Slow Days, Fast Friends

[Candace Wellington]

Candace walks along the brick path that leads up to the Cafe. She looks around her, the dawn of the morning just now beginning to make its presence known to the earth. What a beautiful morning She thinks as she reaches into her white and teal purse, searching for the key to the large lock on the door, which is strangely placed in the middle of the door rather than on one side.

Now where did I put that silly thing? Candace thinks as she digs in her purse, feeling the urge to poor the entire thing out to search. There is it! she thinks, fealing the metallic key touch her fingers. She pulls the key out and puts it into the lock, turning the lock slowly before opening the door, which doesn't creak a bit as it slowly swings open.

Candace looks around the cafe, breathing in the air she is so proud to be a part of. She looks at the dust seems more existent this morning because of the sunlight's reflection on it; she makes a mental note that she needs a real cleaning employee, as she can't expect Blake to do it everytime the cafe closes.

Candace walks back into the kitchen and plops her purse on the ground underneath some of the ranges, the purse landing squarely in a pot. She goes the large sink located in the middle of the kitchen and washes her hands thouroughly before setting out to look in the ice box. As she opens the large black box, she notices just how empty the container is.

The ice is running low, as is the food contained within it. Candace knows that the people love the Three Corners Cafe's food because it tastes fresh, and how can it be fresh if there is no fresh food? Candace makes another mental note to send for some ice before it becomes nonexistent in the cafe.

Hmm..An Ice type would fix that right up wouldn't it.. Candace thinks as she turns on several burners on the grill the Cafe spent so long saving up for. She cracks a few cold eggs and lets those sit there as she goes to find some seasonings in the spice cabinet. As she opens it, her widened eyes contract as she realizes she needs to buy some spices as well.

Of course..I swear..If they didn't charge so much for them I'd buy pounds of the stuff! Candace thinks as she slams the cabinet shut, marching back over to the eggs, adding a bit of salt, not wishing to waste the precious resource.

Candace, while waiting for the eggs to cook a bit more, walks into the dining section, waiting for the smell of the eggs reaching their need for a flip. As she waits, she tries to rememer when Blake was supposed to come into work..Hmm..she was coming in early, right? She thinks, also wondering where her usual early morning customers are..

[Blake Farr]

Blake awoke from another Nightmare. She found herself in her bed and heard her mother humming in the kitchen. Blake yawned as she got up.  She made sure her Head band was on then walked to the bathroom.  When she left her bathroom she was fully dressed and ready to go for the day.  She rand down the steps and sprinted into the kitchen where she swiped an apple from the fruit basket and left the house. She sprinted down the streets of town until she saw her uncles butcher shop. She smiled when he exited with a piece of bread and some pork. 

"Blake catch!" Her uncle called out to her as he threw the bread and the pork.

Blake did a somersault into the air and caught the sack of Pork and bread in one hand. Blake smiled and waved as she passed him with the other. Today was going to be fine. Her boss was ready to work and so was she. Now she only had to get there for work. Blake finally decided to cut through the alleys to reach the Three Corners Cafe. Her boss would probably be waiting for her when she got there so she hurried. Blake finally spotted the Cafe and slowed down. She grabbed her apple and took a bite. She also pulled out her book and flipped it to her page. She began reading and eating the apple slightly while she glimpsed up every once in awhile. Aside from the brief crunch of her apple and the flipping of pages was the only sound she made. 


Blake continued to glance up till she caught a glimpse of the Teal haired women who owned the Cafe. Blake smiled she let the Boss go in while she finished her apple. Blake Tosses the apple core randomly into the air while she pulled the knife from her belt. She cut the apple in the air and let the pieces drop to the ground. Blake then slid the knife into it's sheath. Blake put her book away and marched towards the cafe. Blake paused at the door and began smiling. She pushed open the door and peered inside. She saw her boss standing in the restaurant. Blake entered quietly and found a spot by the window. She leaned against the wall next to it. 


"Hello Miss Wellington, are we ready to go?" Blake said.

[Candace Wellington]

Despite knowing that Blake was supposed to be arriving at the time she did, Candace is still surprised when she looks up and sees Blake sitting there. Candace jumps a little bit before sitting straight up.

"Oh for heaven's sake, Blake! You scared me!" Candace says, actually considering overstressing the door to make it creak whenever someone enters the Cafe. Candace stands, walking into the kitchen once again, grabbing a spatula from the drying rack and using it to flip the eggs, shouting to Blake as she does.

"I believe we're ready for the day. One or both of us is gonna have to go into one of the bigger towns to get some stuff. I'll make up a list later. Anyway, if you'd like, you can start making the silverware wraps. I put the napkins under the spice cabinet when I closed last night. You'll notice some small flower vases with some ornamental blooms in them there too. Seems someone had some heart and sent us something special for the customers. One of them specifically has your name on it though." Candace says as she continues flipping.

After a few minutes of some more flipping, Candace grabs an apron and sets the fried eggs on a cookie sheet, placing the sheet into the oven. "I'm trying out a new recipe today. That elderly lady that comes in when her husband feels ill suggested it. So how are you this morning, Blake?" She says, he eyes gleaming as she watches the oven cook her new creation.

Now..if only we had someone to try it.. Candace thinks as she grabs some flour, water and eggs and begins making some biscuit batter. She begins mixing the batter slowly as she watches the sun rise ever so slowly higher into the sky.

[Blake Farr]

Blake waited for her bosses response although judging by how she reacted she was scared. Her comment only furthered Blake's belief that she had scared her boss. Blake shrugged she wasn't surprised scaring people was a little thing that happened even when you don't intend too. Blake watched her go then followed her. Blake payed attention although she wish her boss wouldn't be so loud. Blake nodded when she said about the Napkins and moved to go retrieve them. When she mentioned the vases Blake looked at them. When she hear she had one with her name on she blushed.

Blake wasn't very loving to people. Aside from her family she couldn't think of anyone who would do something like that. She ignored it and focused back on what Candace was saying. 

"My morning? Good I guess." Blake said as she grabbed the napkins.

Blake dashed to one of the tables where she laid the napkins down. She grabbed the silverware and began working. Within moments she had ten or so done. It was easily doable thanks to her advanced dexterity and hand eye co-ordination. When she had a few done for the early-birds she went back to the Kitchen. Blake grabbed 4 to start and went back into the main room. Using a few flips and other Tricks she put a vase of four tables out of the 5 in the main section. Blake smiled at her own handy work then went to grab more. She was done soon after and someone finally entered the restaurant. 

"Customer!" Blake said as she went to greet the man.

"Hello dear Sir How might I be of assistance today?" Blake said when she intercepted him.

"A table young lady." The man said with his raspy voice.

Blake nodded and lead him to the table closest to the bathroom.  Blake grabbed him a napkin set up that contains a spoon a knife and a fork. She then left to get a menu. She returned and set the menu down in front of him. 

"I'll be back when you're ready to order, Sir." Blake said before exiting to the kitchen to further investigate the special vase with her name on it.

[Candace Wellington]

Candace smiles as Blake gives an honest answer that seems a bit depressing for the early morning. Candace wonders if perhaps it is the early morning that makes her sound that way. Regardless, Candace is happy to see the first customer of the day.

"Welcome to Three Corners! Enjoy your stay!" She shouts as she begins mixing the food at an alarming rate. She begins kneading the batter, preparing it for moulding. Finally, after several minutes of kneading, she molds the now semisolid batter into biscuit shaped lumps on another cookie sheet and places it on the bottom rack of the same oven used before.

Candace grabs some bacon from the ice box and throws it on a frying pan, noticing a young lady out of the corner of her eye, her pink dress making her way to the cafe. Good, people are finally starting to show. Candace cathes Blake's attention whenever she can and speaks to her. "Hey Blake, could you write on the black board that today's special is baked Fried eggs please? Thank you" She says, turning back to her bacon.

[Fertility Mew]

The pink mew was swirling around playing in the clouds when a large amount of joy caught her attention. She swopped and closely got close to the area of the enjoyment, a place with delicious smelling food. She found her tummy growling and decided to check the place out. She transformed into a girl with pink hair and looking to be the age of 7 years old. The girl gently landed on the ground and looked around with big round blue eyes. she wore a cute little white dress. She then walked inside the cafe and looked around observing the people and especially the food. "Mew... Mew.... oops.. food. I have food?"

[Blake Farr]

Blake nodded at her bosses words and crossed quickly to the black board. She began writing out the special her exquisite manor giving her lovely grace as she did such a small task. That was when the door opened. Blake didn't see ti open but she did hear the soft sound of a little girl speaking. Blake put on her best 'Don't scare the girl' look and turned around. 

"Why hello there my little friend how may I help you today?" Blake asked trying to be freindly and cheerful. 

"Hey Boss we got a little girl out here. I think she wants something to eat." Blake yelled into the kitchen before crossing to take the little girls hand. 

"If you'll follow me I'll get you a table while we wait for mommy and daddy. Okay?" lake said with a smile.

[Candace Wellington]

Candace smiles as she takes the bacon and places it on a large serving plate, glad that she has one part of her special breakfast done. She grabs an oven mit and quickly grabs the eggs from the oven, smelling them cooking to what she hopes is perfection.

After hearing Blake's announcement about a little girl, she looks into the dining section from a window right in front of the serving counter. She looks at the little girl and Blake and asks the young one a question. "Is there anything you would like in particular? I could make you some hot cakes if you'd like. I think I have some blueberries in the back to add to the mix." She says with a smile, grabbing some flour and sugar and getting to work on the mix regardless of the girl's answer, knowing that someone would want some even if the poor, possibly stranded girl didn't.

Candace begins mixing the batter vigourously, hoping that Blake will help the girl, as it doesn't seem as if her parents are anywhere to be found..

[Sorry it's kinda short..my muse for candace is deflated..]

[Fertility Mew]

The little girl nodded not sure what else to do, she just wanted food. The food smelled so great and wonderful, just to take a bit. She found her gut talking more and she started to naw of the clothes of the nearest person, "taste good, want more." she muttered after nawing a bit more. Luckily her teeth were not sharp enough to do any damage, but it certainly may have scared the waiter a bit.