The Lost Princess

Chapter 2: The Storm

The next morning I sat in the living room watching American Ninja Warrior and sipping on my hazelnut coffee enjoying the little rest before work,

"what is the point of this show"

Liah complains in my head,
she is so picky when it comes to shows needless to say she is the girly girl of us two, where I love blood and hard core violence she loves romance and lifetime shows, I love dark humor and stupid comedies she is oppisite and loves watching about saving the world and always be kind to those in need. Don't get me wrong I'm not hating I just think that people should be able to laugh at how stupid ones can be but Liah is just to nice and gullable and I'm usually the one explaining why we can not always give money to the man who is dressed in rags tweaking out behind the dumpster in the alley way.

"It's a simple competition between those who are physically fit to win title of Ninja warrior,"

I explain while taking a long drink of coffee before standing to get ready for work

"but why telivise it doesn't that just humiliate the losing people,"

And here we go!

"No Liah they all support one another and they telivise it so they can get the audience support as well,"

silence was returned, I let out a small sigh knowing this conversation was far from over and jumped into the shower. 1 hour later I'm dressed for work and walking down the path with a content Baeo by my side when the restaurant comes into view I lean down and give Baeo a big hug and kiss his head

"Ok Baeo remember to stay close and please stay hidden I do not want a repeat of last time with that ugly hunter oh and don't do anything I wouldn't do ok,"

Baeo softly licks my face and runs to the forest I send out a silent I love you before continuing my walk to the restaurant praying Baeo would be ok.

"Good evening Sia,"

My manager Joe calls out before stepping outside and leaving

"Um what is with him,"

I ask Mitchell as I glance over the orders hanging

"He said there is a storm coming in and he needed to get his chickens into a safe place you know how he loves those chics,"

I laugh at Mitchell's response knowing full well that our boss was addicted to his chicken coop. The evening was basically dead and I sat in an empty booth in the back scrolling through videos on my phone, a loud crack rang through the store followed by a bright light signaling the storm had finally graced us with it's presence loud quick patter landed on the roof I smiled looking up and out the window my how I loved the rain. The bell to the door rang and I quickly stood up making my way to the lovely elderly couple

"Hello welcome please take a seat where you like,"

I motioned them to the many empty seats in the restaurant I follow behind grabbing two menus from the counter they take their seats grabbing the menus I laid before them

"What can I get you to drink,"

Before they can answer the bell rang again signaling someone else showed up I quickly look in the direction of a group of five very delectable men

"Please take a seat anywhere you like and I'll be with you in a moment,"

I say with a smile before turning back to the customers at hand sensing the tense stair of all five men.