Specifically: cats, cooking, and cleaning.

It’s Neil’s job to name their cats. If Andrew had the final say in it, they’d answer to things like “Cat 1″/”Cat 2″ or “Stupid”. Besides, as Andrew points out, Neil has more experience coming up with names on the spot. Neil argues that he has experience coming up with names for himself, not names that other creatures will be stuck with their entire nine lives. In the end he solicits help from the Foxes.

((Nicky takes it seriously for exactly one suggestion and then submits things like SIr Meower the Ruthless, The Great Mouseketeer, and Sir Fat Cat McCatterson. Neil expected this kind of unhelpful response from him. He didn’t expect his teammates to abandon all other reasonable names and start voting on Nicky’s suggestions, but they needed to believe that in some universe Andrew Joseph Minyard would own a tortoiseshell named Sir Fat Cat McCatterson.

Neil wonders for a minute how this is his life, then decides what the hell, okay.

They name their first two cats King Fluffkins and Sir Fat Cat McCatterson. Andrew stares at Neil for a solid two minutes after Neil solemnly delivers the final verdict.))

Andrew does most of the cooking in the beginning. He learned how to cook while working at Eden’s Twilight. Neil understands the basics, but that’s about it–his mother handled the cooking when she was alive, and when she died he was squatting in a house that had no electricity. Neil picks things up along the way, but he’s usually content to leave it to Andrew.

They share the cleaning, but most of what they have to do is upkeep, dishes and cat maintenance, things like that. They’re not overly messy people, they don’t own much that can get strewn about the place, and they’re on the road a lot with their team.