08-14-2018, 02:40 PM
Being a loyal member of the Pitt could be exhausting sometimes. Dealing with hellions like Stryker and Yes Man (bless their hearts), it was a trip from beginning to end. However, Butch would be a very bad parental figure if he did not encourage his.... younger accomplices.... to be the very best at everything they did, so here he was in Snowbound territory, upholding Stryker's rule over the place.
Considering the circumstances, Butch had decided that he would at least to be the most civil of his peers, and everybody had to eat. He would not allow the Snowbounders to go hungry for some Pittian's kicks. So, in the light of his decision, the pit bull had gathered together the ingredients for chicken noodle soup. He had collected these things into a little building that had been abandoned some time ago - a layer of dust had covered everything before he cleaned to cook.
After a bit of struggling with a fire start, Butch began to shred and chop his chicken and vegetables for his broth with a knife he found in the corner of the place (he had to use his mouth to grip the handle, but he had done this long enough to be very adept at the odd handling.) It only took a bit before his stew began to come together nicely, and the pit bull was able to search for bowls as the scent of soup wafted out of the open door.
Considering the circumstances, Butch had decided that he would at least to be the most civil of his peers, and everybody had to eat. He would not allow the Snowbounders to go hungry for some Pittian's kicks. So, in the light of his decision, the pit bull had gathered together the ingredients for chicken noodle soup. He had collected these things into a little building that had been abandoned some time ago - a layer of dust had covered everything before he cleaned to cook.
After a bit of struggling with a fire start, Butch began to shred and chop his chicken and vegetables for his broth with a knife he found in the corner of the place (he had to use his mouth to grip the handle, but he had done this long enough to be very adept at the odd handling.) It only took a bit before his stew began to come together nicely, and the pit bull was able to search for bowls as the scent of soup wafted out of the open door.