Corn Beef Hash for Nash [Nash Grier Fanfic]

Part 2 of 2

I stared at my food, examining it's color. It was a deep brown, with spots of red and green. I lifted my fork and ever so slowly poked the red beef. I speared the beef and picked up my fork, before putting it in my mouth. My eyes grew wide and I almost dropped my fork because of the immensely amazing flavor of the corn beef hash.

I stared back at my plate and my mouth dropped open wide. My food was gone and my napkin was a mess. Had I already devoured that much food in such a short amount of time? By the time the brunette waitress came back to ask how my food was, her mouth dropped open wide as well. "Can I get you any thing else?" She laughed.

"Another plate of corn beef hash! Please!"

"Another? Sir, you just had a first plate and now you're ordering a second?"

"There's nothing wrong with re-hashing." The waitress awkwardly smiled and waddled back into the kitchen.

Moments later, I flew out of my seat as the girl brought my second plate of corn beef hash. The second she left, I shoved my face into the porceline plate and ate the delicious food as fast as I was able to. My second cup of water also arrived and I swalled it all in one sip because the food made my mouth dry. Eventually, after many, many...many...plates of corn beef hash, my check was delivered to my table and I pulled out my debit card to pay the amount needed. Unfortunately, I managed to waste $40.62 on one person, but on the positive side, I ate well and now I need more money.

I walked out the cafe when a bakery caught my eye. 'Sureley they must have some sort of dessert I could eat after all them potatos.'

I walked into the bakery called Maria's Bakery and saw a beautiful donut. It was big, round and blue. It consisted of a creamy, sprinkled frosting and it had two fondant eye balls. White on the outside, and tiny black dots of frosting for the pupils. The hole in the middle made it look like it was surprised! I fell in love with the donut, so I bought it. I spent a few extra dollars in my wallet and took the donut home with me. I wanted to make a cup of hot chocolate so I could drink and savor two delicious things at once.

I walked back through the streets, neighborhoods and around a few blocks before I arrived back home. Before I opened up my donut- "Skylynn!" JC called out.

"Skylynn, where are you?" Kian yelled as his voice echoed throughout the hallway.

"What do you guys mean," I started. "Where is my little sister?"

"We don't know," JC started, seeming worried. "We've been looking for at least forty-five minutes and we can't find her anywhere!"

"Skylynn!" I called. "Please come out! I want to eat my donut!"

"Nash!" Skylynn called out. "Nash, help me! The boys captured me!"

Kian and JC looked at each other with awkward looks and I approached them with anger before turning around and running in the direction of Skylynn's voice. "I'm coming!" I shouted and ran into the attic. When I opened the door, a box fell onto my head and a sticky liquid splattered all over my body and my donut. I screamed, not at the surprise, but because my perfectly good donut was dead! "Skylynn!" I screamed and shoved the box off my head and held out my donut for all to see.

Skylynn, JC and Kian came out from behind me laughing hysterically and I ran into the bathroom to clean myself and save my donut. I washed out the goop from my hair and set my donut down next to the sink. I reached into a cabinet below and gabbed the box of tissues and then quickly rubbed the liquid off my donut I had now named Carl.

"Carl, stay with me!" I shouted and woke myself up. I sat up and scanned my surroundings. Corn beef hash was stuck to my face and the sound of a familiar voice was heard.

"Sir," She started. "Sir, are you okay?" It was the brunette waitress. Apparently I had fallen asleep in Martha Green's cafe and it was all because of the enormous amount of corn beef hash I had eaten.

"What happened to my donut?" I asked. "Why do I care about my donut? I don't even have a donut!"

"What?" The girl asked. Without responding, I got up and ran out of the cafe with corn beef hash still stuck to my face.