Fic: The Perfect Cup of Tea
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dragonyphoenixNote: Written for a prompt at Giles Shorts: last minute
Note: Edited to fix my tea-making and label mistakes. I'd meant to add a warning that I didn't know how to make a proper cup of tea - read: I made Rupert's process up - but somehow I spaced it. It's been that kind of a week. Although it's nice that no one has complained he wouldn't use Earl Grey in his perfect cup of tea. I couldn't resist having Xander snickering at the Star Trek reference.
Edit: Gillo wrote a lovely response to my story: Tea Parties Suck
The big bad, as the children would call it, had been defeated, the books put away, and the library closed. He’d sent Buffy out on one final patrol, but that was a mere formality, so safe that even Willow and Xander had tagged along. Rupert felt sure that he could relax for the evening.
He could, finally, after weeks of making do with inferior American blends, take the time to brew the perfect cup of tea. Once the water was boiling, he swirled a portion into the teapot to warm it and only then added the tea, loose leaf of course. Rupert couldn’t quite work out why Xander snickered each time he saw the Earl Grey label. The exact steeping time depended upon a variety of factors including the humidity in the air, the cooling rate of the water, and the freshness of the leaves. Rupert took careful notice of the teapot, inhaling to catch the subtle variants in the aroma that would tell him when the tea was nearly ready. The last minute was of the utmost importance. Almost there, just a bit more.
The children barged through the door. “Giles, there’s a problem.”
Rupert poured the tea and set the strainer aside before Buffy could realize that she didn’t have his full attention. He often had to feign equanimity with the children, but not this evening. After all, even if he didn’t have time to enjoy it, he had brewed the perfect cup of tea.
Note: Edited to fix my tea-making and label mistakes. I'd meant to add a warning that I didn't know how to make a proper cup of tea - read: I made Rupert's process up - but somehow I spaced it. It's been that kind of a week. Although it's nice that no one has complained he wouldn't use Earl Grey in his perfect cup of tea. I couldn't resist having Xander snickering at the Star Trek reference.
Edit: Gillo wrote a lovely response to my story: Tea Parties Suck
The big bad, as the children would call it, had been defeated, the books put away, and the library closed. He’d sent Buffy out on one final patrol, but that was a mere formality, so safe that even Willow and Xander had tagged along. Rupert felt sure that he could relax for the evening.
He could, finally, after weeks of making do with inferior American blends, take the time to brew the perfect cup of tea. Once the water was boiling, he swirled a portion into the teapot to warm it and only then added the tea, loose leaf of course. Rupert couldn’t quite work out why Xander snickered each time he saw the Earl Grey label. The exact steeping time depended upon a variety of factors including the humidity in the air, the cooling rate of the water, and the freshness of the leaves. Rupert took careful notice of the teapot, inhaling to catch the subtle variants in the aroma that would tell him when the tea was nearly ready. The last minute was of the utmost importance. Almost there, just a bit more.
The children barged through the door. “Giles, there’s a problem.”
Rupert poured the tea and set the strainer aside before Buffy could realize that she didn’t have his full attention. He often had to feign equanimity with the children, but not this evening. After all, even if he didn’t have time to enjoy it, he had brewed the perfect cup of tea.
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Date: 2014-05-24 12:30 pm (UTC)Hmm, I seem to need an icon of that creepy rich guy from The Simpsons.
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Date: 2014-05-27 10:52 pm (UTC)