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Ok, I'll try and keep this short and sweet. There should have been a little gift outside your door in the form of chocolate with a nifty logo on it.

[A task that would have been ridiculously annoying if she hadn't had help in the form of one Percy Jackson.]

Since I've been here for like 6ish months, and it's clear I'm not going home any time soon - I figured I might as well do something semi-productive.

[No, this has absolutely nothing to do with her recent death - nope. Not at all.]

Coffee shop's open for business on the 1st floor. You can't miss it - it's right next to the training center so stop in and get your java fix sometime. Also, I guess if people want to help out, I def won't say no.

[It's not like it's a legit legit business with paperwork and things like paychecks. Makes things way less messy that way.]

One more thing before I forget - if I'm not around, I don't object to people doing their own thing as long as you don't burn it down or break everything and leave a mess in your wake. That happens and I'll find you and I will kick your butt. Don't think that I won't. Because I will.

[Or she'll call for back-up to do the butt kicking. DETAILS.]

I'll be here hanging out so stop in and say hi. We also have pie courtesy of Ned, so that's a thing. There's also non-caffeinated drinks like tea and decaf if caffeine isn't your thing.

Oh!If anybody's up for it, I'm totes looking for guinea pigs to test coffee things out on so just let me know if you're game.

[And with that that, she ends the feed and returns to setting up various colored coffee mugs behind the bar.]

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[Oh man, rock candy. Yes.]

I was gonna do pumpkin things but I'm not much of a fan and it's so expected. So I've been playing around with other fall-ish things. Warm flavors and colors - things that make people think comfort.

I'll have to play around with it - see what's feasible.

[Maybe even attempt to see what she can get from the closet, set up a more permanent thing with Ned for pies to take some of it off her shoulders.]

I still need to make those marshmallow cupcakes. Maybe that'll be my next big thing after a few test runs.

[Tall people...]

Yeah.

[She'd say it's like Starbucks, but there' no point in confusing the poor guy.]

Can I grab you a cup of coffee?

"I think that just sounds like a challenge to find something that chocolate doesn't go with." Seriously. She's already thinking about things that could possibly not work with chocolate. The mention of pumpkin pulls her out of it, making a little face. "I wish I liked pumpkin. Everyone gets so excited about pumpkin stuff in the fall but I can't say I'm a huge fan."

[ Whipped cream has become a favorite of his, so light and fluffy, with a perfect hint of sweetness. Were he alone, he'd dip his finger into the cream and indulge in that slowly first before anything else, but he wants to be far more polite than that, so he sips at the drink carefully, both hands cupped around the mug. ]

Oh, you've created quite the masterpiece here, Darcy.

[ He takes another sip, then hums softly, eyes briefly closing, then opening as he smiles. ]

I've never had anything quite like it.

[Minato nodded, smiling again.]

Sure. What else can you do to it?

[He was glad enough that she was teaching him about all of this. His world was opening up a little more, as small as this was. The coffee smelled good too.]

Yeah. Years.

[ He wouldn't be surprised if the last time was before his mother died. Homemade pies tend to become hard to find on an army base after that. He savors another piece happily, chewing rapidly so he can get back to talking. ]

hang on, lemme get one more bite--Om! Okay... [ Hopefully this doesn't ruin his appetite. he would hardly say he's the squeamish type after everything he's done for the American government. But that never included meeting a version of himself. And, really, one is enough even in Buck's book. ]

So, been kidnapped, in Wonderland. Got it. Now, about this alternate me everyone is just dyin' to talk to me about...

You realize I won't accept anything you try to offer as payback, right? I think I still owe you for a few things.

[She gives him a look before grabbing the plate of apple pie, heating it up a little to give it that extra boost of tastiness before adding a scoop of ice cream for good measure. She doesn't hold back the small laugh at the question, grabbing a fork for him before answering.]

No. I don't have the stomach for full-on politics.

[It was all a game of who could lie better and who made better deals over drinks and expensive food. Her time with Jane had definitely opened up her eyes to a few things, even before the aliens. Sure it had originally been a vessel towards graduation, but so much had changed. She'd gotten the degree and the six credits, but damned if she knew what to do with it all now.]

It was more of a focus on helping people who couldn't help themselves - human rights and that kind of stuff.

[She'd had all sorts of idealistic plans on how she was going to help people - save the world in her own way. Even if it was just on a small scale - it would be something. Grabbing another fork, she hops up to sit on the counter behind the bar - stealing a bite of the pie before asking a question of her own.]

What about you - did you have any big dreams or aspirations before the army?

People who hate happiness? [ or without a sweet tooth. that's what dark chocolate is for, some people might say. not Percy. all of the sugar or nothing. he leans back against the opposing counter and blows into his cup, cooling it off some. ] I don't think you have to worry about that. I mean yeah, they could get coffee from the closets or the kitchen, but it might be nice to get people out and about. Into an actual coffee shop with real people they might not bump into otherwise.

It's nice to be surrounded by the noise. [ and before she can pick that apart or linger on it, he pushes his cup to his mouth and takes a sip. nope, nothing personal here. ]

[Logic would dictate that an intern for an astrophysicist would have studied it... But logic tended to go out the window back home.]

Political Science. I needed the credits and then I just kinda stuck around - things got complicated what with people falling from the sky and all that.

[Asgardians had a tendency to complicate things.]

A horrible 80s prom dress. You?

Right. We never did try those, did we?

[ In this place it was easy sometimes, to forget little things like that. But at the same time, little things could also mean a whole lot on occasion, like after bouncing back from particularly nasty events. ]

You know, with winter coming those'd go pretty well with some hot chocolate.

[That catches Tohru by surprise in the best possible way. In the last year she's started to accept that people order from the American side of the menu more often simply because they're more familiar with it, but donburi has been on the menu since the very beginning.]

Ah! Yes, we do! Oyakodon is one of my favorites, but gyūdon is really good too! We have many different kinds though, if you prefer any other varieties.

[Donburi doesn't get ordered quite as often as some of the other things, but Tohru would happily make it for her. She loves cooking food from her home world.]

Do you mean that literally?

[No doubt Darcy believes that she owes him for saving her from the Mirrors back during that whole mess, but Steve didn't do it expecting anything in return. He's never been that kind of person.] What, you won't even take a sketch? [He takes the plate from her and tries a bite of the pie with a good spoonful of ice cream on top.

It's amazingly good, way better than anything the closets could give him, and for a moment his eyelids flutter shut as he just enjoys. But then Darcy gets into what her original plans had been, and he opens them again, fixing her with a fond smile.

She wants to help people. That's something he admires, naturally.]

Me? Well, speaking of sketches... I was gonna join art school. But I think eventually I would have found a productive way to help people too.

[Something that even a small and sickly person could do. Steve takes another bite of pie, a pondering look on his face as he chews and swallows.]

Back then, I was pretty frustrated. Maybe even angry. I picked a lot of fights with bullies, I guess because I wanted to teach them a lesson. But I should have found other ways to try and help.

[Though even now, Steve won't stand by if he sees someone acting out of line.]

[If he saw her eat a piece of chocolate cake, he wouldn't worry so much about being polite. Honestly. It wasn't something she did around other people.

It didn't mean she didn't enjoy knowing other people liked what she made - seeing them take pleasure in the small things the same way she did.]

I'm glad you like it. There's something to be said for keeping things simple. It's a solid base for adding things to, but sometimes it's nice to go back to basics.

[She's all about broadening horizons of people around her. She'd definitely had some practice with Thor and Jane always seemed in need of it.

And then Erik - she's not even gonna get into Erik, especially post-Loki Erik.]

You can add different flavors or things to it. Like fruit, maybe strawberries or pomegranate. Things that pair well with chocolate. Even pumpkin if you're in a fall mood. Hazelnut is also stellar. It's kind of like drinking liquid nutella.

[She's gonna do her best to not kill his appetite.]

He got here around the same time I did. He's...

[She's not even sure where to start on how she feels about the other Bucky. It was complicated at best and depressing at worst. She's not gonna come right out and talk about the hydrafied future - that was something for Steve and the other Bucky to figure out when it came to this version of him. Who knows, maybe it doesn't happen to him in his universe. Maybe there was hope that they both weren't condemned to the same fate - that he could have the happiness they both deserved.

She does her best to keep the almost pained look off her face, mulling over where to even start.]

A lot's happened while we've been here - about 6 months. I think it'd be easier if I answered questions - either about him or Wonderland in general. Give it some direction.

[Although if he asked about the death thing, she was going to refer him to someone else like Steve or Natasha.]

[Surrounded by the noise... It strikes a chord - one he may not know. People had a lot of things they don't talk about, especially here. Not everything can be rainbows and sunshine all the time.

Instead of ignoring it, she delves a little deeper. Not asking outright, but also letting him know he's not alone.]

There's something to be said for busy work - steady pace to occupy your mind. Keep things on track - keep it all from wandering. Added bonus, if you even want to call it that, of a social setting - almost forcing you to talk to other people.

[Or avoid it entirely in the back when it all got to be too much. Take breaks to regroup.]

It's better than the weird, almost creepy quiet that comes with sitting in a dark room.

[All of that sounded so good. Minato tried to imagine the different combinations, what else someone could come up with. He thought about the different, sometimes gourmet, chocolates that were sold that had pieces of fruit or other flavors mixed into it. Someone somewhere must've tried one combination or another already.]

... What about mint?

[So says the boy who could eat ice cream for every meal and his favorite was mint chocolate chip.]

We didn't and I'm gonna need a taste tester.

[Assuming they actually worked because there was a very very real chance it could all fail horribly. Although that was part of the fun and distraction - making a few batches and seeing if it works.]

They really would, although I don't know about making a gajillion of them for the coffee shop. Maybe if we all do something for Thanksgiving I'll make them. Maybe even like two dozen pumpkin cupcakes with some others for people who aren't a fan.

Yeah. You might have seen him around, his name is Thor - he just got here. He's Asgardian - huge fan of pancakes and coffee. He fell outta the sky and then Jane sorta hit him with the car.

"How about you leave me out of that taste-testing challenge, should you go through with it. That sounds more like it's up Clint's alley," Natasha drawls with a grimace, shaking her head in fond bemusement. "And it's not my favorite, but it's alright in small doses, I suppose."

If he's a Norse god, it couldn't have hurt him too badly, right?

You died?

[He demands, arms flinging out incredulously. That old, buried protective streak surges forward immediately, and his temper problem goes unchecked for a second.]

Are you shitting me? How?

[He gets the distinct feeling it wasn't some bizarre accident or natural causes, which means something or someone murdered her. Who goes around fucking murdering people?

...With the notable exception of that Hannibal guy, he guesses, if it's the same Hannibal, but whatever.]

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