Majority Minority

Is Anyone Here Trained In Fire Safety?

Mia's POV

"Lars, I have two questions. One, why are we in the culinary room when you know perfectly well that none of us take culinary or are ever planning on taking it? And two, why is there a hat on the table?" I asked.

"I have a third question, which is why did you text all of us at 5 in the morning asking us to give you our family recipes?" Grace Khatri said. Grace stopped short and said, "Oh...I get it! You want us to do like a potluck kinda thing!"

"Not exactly." Lars Sua said. "All of your recipes will go in my handy dandy fedora. Each of you will pick one and try to not get your own without looking. We're gonna cook each other's family recipes."

"You do realize that the last time I tried to cook, I burned a wooden spoon to a crisp?" Grace said. "My mom kept screaming at me in Hindi, but I didn't pay attention to her cause I thought I knew what I was doing. I now realize that I did not."

Grace reached into the fedora and said, "I have to make salsa?"

"Grace, you probably got the easiest recipe of all of us!" Sunny Kobayashi said.

Ah, she got my family's salsa and tostone recipe. Grace looked at the recipe in horror and said, "Do not trust me with a fryer."

I laughed and pulled a recipe out of the hat. "Oh, hey, Lars! I got yours! You...you expect me to make bread properly?"

"It's just dinner rolls. It's not a whole loaf or anything. You're lucky I didn't give you chicken or anything that you'd have to grill, because remember when Sunny was in charge of the Back-to-School Barbecue?"

"Oh my God...yes." Evie Shubert said while reaching into the hat. "Guess I'm making Japanese food? Oh, this looks good...I think, I cannot read Japanese."

"Oh, it's just a salad. It's pretty simple!" Sunny said.

"Wait...I got bread and Evie gets a salad?" I said. "This isn't fair, come on!" Sunny laughed and pulled into the bowl herself. "Grace...I got yours! Woah...that's a lot of spices."

"Yeah, Indian food has a lot. Oh, and you're making Indian vegan food, so you don't have to go anywhere near a grill today, Sunny." Grace laughed. "Lars, that means you have to cook German food!"

"Apple cake!" Lars screeched. "Evie, this looks so good!"

"It's my grandma's secret recipe." Evie said. "Emileigh and her are the only two people who know how to make it correctly."

Lars smiled then cleared his throat. "On your marks...get set...cook!"

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Forty five minutes later, the culinary room was nothing but pure chaos. Things were close to boiling over on the stove, things in the oven were burning, and I heard the bread I was making exploding.

The worst part of this was that we weren't even paying attention to our food. We were all fighting over the first aid kit cause we all had minor injuries.

Grace and I had most of our fingers burnt, Evie and Sunny had accidentally cut their fingers, and Lars...Lars set something on fire by total accident and now needed to get their hands on a fire extinguisher.

Which she had no idea how to use.

"GUYS!" Evie screeched, trying to keep us from dying. "Guys, someone needs to monitor the food, Sunny, why don't you do that? I'll pass out Band-Aids to everyone who needs one."

"You don't put Band-Aids on a burn, Einstein." Grace said, rolling her eyes. Evie shrugged and then the principal came in the room.

"DID ANYONE EVEN ASK PERMISSION FOR US TO BE IN HERE?" Lars screamed, putting the fire extinguisher back into the wall.

"What is going on in here? Girls?" Lars screeched with happiness at being called a girl and then the principal cleared his throat.

"We may have been cooking things to...appreciate our cultures?" Grace said, spitballing.

"Nice try, Miss Khatri. You guys know better than to be using the culinary room without permission after school hours." the principal said. "Remember what you girls are here for."

"To set a good example for our countries. Yeah, I burn stuff all the time back home, this is expected of me." Lars said. Sunny snickered.

"You girls better not sneak in again." the principal said, ushering us out.

Grace looked at us in pure horror. "I forgot to turn the deep fryer off."