POV: Carol
Another day working for Marcel at Ratatoing. I go to take orders from table 7.
"Hello sir. What would you like to eat?"
"That ass" he responds.
As smooth as that was, I really wasn't in the mood to fuck a random customer. Before I can open my mouth to say anything, the lady from across the table began screaming.
"DAMMIT GERALD, THIS IS WHY WE NEVER HAVE SEX ANYMORE!!!" She screams before storming out.
"So.. about that ass...."
"Sorry sir, that's not on the menu."
I go to the back room to tell Marcel what just happened. He's probably gonna be pissed to know I've lost another customer.
"Hey, Marcel...." I begin shyly
"You broke up another old married couple before they could order?" He guessed.
"Precisely!" Greg answered. I didn't even know he was there until now.
Marcel sighed, clearly disappointed. "It's ok, Carol. It's not your fault you're so goddamn sexy."
I blush. Maybe it's cliche for a sexy rat like me to be in love with a man like him, but he's just so cute when he stirs that cauldron.
"Uh, guys, you're gonna wanna see this." Greg interrupts like the annoying fucking asshole he is.
He's looking at the TV, Marcel and I go over to see what he's whining about.
"Breaking News! Human restaurant closed down due to rats doing a dumb little dance. Just look at these menaces. Oh- and now they're pretending to be ghosts! Trying horrifying. I'd be shocked if this restaurant ever goes back in business."
"That's the human restaurant we go to!" Marcel exclaims
"Where will we steal food from now?" I ask
"I don't know, but for now we're gonna have to close down the restaurant."
Greg and I gasp, although there's nothing we can do to stop this.
Weeks pass and out customers are beginning to get angry. They protest to get Ratatoing back open. Little by little, they begin to go to the rival restaurant! This is bad. I solemnly walk down the street sighing when a pamphlet conveniently flies directly into my face.
"The Bear Bar Box"
We've stolen human food from the one human restaurant that exists, but we've never stolen any bear food. Who knows? Maybe it's better. I go to tell my idea to Marcel and Greg.
