Twisted Wonderland 2

Time to Play

You and the rest of the boys gather on the veranda, sitting on the new sofas that the boys have built. The flowers you've placed along the rails gives the bungalow more of a luxurious atmosphere. You take a bite of the fish you're having for dinner and enjoy the savory flavor.

Grim licks his lips. "That's some good fish! Every pipin' hot bite's juicier than the last... That's what I'm talkin' about!"

Lilia nods with a grin. "The fish is perfectly cooked, of course, but this sauce is positively wonderful!"

"Yeah, it's got a nice tartness to it." Jack adds. "Is it made from fruit? Even the plating is nice. I never thought I'd eat this fancy on a deserted island."

Riddle nods. "Likewise. What surprises me the most, though, is that Floyd's the one who made all this."

"He was talking about how it comes out best when you just wing it, and threw all this good stuff together like it was nothing." Jack says.

"Yes, it was a masterful display of skill." Riddle takes another bite. "Frankly, I'm amazed it came out so well."

Lilia grins. "Floyd's quite the gourmet chef!"

Floyd chuckles. "What's this? Are those compliments I'm hearin'? Dang, now that's somethin' new. Azul 'n Jade never make a big deal out of it. Go on, keep 'em comin'. I'm waiting."

Riddle rolls his eyes with a scoff.

"Why're you flappin' your lips like that?" Floyd smirks. "Did you turn into a real goldfish?"

"Anything more would simply go to your head." Riddle glowers at the twin. "You've heard enough compliments."

Floyd quirks an eye. "Oh yeah? So you don't want seconds?"

Riddle freezes. "I never said..."

Jack flicks an ear. "I hate to admit it, but... Yeah, it's good stuff! Give me some seconds!"

Floyd laughs. "Sure thing. The acqua pazza's just about done, too. It's made from random fruits and greens, but it smells good, right? Here you go, Sea Urchin. Eat up."

"Oh man, this looks GOOD!" Jack eagerly eats his food.

Floyd turns to Riddle with a grin. "How about you, Goldfishie? If you don't want seconds, I'm sure the other guys will be happy to take more."

"Yup, don't worry about that!" Grim smirks. "I got all the leftovers covered!"

Riddle sighs. "I'm cornered... I can't fight my own hunger or these appetizing smells..." Riddle runs a hand through his hair, turning to Floyd. "Floyd, your cooking is truly delectable. May I please have more of it?"

Floyd bursts out laughing. "Okay, that's GOLD. If that's how you're gonna sweet-talk me, guess I'd better be extra nice to you, Goldfishie. Here you go."

Riddle takes t he plate begrudgingly. "I can't believe I had to humble myself before Floyd... but it's so good!"

Floyd nudges Azul with an arm. "They're so nice and open with their reactions. You could learn a thing or two from them, Azul."

Azul rolls his eyes. "I could shower you with compliments all day, but is that actually what you want?"

Floyd tilts his head, rubbing his neck. "On second thought, having you act like that would just creep me out. You go ahead and do your usual thing. The coconut milk soup's done, too. Here, Crabby, help yourself. You deserve it after all that work today."

"Thanks!" Ace eagerly takes a bite. "Mmm, that's good! I bet your cooking is always good, but it tastes even better when I'm worn out!"

Floyd looks to you. "How're you two likin' it, Little Shrimpy? Is it good or what?"