Von Lycaon opens the door for me, and gestures me inside. I walk in before him, the fresh smell of baked goods invading my mind. All I can think about is the sweet, sweet breads.
He walks in behind me, the bell on the door ringing loudly. A stout and short woman wearing a pink apron with the words "Second Best Mom" gets up from her folding chair and with a surprised expression, greets us.
"Hi, welcome in. You two here to pick up an order?" She says in a tired tone, leaning over the counter.
Just then, another woman comes in from the back, with short, gray hairs and also wears an apron that says "Best Mom". "Ay, Mija, that's not how you say it. Be happy, Heuvona," The lady says, before sending the woman with a broom towards the bathroom. "Ay, I apologize for my daughter. She is, uhh... One of the depress peoples," She says in a heavy Spanish accent, her smile lighting up the room. "¿Que Quieres?"
The wolf looks to his side and with a squint in his eyes, asks, "Y/N, want anything?"
"Hmm... how about that?" I point to a small plastic container with a tan top, whipped cream, and a strawberry on top. There is lol at the bottom of the container, and the cake looks very spongey.
"Ok. ¿Puedo conseguir dos pastales de tres leches? Gracias, Senora," Von Lycaon speaks in a perfectly fluent accent, asking the lady to get us two Tres Leches cakes. I think that's what he said at least. I don't really know Spanish...
The woman nods and quickly bends over to grab two plastic containers containing the cakes, and walking over towards the counter where the register is, and motions us towards her. Von Lycaon follows, and I get entranced at the decor of the place.
The lights are greasy and full of grime, which seems to be the only dirty thing in here. The floors are sticky and shiny, recently mopped. There are an abundance of chairs for a small amount of tables. There are multiple photos, black and white mainly, of what seems to be Mexico and the lady's family. The walls are painted like murals, with scenes containing woman in traditional dresses dancing, or deserts with cacti that have detailed flowers, to strange patterns that somehow make sense. The ceiling has many piñatas hanging, some of them being cringey ones like Frozen or Cars piñatas, but there are some more colorful and traditional ones as well.
"Hey. Want to sit down?" Von Lycaon asks me, softly tapping my shoulder as to not scare me. That's sweet of him. He holds up a small bag with the two cakes, and smiles softly at me. "Wait, did you pay for both of us?" I ask him.
"Yes, is there a problem with that?" He asks politely, with his sweet and gentle eyes. His look... I can't be mad at him for paying for me... but still; I shouldn't be having a stranger pay for MY food right after HE walked me home.
"I could've paid for it myself..." I mumble. He takes out the cake and hands it to me. "Oh? Well, my apologies then for that. Shall we?" He asks, as he motions towards the small table next to the window.
"Sure." We sit down, and I look out the window. The snow hasn't picked up, but it hasn't slowed down either. I'm close to home though, so that's good.
He sits down and elegantly starts eating the cake in silence. The buzzing of the lights the only sound I hear, besides the sprays and wipes of cleaner in the back. "So... you speak different languages?" I ask him.
"Yes, I do." He smiles as he takes a bite of the milky cake, like a kid opening presents on Christmas morning. I open my small container and start eating it too. It's really milky and rich, and the strawberry adds a lot of flavor to it as well. "What languages do you speak?" I say with a mouth full of food.
His left eye twitches, and responds with a soft tone, saying, "I speak English, Spanish, Korean, Japanese, Chinese, and one is learning Korean at the moment." (I just did all the languages the game will be in. Chinese, Japanese, English, and hopefully Korean soon. I just did Spanish cause I'm a native Spanish speaker so ya) I stare at him in disbelief as I didn't know he knew that much.
"Why do you know so many?" I ask him, staring at him. "It's a part of my career, I go around a lot." He takes another bite of his cake. He's eating it quite slow. Every bite he does take, it reveals his big, sharp teeth. They are pristine and clean. Everything about it him seems like that.
"What do you do for work?" "I work for Victoria Housekeeping. I'll leave it at that." "Oh, alright." I eat the rest of my cake, it's delicious.
"Why do you think this place is still open? It's almost nine, no? Bakery's close much sooner I thought..."
"They do. Well, they are supposed to. I'm unsure. Maybe they had a lot of orders to complete?" He suggests, finishing up his delicacy.
"Maybe." He finishes his cake, and takes our trash and throws it away for us. He pulls a handkerchief from his coat and wipes his snout, cleaning any remaining food on his lips. "Shall we leave?" He asks. "Sure."
We leave the place, and almost instantly the lights are turned off inside. Guess they were waiting for us to leave...
"Well, thank you for waking me this far. And for the cake. That was very kind of you. Can I repay you at all?" I ask him, pulling out my wallet.
He bends down to my level eye to eye with me, smiles, and puts his hand under my chin. "Well, how about we go to a function together sometime? You can repay me then."
Author's Note
Hiiii!!! Thank you so much for 100 reads, I'm so sorry this took forever; work and finals week is actually fucking killing me right now, so I've been dealing with that; but I'm almost done with it. Sorry for the Spanish, I'm too lazy to add a translation so Google translate MIGHT be your best friend reading this story. Just sayin :) so anyways, thank you so much, I really appreciate everything, and I hope this is a good end to the chapter. Love yalls <3
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FanfictionDISCLAIMER: I have done as much research on Von Lycaon for this as of 4/23/24. If any new information or lore comes out about him, I will do my best to make it as lore accurate as I can, but since there is currently NOTHING about him still, most of...
