sixwordstories | (no subject)

Well, good luck with that. I'll stay in the city. Away from... bears and armadillos and whatever else Texas has to offer.

There are no bears and armadillos in the suburbs, Sylar. You could always look at houses with me. I'm using austinhomesearch.com.

I'm not going to help you and Sam pick out your lovenest.

... That's a really great word for it, Sylar. Really mature.

Wouldn't it... be weird?

... Why would it be weird? You picked out a nice place with Peter, I trust your judgment. And, it's just looking.

You saw the pictures, right? Isn't it amazing? [Yes he's ignoring everything to... gush about the new apartment.]

The guest room's kind of small, but I guess I can't complain that much. You should get a bigger bed in there, though, I bet you could fit a full bed if you tried really hard.

I don't see a problem with the guest room. It's our apartment, not a homeless shelter.

I think what sold me on it was the terrace and the living room lighting. Oh, and the kitchen. There are so many things I'm going to do in that kitchen...

[EXTENDED LOOK OF HORROR.]

Sylar!

COOKING!!

You'd better mean cooking.

The living room lighting's really great, though. And, the patio's my favorite part.

I do. It's an amazing kitchen.

Me, too. I can't wait to start taking meals out there.

I'm going to come over and steal your kitchen all the time, you know that, right?

As long as you're making things I get to eat.

I guess that is the only way to be fair.

Are you going to be moved in by Easter? I want to make some things to bring over to Angela's.

You have to pay your way around here somehow.

We should be. Our tentative goal is to be moved in by the end of the month.

Hey, I would cook every night if you'd let me stay for good. Unfortunately, I'm not going to live in your Harry Potter guest room, so that offer's expired.

Good. Because I'm going to monopolize it the entirety of the night before and then we can bring dessert with us in the morning.

I'm sure my heart will find a way to go on. [YESSSS HE KNEW THE GUEST ROOM WAS PERFECT.]

Hey, fine by me. I can't say no to food.

Only with Celine's comforting words to help you cry yourself to sleep at night.

I'm open to offers of help, since I've got two pies and banana bread to make.

It's true. You know me.

I'm happy to help. I'm told I have a certain amount of culinary talent.

Good. But, if you try to hover while I'm making your peach pie, I'm going to stab you.

... You're making me peach pie?

Yep. And, it's all for you, don't worry. I don't think anyone else likes peach, anyway.

... Thank you, Claire.