|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 7:05 pm
It was not that Maelon wanted to get a job. It wasn't even like he needed the money. Truth be told, the only reason he was working at the Royale Waffle House was because the cook taught him new waffle recipes after hours. Anyone in their right mind wouldn't work at the Royale Waffle House just for pleasure. It was always full of grumpy old ladies who would complain that their bananas were too firm for their dentures. That, or screaming children who threw their cutlery and wouldn't shut up. Maelon had learned early on to drop to the floor the moment he heard cutlery hit the wooded edge of the booths. Flying forks were dangerous.
"Oy! Mae! Take this order to table four!"
Maelon leaned over the counter to grab the plates, stacking them haphazardly on his arm. He hadn't quite mastered this technique, but this was the busy hour and he needed to keep up. The last thing he needed was that sluty waitress flirting with him because he didn't look busy. Plates on his arm, Maelon scuttled down the isle towards table four. Unfortunately, in his hurry, he didn't notice the floor had recently been mopped. The moment he hit the wet patch Mae's feet went out from under him. With a startled yelp he flailed his arms, causing the plates to fly up into the air. The flailing only served to cause him to land faster, onto the lap of the nearest customer. Whoops.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 7:20 pm
Kilah didn't want to be in this loud place. She didn't know what a 'waffle' was and didn't really want one of them. The word itself sounded unpleasent. Lately, she'd begun wondering why she stayed around Lilly so much. There really wasn't anything in the crazy lady's company to benefit her anymore. So--
What the hell?!
Kilah started at the sudden contact. Before she could even register what had happened, Mae was being helped up (pulled up) by Lilly, who had gone to complain about something or other and returned only to find the familiar...whatever this kids name was doing a faceplant. On Kilah.
"Aye now." The woman grinned and moved to sit back in her side of the booth. "Can she eat her food before you eat her?"
Kilah tilted her head. ...What? UGH! Once it hit her just how dirty a subject that vulgar remark was implying, Kilah picked up the nearest thing--she didn't know what it was--and threw it as hard as she could.
It unfortunately missed and only made Lilly more amused. "Just sayin'!"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 7:38 pm
Mae's first response was to shut his eyes tightly, having braced himself for a landing on the floor. Only when it didn't hurt as much as he expected did he open them, blinking owlishly up at the ceiling. This didn't feel like he landed on the floor.... He was still rather dazed even as Lilly pulled him up, which was why he ended up doing a face plant back onto Kilah's lap. Talk about graceful. Oh god he was so going to get fired.
It was Lilly's voice that forced him back into reality. Maelon's heart skipped a beat the moment he recognized her accent. Wait a minute. If Lilly was over there, whose lap was he... oh s**t. The Sin'aeis teen was off Akilah in two seconds flat, face and ears scarlet as he tried desperately to avoid eye contact with Kilah's guardian. If he didn't look her straight in the eye, maybe she wouldn't remember him. Oh please let her not remember him.
"Uh... I'm really really sorry about that," Maelon was trying very hard to make his voice deeper in the hopes that it wouldn't give him away, however it still managed to crack halfway through the sentence. Puberty really sucked. "Let me just get the broom and a cloth and.... " Maelon winced as a fork sailed past his ear, wishing he could just melt into the floor. "I-I'll be back!" Was the best he could manage before he took off to find a broom. That, or find someone else to help him so he didn't have to be in the same vicinity as Lilly.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 8:03 pm
Lilly was dying. Not in the literal sense, as much as Kilah wished the power of thought alone could kill the woman. Rather, she was laughing hysterical, and may have, in the literal sense, been rolling on the floor if it wasn't covered with waffles and syrup and stuff she'd rather not get in her hair.
"Ya sure got bad luck, don't cha, Birdy?" The pink-haired woman had quieted to simple, devious snickering. "Maybe yer some sort of bad luck chicken."
"Shut up," Kilah grumbled, waiting for Maelon to scurry his stupid a** back out so she could give him a proper bitching.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 8:09 pm
Once Mae had scraped together the remains of his ego he returned from the back room. He hesitated, mop and bucket in hand. Did he really want to go back there? It would totally be worth being fired if he didn't have to deal with Lilly and Akilah. But think of all those waffle recipes he'd be missing out on... All he had to do was just clean up the floor and walk away. He could do this. He wasn't going to run the moment Lilly looked at him. He was going to be a man and take it.
The Sin'aeis took a deep breath before setting his bucket and mop down close by the table. Doing his best to avoid looking at the pair, he dipped the mop in the bucket and began trying to remove the syrup and waffles off of the floor. Maybe if he did it quietly they'd forget he was there and he wouldn't have to say anything. He didn't need Akilah breaking out into another "How dare you after what we did last night?" speech. Being her "boyfriend" had been bad enough the last time.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 8:13 pm
As if. Get real, Maelon.
Kilah was standing over him, and lifted her foot up. Then the bottom of her shoe was on his head, and she was tempted to stomp his face into the ground. "You're not talented enough with walking for a job like this, Spiderboy."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 12:07 pm
Well, he had to have a tiny bit of hope. It was what kept him going through the day. Unfortunately, hope did very little when he was around Akilah. Things always went terribly, horribly wrong no matter how good his day had been up until that point. He was seriously considering getting a charm to ward of chickens.
Maelon had ignored the shadow that fell over him as Kilah approached, however his hope that she wouldn't notice him gone in an instant. Maybe if he didn't say anything—his thoughts were cut off by the bottom of the shoe on his head, causing him to cringe inwardly. You are a good server. You don't freak out at customers, even if it is Akilah. Deep breaths.
"You act like I did this on purpose," he ground out in response to her comment, hoping if he kept things quiet the other customers would stop staring at them, "Believe me, if I'd known you two were sitting over here I wouldn't have come that way." Falling on Akilah's lap was definitely not on his to-do list. It was kind of like staring at her chest; these things just happened.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 12:15 pm
Akilah huffed. "You do have a weird habbit of finding me. ...And falling on me." Oh, let them stare. She was plenty used to feeling people looking at her. Maelon should have had a built up tolerance to it, too, after that cat thing.
The Sin'aeis moved her foot and stepped back. Then knelt down. And started picking stuff up.
Lilly looked amazed.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 12:22 pm
"I think it's the other way around," Maelon mumbled, convinced that it was his bad luck that kept leading him to Akilah. He didn't go seeking the other Sin'aeis out and he most certainly did not try and fall on her. That was just... well, it ended very badly. We'll leave it at that.
Maelon gave his head a shake when Akilah removed her foot, reaching up almost automatically to fix his hair. He was thankful that she didn't rub his face into the floor, seeing as he really didn't need to take another shower today. The teen hesitated a moment once Akilah was gone, expecting her to smack him upside the head or something of that nature. When she knelt down to help pick up the fallen dishes, he could only gape. Was Akilah... helping him?
"I uh... I didn't know you liked waffles," he said awkwardly as he joined her, not wanting to make a stupid comment about her help. Then she would really stomp his face into the floor.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 12:26 pm
"I don't." ...Wait, that wasn't really correct, was it? Kilah decided a long time ago she didn't really like anything, but she didn't hate 'waffles' more than the norm, which was the same as not disliking them for everyone else.
...Yeah.
"I don't know what they are," she finished. Noyama had only fed them weird stuff, and usually healthy stuff; fruits and vegetables, mainly. Waffles hadn't ever come up in the household.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 12:36 pm
"You've never had waffles?!" Maelon squeaked, forgetting as his pact to keep silent so as not to attract any more attention to himself. How could anyone not have waffles? They were a part of a balance breakfast! He'd seen it on TV! Did Lilly never make real food at her house or what?
He cleared his throat rather awkwardly after his initial outburst, stacking the dropped plates (he'd only managed to break two) and remains of the waffles together in a pile. There. One of the other servers had helpfully cleaned up the floor while they picked up what they could, which meant that Mae would be once again in charge of bringing waffles to table four.
"Look... er... why don't you sit and I'll bring you waffles? I promise I won't trip or drop them this time," he added hastily, grabbing his stack and standing up. "Mind you back on the table." The warning was accompanied by a soft touch to Akilah's right shoulder, to remind her that the table was still there. "Be back in a minute!" Mae scrambled off again to go and get new waffles, this time extremely careful on the wet floor. A repeat incident would probably end in something that would scar him for life.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 1:10 pm
Kilah had one eyebrow as high as it would go. All this fuss over a type of food? She wasn't so much into food. She ate because she didn't want to die (again), and although Sin'aeis apparently couldn't do other 'normal' things, they could still starve.
"Uh...Okay." Despite the warning, she still managed to bump into the damn table, but didn't acknowledge her mistake. She was used to running into everything by now. 'Super senses' were mostly bullshit.
"Weird boy," Lilly commented. The reaction hadn't escaped her either. "Must have Mary Jane in the waffles 'ere ta make such a fuss."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 1:20 pm
Maelon returned from the kitchen several minutes later, this time carrying a plate in each hand and walking much slower. The slut was on her break, so that meant he could move a little slower without having to worry about being jumped. That, and he didn't want to fall again. He would never live it down if he did.
When he arrived back at the table he set the plates down carefully, setting a napkin and utensils next to them. There. He had at least done something right. Now, what we he supposed to say? Oh. Right. "Uh... enjoy your waffles!"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 1:27 pm
...Rrrright. "Do they pay you to say stupid s**t like that?" Kilah wasn't being a smartass, she honestly wanted to know. They must have. Maelon wasn't the 'Enjoy your waffles!' type, was he?
Lilly was already stuffing her face, nodding, and in between bites she said, "Aye, this job be a petty one. Ya should be one of those..." Damn, what are they called? "Male strippers. Aye, one of 'em male stripers. Lots more money there."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 1:42 pm
"Well..." To lie or not to lie, that was the question. Considering the fact that his job was probably hanging in the balance after his last spill, it couldn't hurt to tell the truth. "Yeah. Did I sound really cheesy or something?" Maelon wasn't usually on serving duty because the manager had decided that he was a bit too aggressive looking to be serving waffles. Whatever.
Maelon turned to look at Lilly when she started talking, waiting with an impending sense of doom as she paused to consider what job he was supposed to be doing. As expected, the moment the answer came his face turned red and he started spluttering. "Male stripper?! Who cares about the money? I don't wanna have to take off my clothes so people can look!" He should have so taken that job at the YMCA. Waffle recipes were not worth this.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
