Nate parked the Baumann delivery truck and stepped out wearing the uniform.
He loaded several boxes from the back of the truck onto a dolly and wheeled it into Richie's Diner.
Yolanda: Maria, can you take my table while I get the delivery?
Maria: Alright, good luck, he's a pretty one.
Yolanda: Shush.
Yolanda walked up to Nate.
Yolanda: You have a job?
Nate: It's your shift at the diner. I forgot.
Yolanda: What are you wearing?
Nate: My new uniform.
Yolanda: You look cute in pink.
Nate: Thanks, I think it brings out my eyes.
Yolanda: Why do you have a job?
Nate: I owed Mr. Baumann for his car.
Yolanda: What happened?
Nate: I threw it... into the sun.
Yolanda: Why?
Nate: It was an accident.
Yolanda: Only you can say that throwing someone's car into the sun is accident.
Sylvester: You two should have a talk show.
Nate looked over to the counter where Sylvester was sitting with his breakfast.
Nate: Sylvester, you're here.
Sylvester: Don't let me stop you two lovebirds.
Nate: I appreciate it. Anyways, would you mind signing for these packages, Yolanda?
Yolanda: Wow, that was so romantic.
Nate: Thanks, I've been working on it in the mirror all day.
Yolanda chuckled and grabbed the clipboard.
Yolanda: So, what am I signing for?
Nate: You want the true gross Undertown names or the cutesy human food names?
Yolanda: Human names, it'll make them easier to cook with.
Nate: I don't think I'll ever eat from this place again after seeing what's in these boxes. Enjoying your eggs, Sylvester?
Sylvester: Why'd you have to ruin it?
Yolanda signed and handed the clipboard back to Nate.
Yolanda: I'll take this into the back.
Nate: I can do it. I mean, I've got to take the dolly back anyway.
Yolanda: Do you know where anything goes?
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Stargirl
FanfictionNate Tennyson is the son of the long deceased Ben Tennyson. After many years, Nate finds his father's Omnitrix and becomes the new user. He befriends other successors of the former JSA.