Ah smelling the aroma was incredible. The smell of Italian foods severely clashed with the German maid themed café. Oh well, it’s not like the people of this world can tell that it clashed.
The smell made all the girls drool, despite their best efforts, they couldn’t help it. It was cute and gross, at the same time, to see the girls in elegant dresses drooling over a mere smell. Hmmm, disgustingly cute, that seemed like a very familiar thought. As I watched the very long line I began to see people being tossed in the air. Oh boy, here she comes. As soon as she stepped into my line of sight I took a few steps to the right and watched as she ran into a wall, face first.
“Awe, Alex that was mean!” She complained. I learned my lesson; there was still a bruise on my stomach from last time.
“It smells like you have perfected the Spaghetti, right?” I inquired.
Maddison rubbed her head for a while, and then she said, “It is you say. We even experimented a little on it. We have some people using cheeses and bigger noodles. Baking some of them, boiling others, and even frying some them.” They’ll eventually find Lasagna, frying the noodles will eventually lead to stir-fry and other Asian cuisines. These guys are basically food scientists now. Instead of opening a restaurant empire, I probably should have opened a science lab. I shall reflect my actions now.
Maddison had gotten up from her failure of a tackle and got us to follow her to a table that could seat all of us. We all sat down, even Maddison. “Umm, Maddison…” I started.
Maddison interrupted with a smile, “I’ve said it before but call me Maddie.”
I gave it a thought, but I got intense stares from four sets of eyes. I had to humbly decline, “I shall decline your offer.
Maddison kept her smile but had a sinister look in her eyes that sent a chill down my spine. “Are you sure about that?”
I take a look at the surrounding girls and quickly made my decision, “I will have to humbly decline.” I may fear my former employee a bit but the four girls that I intend to take as my brides are much scarier. Louise in particular, she seemed to put all her focus into any given one thing. It was a little frightening; I’d rather not get on her bad side.
Maddison lowered her head and whispered, “I see.” She then threw back her and hollered, “Oh my goodness! It’s the CHEF GOD!!!” I could feel the blood drain from my face, as I heard a thundering sound emitting from the kitchen. You, what have you done! She sat back and smile as she waited.
The sounds of giggling, running, stomping and other miscellaneous sounds of a stampede could be heard. Wave after wave of cooks appeared around the table we were sitting at. Cheering me on and on, I could feel all the blood pump back into my face at full force with embarrassment.
Chloe was laughing and pointing at me, “Haha, a chef WHAT?! Bwhahaha!”
Along with Chloe, Louise joined the laughter, even Ashley was giggling. Aria was just still staring at me in amazement.
I look at Maddison with rage, “You, you did this on purpose!!!”
She looked around and said, “Ah, you guys perfected your Spaghetti early, right?”
All the cooks were shaking their heads vigorously; it kinda looked like a ripple going over the crowd. It was mildly amusing, if they weren’t surrounding us.
She made a thinking pose and said, “I guess if you guys are done early, then we can have Alex… mmph?!”
I stuck my hand over her mouth and whispered in her ear, “Are you trying to cause a scene?”
She whispered back, “You know what you have to do.”
Gah! This woman! Ah, whatever, “Have it your way Maddie.”
With a satisfied smile she claps her hands and draws attention to herself, “All right, I know you guys left your projects on the fire, so you all go back to the kitchen and don’t even think about coming back out! I said I did not want another fire!”
All the cooks left pretty slowly in a deflated mood. It was sad to see, but I was not going to eat everyone’s creations tonight. Huh, I guess Maddie won this fight. Ashley looks at her and then back at me, she begins to give a really hard stare.
“Yes?” I ask.
She stares for a bit longer and then says, “How do you know this person? And speaking of, who are you?”
“We…” I started.
Maddison interrupts yet again, “I am Maddison Appleroot! I own this company.” She declares proudly while puffing out her chest.
Ashley, Cloe and Louise jaws drop, Ashley slowly whispered, “You don’t mean the Maddison Appleroot? The owner of ‘Sister Appleroot’s Sweets’?”
Maddie’s chest puffed out even further, “In the flesh.”
The three girls gawked at her then Chloe said, “Your company has a shop everywhere even in the Demon Realm capital! So… how do you guys know each other?” She looked at me.
Maddison answered in my stead, “He is the very founder of this shop, when it was under a different name of course. He was the one that set up this empire, made it to where only an act of a deity can bring it down! He just gave me the ownership before he opened more stores. He made all of this possible, especially when I had nothing to give, he still hired me. Through blood, sweat and tears I did the most I could to repay him this debt. Then what does he do? He hands the title to me to start an adventure of his. I am also aware that he made it to where everyone has the same opportunity to work. Clearly he is a god, a Chef God!!!”
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Is it hot in here? I swear, every time she calls me that I feel as though the blood in my face would explode. I glance at the girls who received this information. They were staring at me as if I descend from the heavens. No! Don’t be fooled! Gah, why is it she always does this?
A Water Demon maid came by with a cart with plates of giant piles of spaghetti, setting one in front of each one of us. I looked at Maddison, “Umm, Maddie. We didn’t order yet.”
She smiled as she picked up a fork, “I know, but you said it was your favorite food, so I figured I would get the senior chefs to make them.” She took a big bite of the spaghetti swirled on her fork, and her shoulders sank in satisfaction.
Oh well, I take my first bite of this delicious dish before I inhale the rest of it uncontrollably. It’s not that it was better than mine, it’s just I always act like this when I eat spaghetti, was clearly master race of food.
“What… This… This is the most delicious thing I have ever eaten.” Ashley declared. I glance at the girls and almost spit out the water I was drinking. Each of them were dressed gorgeous dress, they were stunning, really. But they all had spaghetti sauce all over their faces with huge smiles. It was really adorable, I guess. More bizarre than adorable though.
I could hear slurping from Aria. Her eyes were shut with pleasure riddled across her face. Louise was following suit with her spaghetti, glancing a few times while inhaling the spaghetti much like I had. Chloe was half way done with hers before she looked at it curiously, “So this is his favorite, huh?” She whispered.
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After quite some time, we had eaten our fill, talked with Maddie, dodged some cooks, and exited the building. If this was on Earth, she would fail as a company with how horribly she treats her customers when I’m around. Because of foods that they make, they get customers that seemed to not be able to live without the flavor after they’ve tried it.
I lead everyone to an inn called ‘Sloth’s Inn,’ it was just a little down the road from ‘Sister Appleroot’s Sweets.’ When we walked in, I could feel the stares of a few curious women, and a few from jealous men as I walked in with four girls at once. I ignore the stares and walk to the clerk.
The clerk had white hair that was long and pulled into a man bun of sorts, along with a long pointy face. His skin was a dark Ashen Grey color, with his irises being a deep red; these features claimed him to be an old Dark Elf. Despite their intimidating looks, they were widely misunderstood. They made sharp remarks, as if they had problems with everyone, but if you watched one and study their actions, you’ll see that they had everyone else’s interest at heart. They were an entire race of tsunderes.
As I approached the old elf, he gave a once over look and said, “Are you brats trying to sleep in my inn? I don’t think you deserve this wonderful inn.”
I smile at him and say, “We would like to spend one night, please.”
He snorted and replied, “Well, what makes you think…”
He was cut off by a little girl, “Now, now, don’t be mean to our guests. He may not sound like it but he is a big softy.” Looking closer to this little girl, she had black hair that flowed down to her waist and a small face with large golden eyes. Her skin was the color of fresh snow, meaning she was a Snow Elf. Most Snow Elves were as gentle as the falling snow, until you angered them. They would have the fury of a massive blizzard when angered. She continued, “Daddy is always like this.” The old man looked away. Haha, this old man.
She looked from each of us to the next and asked, “So how my rooms?”
I was about to speak up when I was once again cut off, what was today? Ignore the Prince day? All the girls chimed in unison, “One.”
The Snow Elf’s face let off a blush as gazed at me, “That will be 49 silver and 3 copper coins.” Oi don’t blush while demanding payment. Ha, oh well. I fish out 50 silver and instruct her to keep the change. In return, I received the key and I headed up to the room.
Upon arrival we open the door to the decently sized room with an oversized bed. I am grateful for the bed, so completely ignoring everyone else, I walk over to the bed, well I say walked. It was more like a shuffling of feet. I don’t know, scratch that, I did know why I was tired. Shopping, Maddison, more shopping, more Maddison. I was exhausted. I swiftly dived into the bed and sank into its absolute softness. Before I knew it my conscious walked into a dark alley and got jumped by sleep.
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Oh Chef God!!!
Shut it!
The Chef God has spoken!
You don't cut it out I 'm gonna-
Not divine punishment! Anything buuut that! Oh noooo!
You're having too much fun with this... I hope this doesn't become a title.
...Good Idea!
NOOO! DON'T YOU DARE!!! I will KILL you!
Hehehe.