~ Revenge ~ [BFB AU/Fanfic] ~

Chapter 7: What Happened During TPOT

"Tick...Tock...Tick...Tock.... ringalingalingaling-" Clock sighed and looked at Gelatin.

"Your steak is done cooking." Clock said, rolling his eyes. "I really don't understand why you needed an 'alarm clock' to know when your steak's done or not. You never needed one before."

Gelatin ignored his statement, walking over to the steak and putting it on a plate for later.

"AND you're not even doing anything with it!"

"WOULD you be QUIET for ONE second?!" Gelatin turned towards Clock. "I need to make sure that nobody else breaks into my steakhouse again, okay? AND with two pairs of eyes watching for any suspicious behavior, I'm SURE nobody could break in before we notice."

"Wait, I'm supposed to be looking for suspicious behavior?" Gelatin only facepalmed at this.

"I thought I told you this already!" He cleared his 'throat' "I needed a volunteer to help work with me so they could help me spot anymore suspicious behavior."

"Then why ME?" Clock asked, standing up from the floor.

"Cause I also needed an alarm clock to prevent me from burning more steaks." Gelatin grinned. "And now I could probably now start selling them and EARN money, instead of getting sued and LOSING money."

Clock did a mental face palm and sighed.

"No, Gelatin, I'm pretty sure you've already scared away every single one of your customers."

"Aw man..."

"Alright then.. I'll be leaving I gue-"

"Hey! Where do you think you're going?" Gelatin stood up.

"Weelll- I figured since you wouldn't be getting any customers even with me, then I could just leave since I'm not really a big help anyways, sooooo..."

"But... but I hired you as my 'personal assistant alarm clock guy' you can't just leave!"

"Well you don't really need a 'personal assistant alarm clock guy' if it's not giving you any business in your steakhouse whatsoever. Plus, since when did you hire me again?"

"Uh-"

"Mhm. Yep. Exactly. Now, if you don't mind, I'll be on my way." Clock pushed the door open and left.

"But... hey wait-!"

"Mhm.?" Clock poked his head back in the restaurant. "What now?"

"Where am I gonna get another 'personal assistant alarm clock guy' then?"

"You don't need a 'personal assistant alarm clock guy.' You need a miracle if you want to keep this business up and running." Clock snickered and went back outside.

"Wh- gh- but- What about the- aughhh, never-mind."

Gelatin slowly walked backed behind the counter and sat behind it. He thought about getting a new assistant, but Naily walked in and interrupted his thoughts.

Gelatin stood up.

"Hey Naily." Gelatin said. Naily  walked over to the counter.

"What's up Gelatin.? I figured we should've reunited the former 'Team Ice Cube.' Whadd'ya say fellow former teammate.?" Naily grinned, waiting for a reply.

"Mmmmm... Y'know.. that's not a bad idea actually. Where will we meet up at.? Just trying to make sure I go to the right place after locking the doors of the steakhouse first."

"Oh! We'll actually meet up here. Might as well get some lunch in while we chat right.?"

Gelatin stood still for a couple of seconds before replying.