Finn frowned a bit at Beatrice's explanation. "You're pretty too, Beatrice. Not everyone is pretty in the same exact way." He replied without thinking, flushing when he realized what he'd said. "I-I just mean, uh… nevermind. You're selling yourself short. You're really smart, and you're good at plenty of things. She's not better, you two are just different. It's something I've been trying to get myself to believe too, so I know it's hard." He laughed weakly. "It's hard not to think that Teagan's the better twin, but… I'm good at things too, I think. I dunno."
Beatrice whacked him gently in the bicep.
"Of course you're good at things too," she told him "I know i'm good at some things but in a way it feels like Irena's better than me in all the important ways."
"Well, I feel the same way about Teagan, but you still like me right?" Finn smiled softly. "You'll find your niche. You're just as important as Irena."
Beatrice flushed lightly at the first part of Finn's sentence and she wondered if he knew about… well, the whole love thing.
"thanks," she muttered weakly and turned away to hide her blush.
"Yeah… of course." Finn looked away as well, clearing his throat awkwardly. "But anyway, I think you should focus on just being you. Don't worry about whatever Irena is doing. I mean, right now she's busy being sick with god knows what."
Beatrice nodded.
"yeah, thanks." She said and continued watching the movie.
"Mhmm…" Finn fidgeted with his hands, paying less attention to the movie now, but still trying to follow what was happening. After the movie ended, he looked over his shoulder at the clock to see what time it is. "Are you hungry?" He asked.
Beatrice shrugged and smiled.
"I could eat." She said nonchalantly "what about you?"
"Yeah, same. It's about lunchtime, so we can eat something and get something for Irena and Teagan too." Finn sat upright and stretched, yawning.
Beatrice heaved herself up and made her way into the kitchen.
"What do you want?" She called to Finn. "Anything specific?"
Finn shrugged as he followed. "Not really. I'm not picky. You?" He asked. He looked over at the stairs as though he expected Teagan or Irena to have ventured out of their rooms.
Beatrice smiled at him.
"We could make junk food or an actual meal, take your pick." She told him "I kind of want to cook a whole meal."
"Well, let's cook a whole meal then." Finn returned the smile and stuck his hands in his pockets. "What do you know how to make?"
Beatrice smiled and began checking off a list on her fingers.
"uhm Spaghetti, burgers, steak fajitas and some other stuff." She said playfully.
Finn nodded a bit, humming thoughtfully. "How do you feel about chicken fried rice? It's pretty good and should be light enough for Irena and Teagan to eat."
Beatrice smiled.
"Sounds fine to me," She said "but I don't know how to make it, you'll have to be kind of like my mentor I guess."
"That's fine. It's pretty easy, and we can make a bunch of it so we have leftovers." Finn pulled out a rice cooker from the cabinet so he could get the rice going. "Teagan and I make this a lot since our parents aren't really around to make anything, and it's really cheap to make."
Beatrice planted herself on the counter in a sitting position and began swinging her legs while grasping the counter edge and leaning slightly forward, like a little kid.
"My parents don't worry about money themselves, but Irena and I do, because usually we have to make our own dinner too." She told him and smiled softly.
Finn nodded a bit. "Teagan still isn't great at cooking. He tends to get impatient and burn things. I like to think I'm decent." He smiled softly and grabbed a pan to sear the chicken in after he cut it up. "I'm better at stuff like that."
Beatrice kept watching, memorizing his movements, to see if she could remember how to make the dish later.
"I mean, I'm okay I guess." she told him with a small smile.
"I'm trying to learn how to make more things… I mean, I can't live off of the same handful of dishes forever, right?" Finn added some seasoning and flipped the pieces of chicken so they could sear properly.
Beatrice nodded.
"I understand," she said and smiled "that's what I do with like life skills."
Finn nodded as well as he added the rice to the pan. "Yeah… it's just hard sometimes, I guess. I'm sure everything will turn out fine though, right?" He smiled weakly.
"yeah, im sure it will." She said and looked out the large kitchen window wistfully.
"Can I tell you something?" She said quietly, looking at him with her big doe like eyes.
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