It was funny to think but Jet lives in a kitchenless hotel room.

He placed the scallops in the pan. Gentlely flipping them.

"Stop drooling," said Jet.

"I can't help it! This is how I react to food," said the Siren.

He ate them so quickly Jet had to make more.

"I can see why your father loves you," said the Siren.

"Uhh... Thank you?" Said Jet as he placed more scallops down in the pan.

"I'm glad to see the two of you getting along! Guess what?"

"Lobster fest!" Said the Siren.

"How did you know?"

"I go every year!"

"I didn't think cryptids where allowed," said Jet.

All the cute happyness from being fed fell from his face.

"I'm not allowed but I like human food. I cooked for so long to get here,"

"Your English is cute," said Jet. He stoped his smile. He couldn't afford to let his dad know the plan was working.

"We will have to many lobsters soon!" He said.

He was right. The buffet was filled with tanks. They even had a fresh scallop tank.

"This is ridiculous,"

The siren ate two lobsters raw. Jet had to laugh as his dad ran from the buffet in fear.

"You did that on purpose?" Jet asked.

"I sent a bit of fright thru his skin. He'a fine,"

"You what?" Said Jet.

The Siren crunched down. "You wanna have sex?"

"No,"

The Siren had been tasked on recipes. He pushed his blind hair out of his eyes. Long finger nails scratched his soft skin. His green eyes narrowed.

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"I want to go back to the beach. I need to breath," he said.

Jet stayed behind.

He looked at the Sirens notes. They where written in English but it was so simple.

He smiled.

The door opened and Ace walked in. Jet couldn't be happier.

"I wanna kiss," he said.

"Not right now,"

"Look he wrote lemon. He has no idea what the fuck he is doing,"

"Your reading it?"

"Huh?" Said ace. He had taken the Sirens seat without realizing.

Ace touched his neck. It was hostile.

"I want to bite his ears," said Ace.

"Me too!"

Ace was rubbing his neck now. His fingers dug into the skin.

"I hate this shit. I want to go back to my boat," said Jet.

"I'm glad your home,"

"Really?"

Jet felt his face get a bit hot. Ace hands where unbuttoneing his chef jacket.

"Why don't you wear a shirt?" Ace asked.

The kitchen door opened and the buttons where closed.

"What are you doing?" Asked Phil.

"Again? It's like he knows what we are doing,"

"I read the script!" Said Phil.

"Obviously," said Jet.

Phil grabbed the paper.

"Lemon! What an idea!"

He then walked out of the kitchen.

"Let's go to my room," said Jet.

"We have work. What will do with all those lobsters?"

"Make sliders," said Jet.

"That's a great idea!"

"It is?"

Ace did a shuffle dance across the floor.

"We could make the students crack them,"

"Oh shit! That would be a great lesson,"

Jet stood in front of the tank. His eye locked onto the lobsters eye.

"I'm going to eat you," he said.

"The fuck?" Said Ace with a laugh.

Ace followed him thru the hall.

"We could use mayo and make it all fatty," said Ace "add tuna,"

"No. Not tuna,"

"Why not?"

Jet got in the elevator.

"Why not!??" Said Ace again. He stood inside the box with him.

Ace hot the top floor.

"Wrong floor,"

"I know,"

Ace pressed Jet to the wall. "You wanna fuck him don't you?" He asked.

"Huh? The Siren?"

"No Phil,"

Ace was kissing him now. Their lips moved softly. Ace slid his hands down his body.

The elevator door opened and they both looked. No one was there so they kept on.

Ace unbuttoned Jets pants. His mouth slid over his tip.

Jet let out a gutter like sound. Ace mouth was cool on his skin.

Jet was trying his best not to thrust into Aces mouth. Ace didn't like that.

He gripped the railing.

"Ah! God!"

Aces mouth made a pop sound as he let go. A bit of precum was on his face.

The Siren was trying to read the recipe book.

The words where to big for his brain to understand.

"Why am I doing this like a human?"

He put a pot on the rang bringing it to boil. He began to cook. The first two lobsters came out to tough.

It seemed seasoning the water did little to the flavor.

"We can have a boil," he said as he broke several corn on the cobs in half.

He burned a bitter sause before getting it right. Then he sent the dish to Browns office.

He was proud of his work.

Back in the elevator Jet had Ace on the floor. They where sucking each other off.

Acea body shutters as Jets mouth went deeper. He could feel his leg shake.

Jet sat up.

Ace felt nervous.

He was sat up. His back on the wall.

"That feels so good," said Jet. He gave him a deep kiss.

"Your mouth is..."

"Get over it and kiss me!"

Ace laughed a little which killed the whole mood.

"Don't talk like that then!" Said Ace.

The lights where off in the buffet. The lobsters sat in their tanks.

What the fuck is happening they thought. What kind of hell is he about to put us thru.

One lobster pulled his body to the side of the tank. Then a female pulled him back down.

They understood their fate. Did their lives mean anything at all?