I Fell in Love with a Criminal

Cook-Off: Round 3

"This is the last round so contestants do your best! We have a tie so far, P.I.X.A.L with one point and Zane with one point as well! Let's get onto this round, what food would you guys like?" Cryptor asked the third group. 

Many people started raising their hands and I started taking deep breaths. This was the last round and I can't afford to fail or can I? As I said before, it doesn't really matter who wins and who loses. Plus I would love to see someone who is better then cooking then me. I like learning from other people and being a better nindroid in general. Also, this is all about having fun!

"How about you," Cryptor said, pointing at a tall man with many tattoos. He looked at me and then Zane. 

"I would like my favorite enchiladas!" He laughed. 

"And so it is, get on with cooking!" Cryptor said. 

I first got all my ingredients  for the filling which were olive oil, finely sliced red onions which I spent a great amount of time cutting. I started crying as I cutted them. I knew that Zane noticed me because he gave me a tissue and I cleaned my tears. 

"Thank you," I said. 

"You're welcome," he said, smiling at me. Whenever he smiled it just made me crumble, he was so gorgeous! 

I also got more ingredients for the filling which were butter, chicken breast, salt and pepper. For the enchiladas I got soft taco wraps, I decided to make my special enchilada sauce, grated cheese which included a mix of mozzarella and cheddar

For the Pico de Gallo I grabbed some tomatoes, red onions, coriander, leaves and stems, roughly chopped, lime juice, virgin olive oil, 

I looked over at Zane’s preparations and it looked like it was going well. I would love for him to win, but it would great if I won as well. 

I heated up the olive oil in a frying pan over medium heat. Once it was hot enough I added in the onions and fried it until they were soften and got a bit of colour. 

While I was seasoning the onions with a pinch of salt. Zane come up to me. 

"Hey, I have never seen that sauce before," Zane said. 

"Yes, because this is my special enchilada sauce. Do you want to taste it?" I asked. 

He nodded and I gave him some of the sauce in a spoon and he ate it. 

"This is really good! Can you teach me how to make it?" Zane asked. 

"It's my special recipe and I can't share it with anyone, but my family," I said. 

"That makes sense. I guess I have to wait then," Zane said, walking away. 

What did he mean be waiting? Did he mean that he was going to be my family soon? I don't have to wait for that, you can be my family now! What am I thinking?! Snap out of it Pix! 

I kept thinking about what Zane said while I was cooking the enchiladas. I couldn't get his words out of my head. His words distracted me so much that I forgot to put effort in my enchiladas. 

I removeed the onions from the pan and setted them aside.
In the same pan I added the remaining olive oil and butter, then I heated it up over medium-high heat. While that was happening, I started to season the chicken with salt and pepper, then I placed it into the pan and cooked the chicken for 2 to 3 minutes on each side.

Once it was ready, I removed the chicken from the heat and allowed it to rest for 6 to 7 minutes before cutting it. 
I preheated the oven to 360˚F. I decided to cut the chicken breast into bite-size pieces. In a medium size baking dish, I started laying the enchiladas.