Red Crayon Academy Logs

The blonde was a little lonely on his own, Italy seemed to be quite happy entertaining himself here, what with all the pretty girls running about the place, especially with the surge of new students that had just joined the school. Prussia didn't really seemed be all that talkative either, which was strange- usually he enjoyed annoying the German, it had almost been as if it was part of his 'to-do list' when they had been at home...

Except they were not at home anymore, this place was definitely differnet from home.

He'd kept the dogs in his room for now, all three seeming to be quite comfortable with the whole affair but at the moment, the German was uneasy- the school was awfully laid back for what it appeared to be, and defiantly laid back compared to home... It still felt like he was on vacation. He needed to make himself feel at home and there was always one way to do that... To cook something homely within it.

Sadly he didn't have any wurst right now- there was food in the kitchen and it seemed a little pointless to go and buy unnecessary provisions- he'd already checked to see what the fridges in the cooking department held through the Academy's food order sheets- he could easily make something from what was already stocked.

He looked around as he entered the room, noting the additional person. Giving a quick nod and grunt of recognition to himself he took a step forward, removing his cap in greeting to the other.

"Good afternoon."

Travis was still getting settled, his room starting to look more and more like his motel room back home and his kitten slowly getting used to the place. He was still angry, the place wasn't what he expected but there was no point in hiding for that and he was getting hungry. Pretty damn hungry.

Following the smells of food and coffee he eventually found his way to the cooking classrooms, seeing both men and... a Gundam model??? A beautifully packaged model freshly bought... Yeah Gundam wasn't as good as the Giant Glastonbury in terms of giant robots but someone had a big enough taste for Gundam's to buy the model? Maybe not everyone would turn out too bad here...

He approached the two, grabbing the model off the table and holding close to him to get a good look.

"You got a good style man, Seed was great." he said openly to either one, who ever ended up being the owner. "I had such a crush on that little hottie Cagalli. The things you can find on the net of those anime girls! Wooo!"

Nao turned around, facing the new voices. He hadn't really expected people to come in but he didn't mind. After all, he didn't want to be looked at as a creepy loner. He gave a slight bow in their direction. One of them seemed a bit stern and he gave him a smile. "Good Afternoon." Nao said cheerfully.

The other... surprised him. Someone else was into Gundam? It seemed odd that someone would like it in such an academy. He smiled brightly, moving away from his brewing coffee and towards the table. "Yeah!! Seed is the best!" Nao laughed, remembering the fights he would get into with Saga when they debated if Wing or Seed was better. "Ehhh?... Little hottie huh?" Nao chuckled slightly with a small blush as he looked away. He forgot how open people could be about such things.

"I have more models in my bag. You can build one if you want. Oh, my name is Nao! What about you guys?"

The fanboy's eyes lit up, though it was barely noticable behind his glasses. His cheesey smile, on the other hand, was not so easily hidden but he tried to keep his cool.

Nao was stylish, one of the few things Travis had respect for. Even if someone was full of crap, a bit of badassery in their wardrobe and a love of anime collectables was enough to keep him interested.

"Sounds good but I'm starvin'. Gonna grab some food first. The names Travis, by the way, Travis Touchdown."

He walked off to grab something to eat but kept an ear out to hear the two talk and answer back if needed.

He nodded his acknowledgement to the other- for both the returning of a greeting and the smile. He would have given on back, but he'd been warned against it on a few occasions, that and the others attention had already been taken by the other who entered. They seemed to have something in common so he left them to their conversation- he knew little of models and 'Gundams' anyway... Apart from perhaps they had something to do with Japan, he was talking about 'Gundams' one if he remembered correctly...

Pulling away from his train of thought, he opened the cupboards, looking for potatoes- he knew they had them, the stock-list had stated so. He moved further to one side as the more outlandish individual made his way over to the prep area, checking the cupboard by his legs and finally finding the ingredient he was looking for.

Now where was the grater? This was why he he hated cooking in other peoples kitchens...

He searched the drawers, finding a knife and the grater after a few more minutes of searching, now finally ready to start preparing something to eat. He was quiet as he did so, a slight grunt escaping his lips as he halved the potatoes- he was going to sharpen this knife once he washed it, its blade was a travesty.

Nao watched as the two went on their own ways to get food. So far, Travis seemed like a nice guy. Well, anyone that liked Gundam Seed was a good person in his book. The other, he wasn't so sure. The man didn't really talk much and he merely nodded his head to Nao.

"Hey.. and uh... What's your name?" He asked him, trying to be as friendly as possible. Nao hoped he wasn't bothering the silent company but the curiosity got the better of him. He also wanted to make more friends, seeing as he hardly knew anyone in the academy. Maybe this man was simply shy. "I promise I'm not a bad guy." Nao said with a dorky laugh, turning towards his coffee to check on it. He was anxious for some of that hot beverage, hoping it would sustain his new craving for ramen.

"Hey.. and uh... What's your name? I promise I'm not a bad guy."

"Hmm?" He'd been putting the knife he was using by the sink to wash it once he had finished his business in the kitchen when the other spoke to him. As much as he would have liked to have gone about his business uninterrupted, he decided against it- it would have been rude to ignore the other, especially as he was going out of his way to strike up a conversation with the german, even Ludwig could see that.

"My name ist Ludvig." He peeled his gloves off and carried on with grating the vegetable halves in front of him, his eyes darting back from the other to what he was doing, making sure not to catch himself... He wasn't prepping any more than he needed to just because he was being careless. He looked to the other quizzically as he watched the other male kept checking on his own concotion- it actually smelt really rather good.

"Vhat coffee is zhat?" He had to ask, as it had a different smell to the coffee served in the cafeteria- it had a far richer smell, and he was cetain some flavourings had been added... And he was now tempted to get some of his own when he was next able to.

He could wait, but he'd definitely make sure it was on his shopping list next time he needed to get things

Shuujin doesn't look exactly pleased to see Nao at the moment, so he beats the mochi in the bowl with his fists. He shouldn't be upset but dammit, he left without saying a word. If anything, people that don't say something to him before leaving was not very good in his book. Then again he's always been too forgiving of others.

Nao noticed Shuujin and immediately went to greet him with a smile. It was great to see one of his old friends from the academy. However, his smile fell slightly when he noticed a bit of a heavy atmosphere. "..Hey Shuujin!" Nao walked closer to him, trying not to sound awkward. "It's nice to see you again. How have you been?"

He stops to push a lock of hair behind his ear before he finally turns to look at Nao. See this face? Not amused at the moment, but he's willing to talk to you for a bit. Unless you say something offensive or something.

"......Okay."

"Huh?" Nao had always been the oblivious type so Shuujin's sudden angry look came as a surprise. He smiled softly and hoped to get Shuujin to do the same. "Are you.. ok? Did something happen?" Nao didn't remember what he did to make anyone angry.

"...You could've said something, maybe left a note so I didn't have to worry about you...or... _{think I scared you away or I don't know.}

His angry face softens a little as he sighs, but it quickly goes away as he starts pounding the mochi. He wished he had a mallet at the moment...this would go quicker and easier. But then again he'd probably take the opportunity to take a whack at Nao.

Nao sighed a bit with relief. He crossed his arms and leaned on the table."I'm sorry. I suddenly got called away for work with my band." Though he knew he shouldn't be happy about Shuujin's reasoning, he couldn't help it. "You.. worried about me?" Nao turned and looked at him curiously. He didn't expect anyone to really be worried about him if he left. After all, Nao didn't think he made a big impression on the students.

"....Yeah, why not? I mean....we're both still new here and newbies stick together, right?" He brushed his hair out of his face and got a bit of mochi powder on his nose.

_{"....I haven't been able to make any friends yet."} Which was true, he tried his best to open up but he always got embarrassed and ended up running away.

"That's true!" Nao laughed good heartedly. It was nice to know someone was looking out for him. Especially in such a big place. As he turned to look at Shuujin, he noticed a bit of mochi powder on his nose. Though he looked cute, Nao felt it best if he helped him out. He smiled, moving to grab a napkin from the counter. He quickly reached over, careful not to disturb Shuujin's work as he brushed the bit of powder off.

"You haven't?" Nao placed the napkin down, looking at Shuujin with a bit of concern. Though he really had no reason to speak, seeing as he was in the same boat. Lonely guys like him never really spoke up much. "Well I guess I'm the same. We really do need to stick together haha."

"Yep!" He wrinkled his nose and laughed a little, turning back to the mochi, his pounding more lighter and heartfelt now. His annoyance seemed to have subsided now, considering that he wasn't so mad anymore. He didn't really need a reason in the first place.

"I guess you could say that I'm not really a people person, or that I'm just a fail at forming friendships."

Nao noticed a difference in how he pounded the mochi. It set his heart at ease as he seemed to be less angry if not completely fine. "You don't fail at forming friendships!" Nao chuckled, patting his shoulder.

"After all, we're friends right? I'm sure you'll make more soon. Hmm..." Nao examined him for a moment before opening his mouth to speak. "Maybe you just need to smile more. It's really cute haha it'll make people want to be friends with you!"

"Ehhhh?" Shuujin turned around and absently started gnawing on his thumb in bad habit.

"Smiling, you say? I suppse....I mean, smiling is good...you know because it means you're not sad or anything."