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WATATEN: An Angel Flew Down To Me
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You've assembled some of your strongest food souls to the training field and lined them up. Amongst them are mostly weapon users because as a mere human being, you possess no magical abilities. Damn.
"Alright my lovely food souls! After a few incidents, I realize that I am in need of a training routine so I can defend myself when I don't have you guys around." You announced to the chosen few.
Steak, Bamboo Rice, Black Tea, Brownie and Pizza all watched you expectantly, they were pretty excited for this.
First up was Pizza. You foolishly thought that handling a big flag was going to be easiest so you thought Pizza's fighting style would be simple and effective. Pizza handed you his colourful flag and walked you through the basic steps of holding it and swinging it.
"Okie Master Attendant! Just stand with your feet shoulder width apart, yep that's right! Then use both hands to grip the flag and give it big ol' swing forward to hit people." The Italian food soul cheerfully lectured.
Okay. Seems easy enough.
Might I remind you that although you possess a strong will and a good body shape, your limbs were frail and weak with little to no muscle mass.
As you swung the flag upwards to bring it down for your first ever attack, the weight of the flag was too much and you fell back with the momentum. Bamboo Rice snickered behind his hand. Pizza gasped "Master! Are you okay??"
You groaned and wondered if this was all a big mistake. After all, physical activities were really not your thing, just getting out of bed in the morning exhausts you. You stared up at the Italian food soul with a blank expression "maybe I'll try something that requires less physical strength first."
-After 10 Minutes-
You aimed your revolver at a can 15 meters away. You closed your left eye in attempt to make your shoot as precise as possible.
"When the target is aligned with the barrel of the gun, just pull the trigger." Black Tea calmly instructs you on what to do. Brownie's eyes were also sharp with attention since he was also a gun user.
You fired your shot.
You being you, of course you missed.
Black Tea's palm collided with her forehead. "Master Attendant that was the 20th shot. How can you miss a still object so many times??"
Your frustration grew and you made more excuses for your failure "well maybe I'm not the best at aiming... maybe I'll be good with swords and knives! After all, I do have a straight cutting skill handy when I go into battle with you guys." You smugly reminded them the times you've helped finished missions in less than 60 seconds.
Bamboo Rice raised an eyebrow "but that's just random stabbing. There's no actual skill involved."
You glared at him, for he was kinda right.
Steak heaved a sigh and volunteered in a very serious tone "Alright Master, I'll train you next. We'll just start with hand to hand combat because any weapon is too much for you for now."
You felt relieved that you didn't have to pick up more heavy objects today.
The other food souls stood aside and watched you and Steak go into a battle stance. (if you can even call your weird squad a battle stance)
"Alright. Rules are: no dying. Aaaand start!" Bamboo Rice shouted, acting as referee.
You charged forward and punched Steak's chest with all the power your little body can muster. The impact was so great and shocking that your knuckles immediately stung with much regret and sadness. Steak barely moved an inch.
Why was I cursed with such little strength?? Why?
You didn't give up though. Steak wasn't making any offensive attacks and only moved to block your weak ass blows. You charged at him with an open palm, hoping to karate chop him or something, then he side stepped and you fell to the floor.
You landed flat on the ground with a thud. Tears of frustration fell from your face but you refused to cry out loud, that would be humiliating! Your face puffed out in attempts to hold in your cries of fury (hence the picture ;p). Staying on the floor, you continued to let the tears roll down your face, you even started shaking because you were so embarrassed.
"Master Attendant is vibrating." Pizza spoke up, his tone was sympathetic but it really wasn't helping.
Steak bent down to squat in front of you. He was quite dumbfounded by the sight before him but refused to let your cuteness get to him.
"Alright. That's enough for today Master. You did fine for your first time." Steak tried to comfort you but you were internally throwing a tantrum.
Bamboo Rice tactlessly loudly whispered into Steak's ear "don't lie to her Steak, she was just awful."
Letting hell break loose, you started pounding your fists onto the floor in, reverting to your 3-year old self and screamed "SHUT UP YOU STUPID GREEN TARZAN!!!"
Said Green Tarzan looked mildly amused chuckled.
"Stop fighting you two. Master attendant, you did better than I expected." Steak helped you up to your feet "besides, you didn't give up right away and I'm proud of you for that." Your face was still red from crying. He looked at you with loving eyes. "I bet your knuckle still hurts from that punch."
Then, he brought your red knuckled hand to his mouth and kissed it. All the angry frustration energy left you and was replaced with embarrassment.
"Yay!!!" Pizza squealed behind you. Italians are known for being romantic, right?
With his mouth still on your hand, his breath tickled your skin "next time, we'll do better." He released you and walked away.
Eyes wide, Bamboo Rice said to the equally surprised Black Tea "what was that? Did I miss something when I was unconscious??"
A few yards away...
Steak rounded to a corner where he was out of earshot and smacked his hand on his pounding heart.
Letting out a shuddering breath "Oh my god I did not plan that. That was so terrifying."School started again so updates will be slower :( but rest assured that I will still try my best to upload as frequent as possible!!! <3
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