cooking-with-bjorn

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Bjorn slowly shook his head, a soft, warm smile spreading across his face as he lowered himself into the chair across from Ángel. The chair groaned under his weight, but he didn’t seem to notice. "nei… all bowls are dirty," he said with a small chuckle, his voice light but carrying that unmistakable tone of gentle disappointment.

he clicked his tongue, shaking his head like a parent scolding their children. "Tch tch tch. Team not wash dish! How team survive on own without Bjorn, hm?" He let out a hearty laugh at his own joke, clearly amused, even if he didn’t realize how serious it might sound. For a moment, his laughter faded, his thoughts drifting...The respawn machine...

He quickly shook his head, clearing the thought like shaking off snow. His smile returned, a little softer now. "A-anyways...it is fine. Bjorn wash dish later, when you finish, ja? No need worry." He waved a large hand dismissively, his voice warm and reassuring.

Leaning forward slightly, he rested his hands on the table, his expression kind and open. "For now, Bjorn listen. Tell Bjorn story, ja? About you, maybe. Bjorn like to hear. Make heart happy, very much." His words were slow and careful, his broken English carrying a tender sincerity that made it clear he truly cared. even though he doesn't speak much...he's always able to listen

Hallo spy! Very good day today ja?I had made stew. Very good, very nutritious...you like, yes?will help you in battle to sneak...

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“Heavy! How wonderful of you to come by…yes! Yes!” The Spaniard smiled warmly as he spoke, dragging his cigarette dead in the nearest ashtray before continuing. “I gratefully accept your offer…I would love a share.!”

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Bjorn smiled warmly, his large hand resting over his chest as he gave a firm, reassuring nod. "Like Bjorn says...team is family. Bjorn must help, no matter what! is important, ja!" His voice carried the gentle conviction of someone who truly believed in his words, like a father reassuring his children.

He paused mid-step, his brows furrowing slightly as he tilted his head in curiosity. For a moment, he seemed lost in thought, his hand absentmindedly scratching at his beard. He hadn’t even realized Venya owned a car...let alone one showed it to the team or that he referred to as her (well to be fair he calls his mini gun Solveig after the god but oh well-) The notion confused him, though not unpleasantly so. After a moment, his confusion melted into his usual soft, accepting smile.

"Oh! Very nice, herr Venya! What type of car is she? Bjorn has not seen... erm... her(?) before." He stumbled over the pronoun, his tone almost apologetic, but his curiosity and kindness shone through. "She must be special if Venya calls her...erm what name?"

I have a traffic cone in my hands right now. You don't seem like the type of person to have any use for a traffic cone, but I'm offering it anyway out of courtesy.

Do you want it?

— @ylw-soldier

the taller man stood silent for a moment, his eyes glancing towards the traffic cone in the Soldier's arms. His brow furrowed slightly, clearly uncertain if he was truly the one being addressed. After a pause, he gulped and glanced around again, hoping perhaps the question was meant for someone else. Slowly, he raised a large hand and pointed at himself, confusion and bewilderment seen on his face.

"ah...Bjorn? You mean...me?" he tilted his head slightly "You sure? Bjorn is not...uh, expert in...cone business?" clearly...more confused

He paused again, rubbing the back of his neck as his kind smile began to grow, his expression softening with a nervous chuckle. "But...Bjorn can try help, ja! Always happy to think of idea...of what to do with cone that is...so What...uh, what do we do with cone soldier? Is it...for battle? Ah, maybe helmet? No?" he joked slightly "You can give to...Your friend on green! ja? I do not know who they are but...very nice man I hope!...nice man...or woman- hm..."

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He reached into his pocket, pulling out a slightly crumpled envelope and holding it up proudly. "They write about school and home! Little ones say they miss Bjorn’s stew...They also miss my lefse hah! My sister cannot cook too well...Oh they like Bjorn's cooking too much, I think!" He laughed softly

his eyes glimmered with a mix of pride and longing as he carefully tucked the envelope back into his pocket, patting it gently. "Bjorn misses them too...very much. But is okay! Team here keeps Bjorn busy. Is like having big, noisy family again!" He chuckled again, his voice soft and affectionate.

He glanced up, his kind eyes meeting Venyas, and gave a small, reassuring nod. "And you? How is herr venya? Bjorn hopes you are doing well. Is important to talk and keep...erm...spirits high, ja?" His tone was gentle, his genuine concern evident in every word.

I have a traffic cone in my hands right now. You don't seem like the type of person to have any use for a traffic cone, but I'm offering it anyway out of courtesy.

Do you want it?

— @ylw-soldier

the taller man stood silent for a moment, his eyes glancing towards the traffic cone in the Soldier's arms. His brow furrowed slightly, clearly uncertain if he was truly the one being addressed. After a pause, he gulped and glanced around again, hoping perhaps the question was meant for someone else. Slowly, he raised a large hand and pointed at himself, confusion and bewilderment seen on his face.

"ah...Bjorn? You mean...me?" he tilted his head slightly "You sure? Bjorn is not...uh, expert in...cone business?" clearly...more confused

He paused again, rubbing the back of his neck as his kind smile began to grow, his expression softening with a nervous chuckle. "But...Bjorn can try help, ja! Always happy to think of idea...of what to do with cone that is...so What...uh, what do we do with cone soldier? Is it...for battle? Ah, maybe helmet? No?" he joked slightly "You can give to...Your friend on green! ja? I do not know who they are but...very nice man I hope!...nice man...or woman- hm..."

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Bjorn blinked at the sudden change in topic, caught a little off-guard. He raised a hand to scratch his chin thoughtfully, his expression softening. "Erm... nothing much has gone on in Bjorn's life at base. We fight, we live... and that is it." He gave a small, sheepish chuckle, his gaze dropping for a moment. "Bjorn has not learned any new recipes... not yet."

his brows furrowed slightly as he thought harder, his mind drifting back over the past week. He wanted to say something nice, something to keep the conversation going. His face brightened suddenly, and he clasped his hands together with a warm smile. "Ah! Bjorn received letter from children! Back in Norway! Very nice letter, ja!"

I have a traffic cone in my hands right now. You don't seem like the type of person to have any use for a traffic cone, but I'm offering it anyway out of courtesy.

Do you want it?

— @ylw-soldier

the taller man stood silent for a moment, his eyes glancing towards the traffic cone in the Soldier's arms. His brow furrowed slightly, clearly uncertain if he was truly the one being addressed. After a pause, he gulped and glanced around again, hoping perhaps the question was meant for someone else. Slowly, he raised a large hand and pointed at himself, confusion and bewilderment seen on his face.

"ah...Bjorn? You mean...me?" he tilted his head slightly "You sure? Bjorn is not...uh, expert in...cone business?" clearly...more confused

He paused again, rubbing the back of his neck as his kind smile began to grow, his expression softening with a nervous chuckle. "But...Bjorn can try help, ja! Always happy to think of idea...of what to do with cone that is...so What...uh, what do we do with cone soldier? Is it...for battle? Ah, maybe helmet? No?" he joked slightly "You can give to...Your friend on green! ja? I do not know who they are but...very nice man I hope!...nice man...or woman- hm..."

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bjorn offered Spy another warm, genuine smile as they walked side by side toward the cafeteria, his voice carrying a soft, fatherly like tone. "Of course, Bjorn sees everyone on team like family! Very nice. Feels like…home far away home, ja?" He chuckled

As they entered the cafeteria, Bjorn pulled out a chair for Ángel. "Here, sit, sit! Bjorn take care of everything." His towering frame moved with surprising gentleness as he began rummaging through the cabinets, humming a tune quietly to himself. a tune he heard from a certain radio station

his brows furrowed as he noticed the small amount of clean bowls they have. Most of them were either missing or left unwashed in the sink for...uh lets say 'days', no doubt to save on water...He let out a soft grumble, eventually finding a single clean bowl. He held it for a moment, a faint frown appearing on his face as he wished he had another to share the meal properly with Spy. But with a small shrug, he brushed the thought aside, turning to Ángel with a warm smile.

"Here...Bjorn get stew for Spy." He placed the bowl gently on the counter beside the pot. carefully ladling the hearty stew itself.

Hallo spy! Very good day today ja?I had made stew. Very good, very nutritious...you like, yes?will help you in battle to sneak...

@cooking-with-bjorn

“Heavy! How wonderful of you to come by…yes! Yes!” The Spaniard smiled warmly as he spoke, dragging his cigarette dead in the nearest ashtray before continuing. “I gratefully accept your offer…I would love a share.!”

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Bjorn smiled softly, though there was a slight unease behind it as his eyes lingered on the Soldier's sharp, shark-like teeth. His skin crawled just a little, as he gulped quietly, nodding ever so slowly.

"A-ah… Bjorn see. T-thank you for gift, herr V-Venya…" His voice wavered slightly, but he forced out a small nervous chuckle. He shifted his weight slightly, his towering frame somehow making him seem smaller in the moment.

"Uh… and Bjorn notice… someone outside with you other night." He paused, tilting his head a little as though thinking carefully about his words. "Looked… uh… green, ja? Seem like… very nice person. Friend of Venya, maybe? Bjorn think they must be good if they stay with you."

His voice softened, the kind warmth in his tone breaking through his nervousness. He offered another shaky but genuine smile, clearly trying his best to be polite despite his clear unease.

I have a traffic cone in my hands right now. You don't seem like the type of person to have any use for a traffic cone, but I'm offering it anyway out of courtesy.

Do you want it?

— @ylw-soldier

the taller man stood silent for a moment, his eyes glancing towards the traffic cone in the Soldier's arms. His brow furrowed slightly, clearly uncertain if he was truly the one being addressed. After a pause, he gulped and glanced around again, hoping perhaps the question was meant for someone else. Slowly, he raised a large hand and pointed at himself, confusion and bewilderment seen on his face.

"ah...Bjorn? You mean...me?" he tilted his head slightly "You sure? Bjorn is not...uh, expert in...cone business?" clearly...more confused

He paused again, rubbing the back of his neck as his kind smile began to grow, his expression softening with a nervous chuckle. "But...Bjorn can try help, ja! Always happy to think of idea...of what to do with cone that is...so What...uh, what do we do with cone soldier? Is it...for battle? Ah, maybe helmet? No?" he joked slightly "You can give to...Your friend on green! ja? I do not know who they are but...very nice man I hope!...nice man...or woman- hm..."

[cooking-with-bjorn]

I have a traffic cone in my hands right now. You don't seem like the type of person to have any use for a traffic cone, but I'm offering it anyway out of courtesy.

Do you want it?

— @ylw-soldier

the taller man stood silent for a moment, his eyes glancing towards the traffic cone in the Soldier's arms. His brow furrowed slightly, clearly uncertain if he was truly the one being addressed. After a pause, he gulped and glanced around again, hoping perhaps the question was meant for someone else. Slowly, he raised a large hand and pointed at himself, confusion and bewilderment seen on his face.

"ah...Bjorn? You mean...me?" he tilted his head slightly "You sure? Bjorn is not...uh, expert in...cone business?" clearly...more confused

He paused again, rubbing the back of his neck as his kind smile began to grow, his expression softening with a nervous chuckle. "But...Bjorn can try help, ja! Always happy to think of idea...of what to do with cone that is...so What...uh, what do we do with cone soldier? Is it...for battle? Ah, maybe helmet? No?" he joked slightly "You can give to...Your friend on green! ja? I do not know who they are but...very nice man I hope!...nice man...or woman- hm..."

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Bjorn’s smile grew even softer, his large hands clasping together as he let out a warm chuckle "ja! ja! yes! that be very very nice!" He lead Ángel the way. as they walked the larger man thought to himself before speaking up

"Bjorn is...very grateful for you. Always thinking of others, is very good heart. Remind me of, uh... my oldest dattere- erm...d-daughter. Always helping, always care for others." He glanced down briefly, his expression warm and thoughtful, before he lets out a soft chuckle, his kind eyes twinkling "Maybe... Bjorn tell story or two? You remind me of family, you know."

Hallo spy! Very good day today ja?I had made stew. Very good, very nutritious...you like, yes?will help you in battle to sneak...

@cooking-with-bjorn

“Heavy! How wonderful of you to come by…yes! Yes!” The Spaniard smiled warmly as he spoke, dragging his cigarette dead in the nearest ashtray before continuing. “I gratefully accept your offer…I would love a share.!”

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Bjorn froze, his large frame stood still as spy's words settled in. he blinked, his brow furrowing slightly as he translated the meaning in his head...taking a moment longer than usual. "Ah... I see. I understand, Very...very kind way to say things." He paused, his hand scratching the back of his neck "Takk...er-...thank you...for offer help! Is very...very good of you."

his face softened into a bright, warm smile, one that seemed to radiate a gentle kindness "You are very kind man, herr Ángel Truly! Bjorn is... lucky to have friend like you. Thank you for this."

He shifted slightly, as though trying to find more words but settling for a simple, heartfelt nod. "Stew is in cafeteria ja? Would you like Bjorn to grab for you?" he twiddled his thumbs a little looking down slightly

Hallo spy! Very good day today ja?I had made stew. Very good, very nutritious...you like, yes?will help you in battle to sneak...

@cooking-with-bjorn

“Heavy! How wonderful of you to come by…yes! Yes!” The Spaniard smiled warmly as he spoke, dragging his cigarette dead in the nearest ashtray before continuing. “I gratefully accept your offer…I would love a share.!”

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*Bjorn nodded slowly, a small frown on his face.* "Ah, good, good. Bjorn worry... others not eat much, ja? Need food, very important! Make strong for battle. No food, no fight good. I hope they eat soon..."

Hallo spy! Very good day today ja?I had made stew. Very good, very nutritious...you like, yes?will help you in battle to sneak...

@cooking-with-bjorn

“Heavy! How wonderful of you to come by…yes! Yes!” The Spaniard smiled warmly as he spoke, dragging his cigarette dead in the nearest ashtray before continuing. “I gratefully accept your offer…I would love a share.!”

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Another team? Oh are you shitting me.

(-✨️🪄 who is trying ao hard to keep up with all the people [and are miserably failing])

Oh...beklager- apologies if hard to keep up-

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oh no...poor flower...We make sunflower oil now-

omg your outfit... slay king. what are your thoughts on spycrabs?

“This has reminded me of my age…I’m afraid I don’t know what ‘slay king’ means. … haha! This reminds me of my early cadet days when I didn’t know any of the vocabulary! How time flies. …. * ahem * Spy-crabs! I do enjoy them quite a bit…in fact, one in particular has taken a liking to sitting and enjoying a smoke with me. I believe this means we are friends.”

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tsk tsk. Boy should be careful when fighting more often!

Do you enjoy being in YLW?

Very good team! I make lots of friends...They enjoy Bjorn's cooking...I hope-

Spy very nice man. Very kind! Engineer as well-...soldier...a bit

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er- SCOUT- very nice too. good man, very fast! boy must eat more, tch very weak boy...needs nutrients!

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you look like a dad

Awh, oh ho ho! That is very nice thing to say! I have 3 children, very good children. They stay in Norway now, with family. Bjorn miss them very much...think about them all time... Is hard...but I work here to give them better life...They are very strong, like their papa! heh

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It is fine with bjorn! Eat more! and rest more boy! You have been getting...erm...øyeposer eye...eyebag(?)

Do you enjoy being in YLW?

Very good team! I make lots of friends...They enjoy Bjorn's cooking...I hope-

Spy very nice man. Very kind! Engineer as well-...soldier...a bit

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er- SCOUT- very nice too. good man, very fast! boy must eat more, tch very weak boy...needs nutrients!

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Oh scout! Very nice to know!! has boy been eating lunsj that bjorn has prepared for him? Do you like?

AAY BIG GUY!! hows it hangin?

Ah, I am doing very well, ja! Very good day! How is, uh...person today?... Is good? I hope so! I hope they do very good, maybe eat something nice? Rest well too...Very important!"

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Do you enjoy being in YLW?

Very good team! I make lots of friends...They enjoy Bjorn's cooking...I hope-

Spy very nice man. Very kind! Engineer as well-...soldier...a bit

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er- SCOUT- very nice too. good man, very fast! boy must eat more, tch very weak boy...needs nutrients!