[HIATUS] Restaurant Havoc (Pokémon Black and White fanfic)

Part 3: Hilda starts to mess things up

Hilda stood in the kitchen.

"Wait, how do you cook a grilled cheese?" She mumbled.

She looked around.

"Ah, cheese, yes. I need that. And, uh, bread. I need that, too."

She grabbed three slices of wheat bread and a handful of shredded cheese, and then she dumped them into the frying pan.

"I wish Ghost was with me, my Pokémon friend knew how to cook way better than me."

"Osha." Oshawott said.
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Translation "useless"
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Hilda gasped. "Don't make fun of me!"

"What's going on in there?" Someone called.

Hilda didn't know who they were. Hilda didn't care.

"You're only here," Hilda said, glaring at Oshawott. "Because they said Samurott was too big. They said," She stopped to scoff. "That I needed a small, friendly Pokémon to help me out."

Oshawott stuck out its tongue.

"Oshy, you stop that right no- OH nO the cheese is on fire!"

Indeed, a large flame had sprung up on the cheese covered bread. It looked just as out of place in the spotlessly clean kitchen as Hilda did. Actually, they both were causing about the same amount of damage.

Hilda screamed and threw the pan in the sink.

The sink burst into flames.

Hilda had sudden flashback to a certain, horrible Heatmor incident.
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Don't worry, I'll explain more later
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* Trainer Hilda blacked out!*

*Time skip brought to you by Oshawott's angry little face*

When Hilda finally came to, Oshawott blasted her in the face with a water gun attack.

"What the heck?" Hilda asked.

"We should be asking you that." Said the human standing to her right.

Hilda couldn't see very well, but she guessed it was Chili.

"We heard you scream, and when we walked in, our kitchen was on fire! What the heck was that about? We literally just asked you to make a grilled cheese sandwich. How did you mess up that badly? How? How did that happen?"

"Uh," Hilda murmured. "I don't know how to make a grilled cheese..."

"I see that!" Chili said.

"If you couldn't cook, you should have told us." Cress said. "Then this would never have happened."

     "No," Hilda said. "I probably would have still messed things up." She shrugged.
   
  "Wh-"
    
Chili's question was cut off by Hilda suddenly sitting bolt upright and yelling "WHERE'S HEATMOR?"

     "Heatmor?" The gym leaders asked. "What Heatmor?"

     "Um..." Hilda looked at them sheepishly. "It's nothing."

      Oshawott voiced what everyone was thinking. "Osha osh oshawott osh awott wott oshawott wott!"

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"White, you liar. You wouldn't freak out if there wasn't a reason."
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Hilda ignored Oshawott and stood up. As she shook herself off, she asked, "So, what's next?"