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Lemon Pie!

No! Blueberry!	100.0%	[ 110 ]
Total Votes:			[ 110 ]

[Neko_no_Yami]

Timmy rolled his eyes, "Whatever you say misstress. Maybe you should put things where they're supposed to go, then they wouldn't fall on you." he said, raising his eyebrow and walking away to search out Rebi.

[[.Rebirth.] Wingless]

Rebi placed the menus on the small tables as people seated themselves, a sigh had then escaped the confides of her lips. 'I hope this dies down abit..' Rebi wished in her thoughts. While yawning, the waitress skipped to the kitchen window, and slapped down the orders she had hastily scribbled down. "Here ya' go, Moto!"

[=Motobon]

"Shut your face boy!" Moto yelled picking up the nearest object, which happened to be a wooden spoon. She shook it with a controlled fury before departing back to her stove. Perhaps the emotionally challanged boy was right, she should keep her cooking utensils more organized...

Moto piveted on her heel and reached back for the new orders.

"We're so busy today!" she cried desprately to her younger aid.

[Neko_no_Yami]

Timmy dashed as fast as an emo kid like him would go, which isn't all that fast, out of the kitchen before Moto could decide to use that spoon any more violently and hailed Rebi to take the trays from him. "She's a bit frisky today, isn't she?" He said as Rebi relieved him of his burden.

((=D Moto=crazy b***h))

[=Motobon]

((Where'd Rebi go? D: ))

[[.Rebirth.] Wingless]

Rebi nodded as Moto spoke to her,"I know, it's very exhausting."

The waitress turned to Timmy with fatigue now creeping up on her. Her eyes were now uncontrollably blinking, which was a very bad habit she did when tired. "Moto is just tired...I hope." Rebi tilted her head to the side, as her hands lifted the trays from Timmy. "Ugh...well I'm off." The brunette then heaved the trays to their appropriate table, sweat slightly beading on her forehead.

((Sorry, Rebi had to post in another RP. XDD Fun! xD))

[Neko_no_Yami]

((Rebi got eaten. >D))

[=Motobon]

A bit more relaxed and now indulged within her orders, Moto set off to work. She took a peek at the little papers, the beginning pieces to her works of art-tobe.

"Hmm...French Crepes eh? Well, I'll give them best they've ever had!" she declared with a triumphant cry. Wielding her spoon of power, and picking up her mixing bowl off the floor (no one needed to know that), she set off to work.

"Rebi! Timmy! Do you two know where my flour went?" she cried from the kitchen.

[[.Rebirth.] Wingless]

Rebi twitched as she heard her name being called, and effortlessly she tripped over a chair leg. A slice of lemon pie had squished under Rebi's weight, making a very weird noise. Pushing herself off the floor, the waitress felt tears welling up in her eyes. "Aw...I just cleaned this uniform too.." Her voice slightly cracked, and she shuffled over to the kitchen window. "M-Moto, I ruined my uniform." The piece of squished pie was still lying on the floor with people silently glancing at it every now and then.

[Neko_no_Yami]

Timmy gave Rebi a sympathetic look as she left to serve their cusotmers and rolled his eyes and went to help Moto. "Talking to your self out loud is considered unhealthy, ya know. Did you look where it's supposed to be? Check the middle far-right shelf, if it isn't there I don't know what to tell ya." He replyed hotly.

((Rebi~! How old should Timmy be!))

[=Motobon]

Moto scooted away from her counter and pulled Rebi into the kitchen, settling her onto a chair.

"No worries Rebi, you can borrow one of my spare shirts. It's in my bag somewhere." Moto jabbed a thumb over her shoulder towards the pantry where she kept almost next to nothing. She liked having her things around her, it was much easier to cook that way.

She then directed her attention to Timmy and scowled. "I should beat you over the head with my spoon again. But I won't. Rebi's here." She stalked off to check her shelves muttering incoherent obloquies.

[[.Rebirth.] Wingless]

Rebi rested in the chair, her long bangs covering a side of her face. Another sigh had left her lips as she stared in distress at the large lemon flavored filling on her shirt. "Thank you, Moto." She chirped, as her sister helped her out of the situation.

She removed her pie stained shirt, and wiped some of the seeped pie filling from her stomach. Hastily, the waitress shuffled to Moto's bag and rummaged through it. "Hm..Where is it."

[Neko_no_Yami]

"'I should beat you over the head with my spoon again. But I won't. Rebi's here.'"He mocked, "Whatever, I'll go clean up." He stated and retrieved the mop and bucket from the supply closet.

[=Motobon]

"Yeah! Go clean up the mess, you little prat!" Moto called out flustered. She went back to her counter, flour in hand and went back to her cooking.

"Sugar, check! Vanilla, check! Eggs..."

Moto skittered about the white tiled floor to her glistening treasure cove, her 'fridge and pulled out the smooth white eggs from inside.

"Oi, Rebi, did you just undress while Timmy was in here?"

[[.Rebirth.] Wingless]

Rebi glanced up, from Moto's bag, Moto's spare shirt now in her hands. "Um..I don't know. Did I?" The waitress pulled on Moto's shirt, and adjusted her hairband. "Well I guess I have to bring the people their orders...whenever you finish that is. Don't hurt yourself, Moto!" Rebi got to her feet quickly, and skipped out of the kitchen while merrily humming a random tune.