Crazy FOUR

Chef or not a Chef

After they blindfolded me I reached down and pulled my pants up before I let them carry me. I heard them all make a small noise indicating they weren't happy about what I did.

I just stayed quiet. I felt one pick me up and then we started walking. Either it was a really big house or they had a lot of extra locks and security.

It could be both honestly. But I was just ready to be put down. I did use this time to focus on the sounds around me though. And luckily for me because of my eyes being covered I could easily focus more on my hearing.

I might not be able to walk it but I can still map it by sound. But after what felt like an eternity I was finally put down. I reached up and took the blindfold off.

I looked around and was completely stunned. My eyes are wide, my mouth is hung opened and my jaw is damn near on the floor.

"Why are you staring like that?" Sasha asks me.

"Maybe because I feel like I just entered a professional 5 stars chef's kitchen!" I exclaimed. The kitchen is fucking huge!

There's like four stoves! But that's only on one wall. Opposite the walls are cabinets and counters w/ rows and rows of supplies like seasonings and utensils!

Then right in front of me is like eight! Yes eight! Different fridges! All having that little thing were you can get water and ice from the door w/ out opening the fridge.

"What are you talking about? This kitchen is small compared to the one at home." Sasha says. I snapped my head to her.

She jumped a bit at my sudden motion. I soon snapped out of my trance when I heard the others laughing.

"Does she really think this could be considered small?" I ask turning to the others. "And is it true this kitchen is smaller than her one at her house?" I add still shocked.

"Yeah. You'll get used to it eventually." Rei says as she calms down after laughing so much.

"Also this is smaller than her kitchen at her house." Marcy confirms.

"Yeah I don't even think she should be my pursuer at this point. I feel like her looking at me is still to expensive for me to afford." I say processing the information I just got.

"Oh please." Sasha says rolling her eyes.

"Anyways I'll get the frozen dinner out to heat up for her." Chris says going over to the fridges.

"Wait.." I walk over to the sink and stoves.

"What are you doing?" Sasha asks. I don't answer her and examine the stoves and sink.

"Are you going to ignore us now?" Rei asks.

"You guys didn't cook a thing did you?" I ask after a few more seconds of being quiet. They all look at me shocked. I think I stunned them for a moment.

"What makes you say that?" Sasha asks.

"The fact the stove doesn't feel hot and there's no dirty dishes or wet dishes." I answer immediately.

"What if we dried them and put them away as we washed them? And you also don't know how long we were w/ you after we cooked." Sasha argues.

"There's not a dish washer and all your towels are dry and in place as if they're decorative and don't move from their spots." I answer.

"What if we just like keeping things orderly?" She questions.

"Well you also lack any towels on the stove." I point out.

"What does that have to do w/ anything?" She asks confused. I look at the others and they all seem to think the same thing.

"Maybe this is a culture thing or something but every house I've been to has a towel on the oven door handle." I say.