If I were a...

Chapter 5

As a lazy afternoon strikes the neighborhood, I fought against the temptation of lying on bed and practiced my baking while listening to Maya sing her song.

Unconsciously and weirdly enough, I'm enjoying every single note that escapes her mouth. Even with the fact that the song is self-composed and unpolished, I didn't mind, because that's what friends are, right?

Your mind is clear today, something wrong?

"We could talk, okay? Mom's not home, she'll come back later in the evening and we will not even notice her 'cause, we will probably be sleeping by then."

Don't care.

Fine then.

Answer me!

What if I don't want to?

Okay.

I stopped for a bit.
W-wow! You're not going to bug me?

Why? You said you don't want to so, I won't.

That's kinda n-new for you.

"When will this peak?!"

I'll go to the bathroom.

I didn't mind her and I focused on whipping these egg whi-

"F-FINALLY!" I said while whisking vigorously and trying not to get my sweat be the salt instead of real salt.

"Another bowl, yolks, orange rind and juice, lemon rind, uuh, oil! And,"

Maya?!

W-what? I'm currently doing my business?!

I think I don't look like I don't care. Anyways, did you stumble across the vanilla on your way there?

Wh-why would I mind vanilla beans inside a tiny crappy jar on my way to the call of mother nature? Why would I?!

Oh shoot, I remembered it is in the storage room.

Again, what the heck?

"Where is it?!"

God, I think I should prepare first when I'm doing something. I hate this habit.

As I walked to the storage room. I hazily saw a figure standing outside and I didn't mind it because it is just probably my eyes playing with me.

I crouched down to reach the door of the cabinet where we ferment things like alcohol and other things alike.

While keeping my big hands from destroying these precious glass bottles from my mother's grandmother, a family heirloom, from breaking and spilling the contents, my eyes are not just cooperating.

And my chest is tightening just a little bit, and I don't know why!

Is it because I'm acidic?

I don't think I'm nervous because I'm not even vulnerable enough to be.

Wait, why's Maya taking so long?

Anyway-

"Sucks I don't have my ball gown with me you little creep. But if I have it in my body, oh boy, I would've already stabbed your eyes with my dagger under my ball gown and probably stab you a little more. Don't you like that?" I heard Maya talking to someone who she addressed as a creep and I was weirded out cause, why would she stab their eyes?

"Yeah, run like a child you prick! God! As if!"

"What's wrong Maya?"

"Oh sorry, I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to your creep fri- your dearest friend, Polo, who just had a 'Maya crapping herself out' movie with just an eyehole on your bathroom. Doesn't it sound like that was what I'm doing?"

"What?! How would Polo know you're using the bathroom- and how did you know it was Polo?!"

"I memorize very quickly Ragus, even if I don't bake, I already memorized the chocolate chip cookie recipe in your 'Aha!' piece of paper."

"Sorry not sorry but, what the heck? And why would you hide a dagger under your gown?"

Then she came out of the bathroom.

"First of all, why would you care? And second, every time and any where's a battlefield, so you gotta come prepared ."

"Where do you hide it specifically? Does t just hang under there or in your boobs? Wait, I don't see any-"

"A-A-A-A, you try utter that again or I'll kill you, I have large tits, so would you please, MOVE?!

"Really? I thought for a sec that I was talking to a wall."

"Do you want me to bake you in the oven alongside your lovely citrus chiffon cake?!"

"No, I don't and okay, I'll stop right now, my princess."

Pfft--

She rolled her eyes and walked towards our bed and sat on it.

"Ooh! the cake!"

*knocks three times on the door*

I looked up and I already saw Maya answering the door like it's her house.

"Hello?"

"Oh, hi Yama! Are in any chance you alone?"

"Yeah, w-why?"

Trust me, be quiet. I want to hit this guy until he cries. He doesn't even know my name!

"Oh, go- mffh~!"

"W-what the heck?!! Are you serious?!"

This prick just kissed me, saw that?!

I don't know why I just stood there like a helpless kitten that saw their mother died.

"UGH! Take that you little-crap!" she said after she literally flipped him out flat on the floor, effortlessly!

"W-what did I just saw?"

"That's, " then she kicked his side really HARD! "how you beat up a creep."

"And, please unfriend this fucker. I can't stand him being friends with you." Then she sat on him.

I don't know what to say.

"Yeah, I know, me too. I became weaker because I lost four days of training. " then she shook her head. "if my trainer saw my behavior here he will probably say, 'pick those sacks of rice, help this young man bake.' and so on, uugh! I miss training."

"Wait, what?"

"You expect that a princess like me needs a knight in shining armor? I can probably beat you if we made a brawl in this very spot. But! " she pointed her index and crossed her legs. "I would like you to be my butler at my tea parties and bake me cookies while we quilt blankets."

Pick that piece of trash, I don't want to my eyes to lay on him, even on his silhouette.

"What did I do to deserve that glare? Huh?! I did nothing!"

"Precisely my lord, you did nothing."

"I thought you don't need any hel-"

"Shh!"