

Normal things for coworkers.

[grenadesandohana]

"You're all heart, Danno," Steve said, smirking.

[hatesparadise]

"You're damn right I am."

[grenadesandohana]

"And your pancakes are really good today," he added.

[hatesparadise]

Danny nodded, appeased with that compliment. "I'll even ignore your use of that coconut syrup thing."

[grenadesandohana]

"Coconut syrup is amazing and you're missing out," Steve told him.

[hatesparadise]

"I am not missing out at all," Danny, the monster who used boysenberry syrup replied.

[grenadesandohana]

"Boysenberry isn't even a real fruit," Steve griped.

[hatesparadise]

"Shows what you know," Danny shot back, falling into the easy rhythm of their bickering. "It is, in fact, a real berry."

[grenadesandohana]

Steve made a face. "What's it look like, then?"

[hatesparadise]

"Kinda like a, you know, a blackberry." Maybe.

[grenadesandohana]

"Feels like you just made that up," Steve said around some more pancakes. "Like the boysenberry itself."

[hatesparadise]

"You're just upset that you didn't try it first." Oh sure, that was it.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve snorted. "That's not it."

[hatesparadise]

"Oh, and what is it?"