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Quillan carefully brought the plates out to the dining room, making sure not to spill any of the contents. He placed them in front of Llyr, and with an attempt to make some kind of fancy hand wave, he said "Please enjoy your meal!"

Sorrow shrugged, joining the blue team. If anyone wanted her qualifications, they could check.

She grabbed a pencil, waiting for the lady at her table to make up her mind.

"Um, gee, maybe- no, hmm, I-"

"Too much violence against innocent minipets, right?"

"Well, umm."

"Don't worry. I won't harm anybody. You'll be able to eat with a clear conscious." Sorrow left before they could actually protest.

It was too cruel. All the dishes were just filled to the brim completely with murder.

Sorrow rolled up her sleeves and tried the main course, with a few...substitutions.

"Here!" She announced. "A perfectly healthy and cruelty-free nutrifear-block." The compressed, weird, grainy thing in the middle of the plate was definitely not a raw and tender teadeer.



NAME OF CONTESTANT: Sorrow
COLOUR OF TEAM:BLUE
TALLY TOTAL 1

The tendrils from her cape went back into active position and one hard to notice curled a little heart. For Arynek, cats got no gender and the one who served her was fluffy and cute, like her Meowstache but in blue and black. So the Cheshire cat got a shy gentle smile from the ghoul as she nodded for acknowledgment.

She hoped she didn't ask for too much, but she believed raspberries had a better taste than strawberries and a kitty image would cheer her up in such a nerve-testing environment. After Carlos went away, she returned to her tense-up state and hided behind the menu, with her red eyes occasionally flashed across the others. The pale pairs of hands grabbed tightly on the menu, feet wriggling inside her boots.

Soon, he was back, with floaty and bouncy steps.

Arynek looked at the efforts he made and smiled, "Is that you? It's cute, thank you." The pale lifeless hand reached out, halted in the air for a few seconds, curled into a shape of a fist, relaxed and finally landed on the boil's hair (fur). She stroked him feebly for several times before she picked up her spoon to scoop some up, bringing to her mouth.

She covered her mouth, "Hmm....it is - it's sweet, very sweet.....very raspberry. Thank you." The ghoul slowly scoop another spoonful of pudding, gentle and elegant, until the dessert was gone. If her Uchitel was there, she could imagine what he would criticize, he was demanding when it came to confectionery.

First of all, he would say it was too sweet, like pouring half bag of sugar into his mouth. Then, the texture was too moist, maybe forget to drain the excess water after rinsing the raspberries. Last, mixture over-beaten, so the pudding is too dense, not fluffy enough.

Luckily, Arynek was a nice ghoul, so she didn't make any hurtful comment at all.

Chase knew he had botched that. He'd botched it so bad. And he had this fire mess to clean up. Good. Let him focus on that...and not on ruining any else's food.

Bringing it out to the customer, Sayael did a flourishing bow as the customer smiled and clapped her hands together, taking her exit before she could really focus on the slight cuts and bruises she'd gained while fighting with the dish.

Retreating into the kitchen once her plate was served, the sugar faerie looked at her team in a satisfactorily manner, leaning against the wall and breathing out.

She'd tried, and due to taking so much time fighting with the actual dessert dish, she had no more time to look for another customer to serve.

Sayael would make her apologies later, if needed.