Miroe has a surprise for everyone, even though a surprise was meant for him. He has just been thrown a going away party for his departure to Germany, to study aboard. But, Miroe wants to leave his…mark. So, he decides to return the favor and give his family and friends a surprise ten times greater than the party. He is completely sure it will be a complete knock out! Like no other ever seen. Just take it as a thank you! And the food!! Oh! The meat will certainly be like non they have ever tasted! Unique, and delicious. All prepared by Miroe who know just how to serve it, and cook it, and kill it...
Miroe licked his lips, and in unison, bumped his fork against his drinking glass. The noise carried on for a brief time before those around the table grew silent in alert and shot questionable looks towards him. He rose from his position, so that he was erect to the small group of people; and spoke up in clarity. "My friends even though the party has just begun, I must excuse my self from the presence of you all." He eyed all the individuals from the table as he waited for a response. "And to where are you going? This party is for non other than you Miroe" his father said. It was true; Miroe had just been accepted for a summer internship to study abroad at promising medical school, in West Germany. The party had been thrown in his name for this accomplishment, by his brother Jacobsen. After all, it was very diffucult to become even considered for the position. It would last 2 years, so everyone e had decided to gather today and congratulate him with fair well gifts and etc. Therefore, the news of him leaving so early was disappointing.
"Oh no I am not leaving this house, however I must excuse my self to my room for a moment" Miroe said, "I will return within an hour to help mum with dinner. I would not leave this joyful group under foolish reasons after you went out your way to hold this party for me."
"Ahh mother said you were helping her make dinner much more special, today. But, Miroe you don't have to cook. This is your party; you should be enjoying yourself not slaving over a hot stove." Miroe shifted weight in one quick stance, and then pushed his body away from the table. He looked around the room and shot glances at every person. Each one was enjoying their appetizers, licking their digits after eating the finger food, Kent the butler had layed out for them. Afterwards they would ignore the napkin that was neatly placed out at each seat, and wiped their disgusting salvia and crumbs on their pants. They, then had the audacity to move from chair to chair brushing their bodies against the newly washed table cloth, Miroe had done himself. When they drank from their glasses, which contained different beverages according to the person, they would ask those adjacent to them to have a taste. Wine, to seltzer etc. Regardless it was disgusting to Miroe, but nobody, thought it as unusual.
"I know but I have something in mind, I've been waiting to introduce to everybody. Since you are all present, my friends...and family, now's a perfect time." Miroe said, softly.
"Very well then, hurry back." Jacobsen said.
Miroe nodded in response and was careful to exit the dinning hall with out bumping himself into anything and spreading more bacteria onto his cloths. As he was walking towards the hall which led to his room, his mother came into his view. She was in the kitchen burning the hairs off of chicken. She looked up when she saw him
"Oh, dear why aren't you in the hall with the others?" She asked, inclosing the space between them both. As she approched him, Miroe stepped back, insuring her to keep her distance. After all it was common knowledge, Chicken was the dirtiest animal second only to pigs.
"Mother please comes no closer. I am just heading up to my room, I will return within the hour." He said.
"Well, alright." She kissed Miroe on the check, which sent quivers down his back. Kissing was...disgusting...
