The Wolf and Her Clown (Hisoka Fanfic)

Chapter 11: Phase Two!

"Is everything ok Momoko?" Ponzu asked.

"Yeah...just ready for the next phase to begin." I said turning my head to see Gon and Kurapika arriving.

"But that clown he...and then you..."

"It's fine Ponzu. Trust me." I said just as our other instructor said that he would take his leave and good luck to the rest of us.

Then the doors started to open and a voice asked us to enter. Once we walked in I noticed that we were surrounded by giant grills and well...cooking stations with cooking utensils. Up front was a huge and I mean huge guy and a girl sitting in a chair who was showing a little too much skin in my opinion...Gourmet Hunters?

A chill ran down my back as I felt tat stupid clown letting his bloodlust grow more as he started to challenge the instructors. This won't be good for the rest of us and I already hate him...he's not just pushing them but me as well.

The instructors introduced themselves as Menchi and Buhara, and then a loud growl was heard. I know that wasn't me...my guess is the big guy up front, and it was. Menchi told us that this phase involved cooking...which means I was right. They are Gourmet Hunters and we would have to hunt and cook food to their taste. I knew how difficult that it could be.

However one particular person thought that this was a joke even after she told him that they were in fact Gourmet Hunters. He just laughed and a few others joined in. Those idiots don't realize just how dangerous it can be to hunt down your own food. I grew up as part Gourmet Hunter because that's the only way to eat and feed the rest of the pack besides farming. I could tell she was also very upset by this.

When asked what to eat Menchi turned to Buhara...I knew she was in a real bad mood now. Not sure if it was because of Hisoka, that guy thinking this is a joke or if it was a mix of both. Anyway Buhara told us that the ingredient needed was pork. That was kind of cruel and yet he seemed nice. I could smell that the only pork here are the Great Stamp. Giant pigs with huge snouts to protect their fragile foreheads, yet they really do taste amazing.

Buhara also told us that we had to use the facilities around us to cook it, and that we only pass if both of them like it. Well I know no one will pass both of them because she is in such a bad mood. No way will she pass anyone especially with the ones thinking this is a joke.

After a few more words from them and the guy who started thinking it was a joke; Buhara hit his stomach making a gong sound and everyone rushed into the woods...well everyone besides me. I sighed still standing in the same spot as the two examiners exchanged some words and then they finally realized that I was still there.

"Hey! You're supposed to go find pork to cook! What are still doing here? Are you quitting already?" Menchi asked.

"I'm not quitting the exam but you're in a bad mood. So most likely you don't plan to pass anyone. You're on edge because of Hisoka; which is the same reason I'm on edge. Also that one guy thinks this is a joke so he wont do a very good job of cooking. He doesn't realize the risk that one must take n order to get the food and how to cook it to complement all flavors. I grew up hunting for my food so I know how you feel. But you shouldn't let that make your decision on who passes and who doesn't." I said bluntly.

She said nothing but I could tell she was upset with me and that she was reaching behind her for what sounded like knives or something similar.

"Leave your blades alone I'll go catch a pig and cook it. Even though it's useless at this point." I said walking out the gates and into the woods.

I followed my nose to find Ponzu.

"Hey where were you?" she asked.

"Sorry. Got side tracked again." I said smiling.