Collision With The Mafia King

Chapter 9

*Recap*
We sat through the first 45 minutes then slowly we all fell asleep one by one, with Shar sleeping first, then me and later Viv.

Jennaia's pov

I'm sitting with Clo watching SpongeBob

"Hey, Clo. Do you want something to eat?" I ask since we've been watching SpongeBob for 4 hours. It's 1:00pm.

Ever since she knew what shows they show on the television she's been obsessed. And has been glued to it. I'm not exaggerating.
Once she gets up it's food and SpongeBob or whatever they show.

The same goes for Caleb. He literally does the same thing except he's playing video games which were kindly given to him by Vivian.

I'm really not sure whether watching TV or playing video games all day is healthy.

A few days before, I asked Shar and Viv about it and Shar said and i quote, "it's normal, that's what kids do these days, outside school" whiles Viv said"Take a chill pill."

To which I playfully glared.

"Ummm, c-can I hav-ve some fries and nuggets w-with apple juice?" She said not looking up from the TV.

"Ok, hun." I said and kissed her hairline. I actually braided hair last week, nothing special just normal cornrows with cute little beads Shar got for her.

I make my way to the kitchen.

Once I've reached my destination I pick the nuggets out of the freezer and wait for it to defrost for a while.

I'm glad Mrs.Joyce went out or she'd have my head.
I'm actually not allowed to cook because I'm a guest and I'll be doing her job for her so she doesn't make me do anything just the littlest of things, such as, peeling the fruits or cutting the vegetables or washing them.

I'm sure that would be 'heaven ' for most people as Vivian put it (she's lazy tho) but it's so frustrating.

I can't do anything!

And for someone who always used to cook, clean and do chores, 25/8 it is sooooooo boring!

Unfortunately, I have resulted to petiness which includes making messes for myself to clean up just to feel sane. And thankfully, which is once in a week on Thursday when she goes out to stock up.

At first I didn't understand why because we have one Walmart aisle in the pantry plus there's only Sean, Vivian, Sharona, Caleb, Clover, Mrs.Joyce, MrGreeneyes-Thekidnapper and i, who are in the house but she also works in the other mansion where 'everyone lives', so she mostly stocks up for them.

And you when the cat's away the mice will play.
I start making homemade fries just the way I know how to.

I pick all the ingredients for it and peel the potatoes.

*Time lapse*

Once I'm done prepping the fries, I fry them, then i fried the nuggets too.

I did extra just in case anyone wanted some.

I clean up the small mess I made and wash my hands after.

I pick a fry and chomp on my masterpiece.
"Not too sweet or savory, just right." I said remembering Mom's words and I tear up a little. I use the back of my hand to wipe the tear leaking out.

And I just focus on the food.

Now looking at the food, I hope I did not make too much because I feel like I over did it.

First of all, this is not my house nor my money so I can't go around making so much food even if they have an aisle of food.
They could have me arrested or what if they throw me out because I over used their food?

Okay, now I'm getting ahead of myself. Like who throws someone out for over using their food?

Wellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll,
They might.

Yep, this is why I should have listened and stayed in the room.

Ugh!

That is literally the first rule and I broke it.

I start to panick.

"Ok calm down. Calm down. Your somewhere far away from him. He won't find Clover or Caleb or you." I said rubbing my hands together, trying to reassure myself.

When I was calm, i picked the paper plates and served.
"A bit of this *fetches fries* , a bit of that *fetches nuggies* and a dash of that *squeezes ketchup bottle*" I said as I serve our food.

I put the plates on a tray.

I'm picking up the tray from the counter, when someone says, "Hey."

It was very quiet so I didn't think anyone was around.
So when I heard a voice I was startled very startled to the extent that I almost dropped the plates.

Thankfully I was gripping on them tightly and the counter caught it too. It just made a slight clink.

I look up to see......

Nope.

I want you to guess who it was?

Guessssssss

Ok, okay.

It was MrGreeneyes-Thekidnapper!!!

Standing two feet from me.
In all his wonderful glory.

His black hair tousled back, a bit disheveled though, probably from him running hands through it. In his expensive looking velvety brown hoodie and sweats which complimented his beautiful emerald eyes and in a pair of running shoes. He also had a Bluetooth earbud in his ear.

Ok, this man seems very...............
Chill?

Maybe I should be concerned.

"Oh, I startled you, didn't I?"

I nod.

"Sorry, Principesssa. I'm just grabbing water." He says and proceeds to grab water from the fridge.

And I just nod.

Then starts to walk out the door.

Say something you idiot and stop nodding your probably a boble head now.

I say to myself.

"Ummm, would y-you like some, fries?" I said not really vocal but I'm sure he heard, I mean we are the only ones here.

He turns around and says,
"Pardon."

"Do you want fries?" I said pointing to the glass bowl.

"Si. Sure Principesssa." He says and walks over to the counter and sits on the kitchen stool.

I pick a paper plate from the cabinet.

Thank goodness I put it on the lower level and not the upper level. It would have been embarrassing to kneel on the barstool to take it.

I put the plate on the table and start fetching the fries.

Ok it's kinda awkward.

"Principessa, did you make the fries?" He asks.

" Yes, the fries are a-actually homemade, if-f you d-don't mind." I say looking up at him.

"No, I don't mind." He says and stares right back at me making me a tad bit uncomfortable.

I look back at the food.
"S-so, do you want chicken nugget-ts?" I ask him.

"Si, principessa, you can give me five. And a little ketchup."
He says.

"Ok. " I say.

I pass him his food.

He thanks me.

Which suprises me, honestly, this man is full of them.