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[Huey was actually feeling pretty good that day, having recently been intimate with Strangelove, as he wandered into a random room that was drawing him in. Then his eyes lit up with interest as he rolled up to a small table with something glorious upon it. He hadn't had a Ziganov in years so he excitedly opened up the pack of cigarettes, lit up, and smoked that vanilla flavor. He let out a long smokey pleased sigh when he suddenly froze, seeing writing appearing across the wall in front of him and his own voice reading a familiar love letter to the room.]

        Hey. Long time no see, huh?

        Sorry for writing to you out of the blue like this. I've been trying to get in touch, but, you know, you haven't been answering... Was it something I said, maybe? If so, I apologize. It's just there's something I want to tell you. So... I decided to put it in a letter...
        I mean, obviously this isn't the best time at all. But I was, you know, kind of curious. About your... research and stuff... Speaking of which, how's the pod coming along? I was wondering whether that program I wrote was working or not. You know, the one that links our two AIs together. If it's not, I could always... go over and fix it... if that's OK, of course. For my own peace of mind, really. You know make sure the program's feeling alright... Er. I guess you wouldn't really say a program 'has feelings,' would you? Ha ha ha...
       Sorry. I'm getting off track here. So, um anyway I've been meaning to tell you something for the longest time. I've been thinking... back when we first met at NASA... those were fun times. You know, living the dream, getting to work all the time with the... the science we loved. Ever since then I've always held you... your... your... research, that is... in highest esteem. No, more than that... I think you're a... a w-w-w-wonderful person. S-Sorry I don't even know what I'm trying to say here. So when you disappeared from NASA all of a sudden, I was devastated. That's when it finally dawned on me... I.. I need you... For my research, you see. I mean, no! Well, yes and no. It's hard to explain...
        Anyway when I saw you were in Costa Rica I could hardly believe it. I thought maybe a divine intervention or something... you know, like it was written some where that we were meant to be like this. You and me, the two of us, from now on... you know... just you and me... doing research together... I mean not just research... well... there's research of course... But research can have so many different meanings, can't it? I'm rambling again, sorry. But we don't have much time left. When Peace Walker is finished, that's it right? There's the end of the project. So... what I'm trying to say is... us... Peace Walker is like something we created together, you know... And when it's finished... then we'll ...
        ... I know we're not done yet. Need to finish it first , right? Yeah. Until we do I just hope you won't disappear like you did on me last time.

        Sorry for taking up your time. I wish you the best of luck with your research.

        Your dear friend,

        Huey

[... He just sat there, dumbfounded, wondering what the hell he was thinking when he wrote that to Dr. Strangelove. Then Dr. Emmerich went back to smoking, hoping no one would see that old message.]

((Welcome to the Love Letter Room! Feel free to "write" one, or just think about it and it'll appear, to anyone within the Nexus or not - addressing it is optional. It shall write itself on one of the walls in the room and be read out loud. Be prepared for people's reactions. Have fun.))

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Eggs, huh? I could be wrong but I think they're a great way to start off the morning. How do you cook them?

[He's asking more about the style - scrambled, hard boiled, etc. Huey's thinking of renting the Star Wars cookbooks along with any they could find.]

They r-really are. I l-like cooking them s-sunny side up.

[That would certainly give them plenty to do.]

Hm? Why that way?

[He was expecting her to say scrambled actually - Emma liked them scrambled, he remembered. The warm smile continued on his face, liking how they were making plans and getting along. He hadn't felt this happy in a while.]

You can dip your toast in it, and it looks like the sun.

[Her favorite reasons anyway, she also did her fortune telling but he'd probably think she was silly if she said that.]

Hm... [He loosened his grip on her then rubbed his stubbly chin.] Both are true. I prefer mine over easy. They're a little less runny that way.

And you would have to cook ham to go along with them, right?

[Huey lightly held along her back with one of his hands, his other resting on the couch. He continued his slightly shy grin.]

[That gives Sunny an idea!] I'm g-gonna practice making them over easy j-just for y-you.

[And there's a tiny pout.] I'm n-not allowed to make h-ham. I'm n-not big enough y-yet.

Well, thank you. I'll try cooking them sunny side up for you then. [Maybe not too often - he didn't like eating that style - too risky for disease in his opinion.]

[Huey wasn't allowed to eat ham for a very long time, considering how religious of a Jew his mother was. Only when he had moved out, did he actually try the meat. He doubted this was her reason.] IF I cook some for you, would you eat it?

[Maybe she just wasn't confident in cooking meat thoroughly and ham was a great food so she'll certainly have opportunities to eat it with him.]

C-cool~ [Sunny isn't complete aware of that. It's just an easy way to cook eggs, one she can do.]

Y-yeah, I w-would. [Sunny smiles excitedly, planning on watching him so she could learn.]

[Both that and Otacon and Snake won't let her try.]

[He wouldn't be surprised if all the eggs in the Nexus were disease free - one can hope.]

Good. What else goes with those? How about... some toast?

[Might as well plan out a meal. If Huey knew how to cook something, he probably wouldn't mind teaching Sunny, as long as he wasn't busy. And he would enjoy experimenting with food. If they messed up, the Nexus would just supply more and then they could just try again.]

[That would be incredibly convenient.]

Wheat t-toast. That k-kind is supposed to b-be better for y-you than white b-bread.

[And Sunny would greatly enjoy learning. It includes spending time with him too, which is even better.]

[Finding some way to poison the food of the Nexus would be a good scare tactic to control the building but Huey isn't thinking about taking over the Nexus anytime soon, if ever.]

I believe you are correct, young lady. And for a drink - milk or orange juice?

[The question now would be where? It is dependent on who either of them is living with at the time. Strangelove is supposed to be moving in with Huey at some point.]

[Sunny chews her lip for a moment in thought.]

I l-like orange juice b-but b-both are good.

[And Sunny is staying with Rosemary still.]

I agree. As long as the orange juice isn't pulpy. I don't like chewing my orange juice.

How about we pick out some cookbooks then I'll take you to your home? I don't want Hal to worry.

[He incorrectly concluded, realizing that they had been out for a while. Huey took his hand off her, having to wait for her to get off the couch first.]

Yuck, p-pulpy orange j-juice makes me feel s-sick.

Okay~

Oh, I'm n-not staying with Uncle H-Hal right now. Rosemary and R-Raiden let me s-stay with them until I go with Uncle Hal.

[Sunny gets up and climbs off the couch, smiling. Best. Day. Ever.]

[A nod.] Huh? Oh... Uh, well I'll drop you off at their place after we check out our books then.

[He had heard of Raiden and had met the indicated Rosemary but didn't know her name. Huey dragged himself back onto his chair, setting his legs naturally.]

Hop on. I think there might be a small sci-fi cookbook section we can raid.

O-okay. [Sunny smiles and climbs into his lap. She's just a tiiiny bit pouty. She doesn't think they spent enough time together.]

We'll h-have a l-lot to try out then f-for awhile.

[Huey knew spending too much time away without notifying her caretakers was a bad idea. He had pretty much kidnapped her anyhow.]

Exactly.

[He drove off to the cookbook section, finding a very small sci-fi cookbook section, grabbing the two Star Wars cookbooks there.]

Do you want any other ones in this section?

[Sunny looks at a few books before picking one (random) book from them and looking through it before smiling.]

This o-one s-seems n-neat.

[She hands it to him, looking for his opinion on it.]

[Dr. Emmerich looked it over as well then nodded, figuring they could cook a thing or two in this one.]

Okay. Let's go check these out.

[He drove up to a computer scanner machine, checking out the books that way, wanting to avoid the cow of a librarian in this room, then he left the library.]

What floor is your place on?

W-we're on the [whatever floor].

[What's this? Sunny's snuggling against him and starting to doze off.]

Hm. Right.

[It was a few floors away so he glided towards the nearest elevator. Once in, he noticed Sunny falling asleep on him. Huey lighted petted her head a few times, waiting for the elevator to take them to the correct floor. Then he coasted down the hallway, going extra slow not to disturb her.]

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