turn back time t . odinson

seven

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"Your prep time begins now!" Odin hollered followed by cheers from the public who came to watch.

Standing by the Black Team's cooking station, Thor fumbled with the tying of his apron. "Omisha! Loki!" The two of them stopped in their tracks as everyone sprinted from their stations and darted to the wall behind the King and Queen where various ingredients were stored.

Running back to Thor, Omisha and Loki scolded Thor as they tied the apron around his waist and pulled back the sleeves so no food would stain it. They'd offered to help Thor right at the beginning when everyone was getting settled into their stations but Thor dismissed their aid.

By the time they'd come to the ingredient wall, most of the items they wanted were taken. Loki then delivered a tight slap to the back of Thor's head. The blonde god was about to return the attack but Omisha's eyes stopped him. "Fine. I deserve that."

"What do we cook now?" Loki said.

"Not the great Valyriaten meals I suggested." Omisha said coldly. "We can only do our best. What do your parents like anyway?" The two brothers give her a weird look. "You are their sons."

"Mother likes her entrees and mains." Loki explained, "I know something spicy and sweet for the entree that the both of them would like."

Thor picks out the last beef package and then a block of cheese and bottle of a savory spice. "Father loves his meat. I'll do the main." Loki nods his head in agreement with Thor's choices and then picks out the required ingredients for his dish.

"So neither of you have a clue for the dessert?" They shake their heads and then her head drops. "Qrugh." Hands on hips Omisha stalks down to the other side of the wall. Thor and Loki did not understand what the hell she had said. "I got this." She declares as an idea lights up her mind. Picking out some cream cheese, strawberry jam and chocolate pieces Omisha hurries back over to them only to pick out cake ingredients. "Let's do this boys."

The Black Team spring back to their station. Their bench was opposite White and next to Gold. Loki automatically began the entree as Thor began to prep the meat. Omisha had to begin on the dressing for the dessert or it simply not be ready.

Every team was on edge. The invitees were pulling all the tricks in their books to prepare their foods. Skadi was creating some ice food as Gefjon and Eir manipulated the vegetables into complex designs. Aegir was frying freshly caught fish on a pan over a fire as Tyr roasted potatoes with his hands.

Loki used his daggers to slice thin pieces of ham off the leg of a pig before manipulating a version of himself making purée out of some red spice and white chocolate. Omisha decided she would begin the baking of the cake when the entrees are being eaten by the King and Queen.

"Hey Loki, I'll come help you when I'm done here." Omisha calls out over Thor.

"Yes thank you, that'd be much appreciated." Loki replied just as he finished with one stack of ham.

Omisha had mixed the cream cheese and jam into a bowl that she let boil over the fire where Thor was seasoning the meat over. She asked him to shock the bowl with his lightning which was relatively easy. When the bowl was back in her working space, Omisha sought out a knife. Holding her hand over the bowl, she draw the blade across her palm. "Oh what are you doing?" Thor looks over in horror.

Omisha winced as she squeezes her hand and then more of her blood drops into the bowl. "Making a Valyriaten delicacy." She puts the bowl over the fire and drops the knife into a basin situated in the middle of the working station. "Coming Loki." Squeezing her hand Omisha uses a sliver of power and heals herself. "What can I do?"

Loki stares in disgust as she wipes the remaining blood onto a papertowel. "Put the ham on the fryer." She listens and takes out a metal pan from under the work bench and puts it next to Thor's dish. As she take each slice and places it over the hot surface, Loki steals a glance. "Did you actually put your blood into the dessert?"

"Yes." She replied shamelessly as Thor makes crazy eyes. "How long do I leave them on?"

Loki places a metal bowl next to the fryer. "Twenty seconds and then put them in this bowl. We have exactly four minutes before time's up. Thor how are you doing?"

Thor mumbles. "Good... I think."

When the time reach two minutes to go, Loki brought out the plates for the dishes. He handed Omisha the bottle of purée as he placed each slice of ham on top of each other in a perfect circle on each plate. Omisha spread the purée in a circular motion over the ham on each plate as Loki drizzles some green spicy flakes on top.

"Time is up!" Odin declared. Loki is given the honour of taking the dishes to his parents first because of his teams win yesterday. His mother gives him a warm smile as he sets the plates down. Returning back to their station, Loki is taken by surprise when Omisha sticks her hand out for a small celebratory high—five. The mischief master awkwardly tapped his palm against hers. Omisha chuckled.

With the King and Queen relishing in the small plates of many entrees, the teams continue their prep for the main. During the next half and hour Loki and Omisha were clearly instructed to grill four circular slabs of beef for thirty seconds until Thor told them to take them off. Apparently he needed an entire bench to create the sauce and he preferred if they did not look at him while he did it.

"Just don't add your blood please, for our parents sake." Loki joked before sidestepping to the other side of Omisha before Thor could jab a steak knife in him.

Loki watched his two pieces, Omisha watched hers. "One day when you two are bickering I will purposely stand out of the way and see what happens." Omisha declared just as a sliver of liquid from the meat slipped over the edge of the pan and sparked a bigger flame. "And it's a pity I'm on your team as well."

Loki's mouth goes ajar. "Excuse me? A pity that you are on the best team?"

Thor stops his creation for a moment. "We are only leading because of her idiot. Stop be a narcissist."

"Do you even know what that means you egotistical troll?" Loki retorted. Omisha proceeded to take a little step back to lessen her chance of being attacked by food.

"Did you just call me a troll you mor—" the second Thor had a knife pointing directly at Loki, the raven haired prince reacted by finding a two—pronged device.

Scared for possible disqualification, Omisha steps in. Stealthy snatching the kitchen equipment from their hands, Omisha places them on the bench before collectively punching them both hard in the shoulder. "Quit being morons or we will be kicked out of the challenge!" The brothers grumble in defiance but return to their spaces. In the corner of her eye Omisha could see Frigga beaming at her.

"Alright, you two get the meat off now." Neither Loki or Omisha has realized they were a mere ten seconds from the end. Thor had layered on a few pieces of vegetables on both dishes with a small jug of blue sauce waiting to be absorbed by the meat itself. At the same time Omisha and Loki transfer their pieces to one plate and Thor pours mountains of the blue sauce just as Odin calls time.

As Thor trots away with his dish, Omisha still could not get over the color of the sauce. "I didn't want to ask him but is that what it should look like?"

Loki knew she was referring to the sauce. "Yes. Secret family recipe. I could never get it, mine always went either yellow or pink

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an update ? what ?
this is long overdue .