Moh was strolling down the dimly lit street of megapolis when suddenly an illuminating sign had caught her attention. It read "pigsy noodles" when the door creaked open a bell rung greeting her arrival. A strange but familiar face greets moh at the door
He says "hello welcome to pigsy's noodles im mk!" he greets with a inviting smile
A large and raspy voice calls from the back "hey kiddo,how can I help you today" he says as his eyes angry dart to mk's unwashed hands. Moh replies shyly to such a riveting entrance. "Can I please get a seat by the window?"
"Mk quickly swipes at the dishes on the corner table as he nods."
While swiping the debris of pigsys weekly special his eyes meet moh's
"wow ... " moh thinks as she assesses mk's chiseled features.
Mk then notices moh's wishful gaze but pretends not to.
"Hey what can I get you" mk says as his hair swoops over his face.
While moh stands starstruck at mk's broad shoulders she ponders her order... "I heard the #9 is very delicious. "
Mk then stares into the distance as if trying to process the order "will do ma'am" he says with a characteristically charming wink.
Mk then goes to the back and hands pigsy the order note.
To Moh's dismay she hears an argument over something.
Without further wait mk comes tumbling out of the kitchen with her order.
"Here miss!!! Hope it's to your liking!" he says nervously
Before mk can turn around and leave moh bumps her arm on the table and the bowl comes barreling towards mk.
Mk braces for impact.
Before mk is hit with the boiling bowl moh jumps to his rescue taking the hit of boiling water for him. Moh gasps in anguish and pain as the broth seeps through her clothes.
Pigsy screams from the kitchen as the fine china splashes to the floor
Moh passes out from all the burns..
Moh wakes up. The world is spinning all around her. She hears a familiar voice ringing in her ear. When everything clears up moh sits up only to realize she is in a moving vehicle, two panicking faces peering over her. "Ar-are you okay miss?" mk says frantically
"just be glad the kid woke up if it weren't for her you'd be on the stretcher right now"
As moh winces in pain she blacks out again.
Fan overhead, beeping noises, bandages, panic overtakes moh.
"Just sleep it's going to be okay" mk smiles over the bed frame.
Moh wakes up a couple days later.. Her memory fuzzy, and incomplete... gross hospital meals, blood transfusions.
When everything finally and perfectly clears pigsy comes clumsly in the room with two doctors
"Good news is you're okay the bad news... we couldn't find any family or friends that could pay the bill"
Pigsy waves off the doctors whispering something moh couldn't hear
Pigsy grunts something under his breath and then says "just get better kid.."
It is only then when moh spots the fresh poppies layer beside her on the bedside table.
When she is finally discharged pigsy and mk help moh buckle into the back of the delivery van. Moh's burns are still raw and healing
Mk kindly offers her to rest in his apartment for a few days
Pigsy then approaches bearing even more bad news
"You see monkey brains over here used a very special bowl for your order.. It was passed down from my great great grandmother and hand painted by an artist from very distant lands"
"And I know you're still recovering and I'm grateful you sacrificed so much for the little twit but I'm not rich kid.. I barely skirted by using mk's funeral payment account to pay for your hospital bills...and i'm afraid were so short staffed since mk is always busy training that we won't make it passed this years tax season"
"I'm not asking you to be very involved but I would be eternally grateful if you could chip in on some of the work mk misses. " pigsy says sheepishly
please join us for another amazing tale in part 2!
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Romanceafter a tragic accident occurs at pigsys noodles moh is forced to get a job with the hunkyest man alive. will they kiss? probably. will people die? yes.
