MCA #0, Tuesday night

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Steve had gone on his nightly run (despite the humidity) and returned with grain bowls from somewhere (definitely not Mooby's) and shaved ice from a truck that wasn't as good as Kamekona's but it was stupidly hot so he'd deal.

"Danno?" he called, juggling the bags slightly as he came into the apartment. "I've got food."

Whether Danny agreed with that assessment remained to be seen.

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"Actual food or are you still trying to fix my perfectly fine diet?" Danny asked slowly.

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"Grain bowls are food," Steve declared.

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"For horses and people who live in Los Angeles," Danny countered.

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"It's not just grains!" Steve said. "There's also kale! And sweet potatoes!"

This was perhaps not the winning argument you think it is, Steve.

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"Is there meat in there? Or dairy products?" You know. The good stuff.

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"Better," Steve said. "I got you jackfruit. It's basically like pulled pork."

It was not.

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"It's like what?" Danny would have a healthy level of doubt as to this. "What did you get on yours?"

If it was steak, so help him...

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"Seitan," Steve said. Mmmm, Danny. Sliceable wheat gluten.

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Danny gave him a intensely disappointed look. "Why are you doing this to me? Did I hurt you in some way?"

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"Of course not," Steve said, brow furrowing. "I want you to be healthy. We can't live on pizza and Thai food."

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"I live on more than that," Danny said, incorrectly. Because sometimes it was just easier to order takeout.

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"Coffee doesn't count as a food group," Steve told him, handing over his grain bowl.

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"It does on a stakeout," Danny grumbled, taking the bowl with no enthusiasm.

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"We're not on a stakeout," Steve said. "We're watching a Netflix cooking show."

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"Fine. Can I have a beer then?" Danny asked with a put upon sigh.

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Steve looked so sad that his healthy options weren't working. "After you finish the salad."

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"I'm getting you back for this," Danny muttered. There would be a baked pasta dish with alfredo sauce in Steve's future because Danny would tell his mother it was Steve's favorite dish.

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Steve gave him a smacking kiss on the forehead before shoving his way next to him. "You'll live a long life to do that."

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"Yeah, yeah," Danny muttered, graciously allowing the kiss as took the lid off the grain bowl. "I love you too."

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Steve's lips quirked up. "Good," he said, settling in on the sofa.

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Danny glanced at him too, grinning at that reaction to it as he leaned into Steve's side. There was a whole couch for them both and they still insisted on sitting this close.

"I'm still getting a peppermint patty."

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"Well, you can because you've had a healthy dinner," Steve said.

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"I was forced to have a healthy dinner," Danny grumbled, offering over the remote.

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Steve smirked. "Yes, you are. How's your jackfruit?"

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"It's not pork," Danny replied with a sigh. But he was eating this vegan monstrosity.