Kari is a compassionate girl on the geeky side with budding culinary talents. After her family had to move halfway across the country, Kari is unable to adjust in her new high school where she is an outcast. Repeatedly forced to do group assignments...
Both standing at the fridge, Kari turned to Milo, patted his back, and asked, "So what did you want me to cook?"
"Food." he replied desperately.
"Of... of course..." Figures. He's so hungry he'd probably eat leather. "But I meant, remember I'll make your favorite? If you could have one dish, right now, what would it be?"
"W-Well, uh. I'm not picky. But... I guess, umm." He put his hands together, pleading. "Can you please make pizza? I love pizza, it's my favorite."
Pizza!? Crap...
It had to be something that's baked. Baking... was not her forte. But even if she felt comfortable doing so, she knew, being that it's from a yeast-leavened dough, pizza takes a while to make from scratch. A while she didn't want poor Milo to wait.
I can't disappoint him! What do I—
Luckily, he's probably not particular about the bread used for a pizza.
"I know! My dad bought fresh bagels this morning. How about pizza bagels?"
"Ooh!! Would they be like Bagel Bites? I used to love those!!"
Yep. Not hard to please.
Yes! But if you think Bagel Bites are good, wait 'til you have pizza on fresh bagels." she said, running to the oven to preheat it, and then to the counter. "And they're not only easy, but they hardly take longer than the frozen kind. I'd just need to slice some bagels in half, spread sauce, add cheese, and then toast for a few minutes and that's it."
"A few minutes!?" chirped Milo, spontaneously materializing behind her. He was ecstatic at the prospect of eating a meal in a few minutes. He could hardly believe it was happening.
"How many do you want?" Kari asked him, taking bagels out of the paper bag.
"Uhh... um." Was ecstatic. He frowned guiltily and twiddled his thumbs. "...How... many can I... have...?"
"There are... three left. Which would make six." Something nudged her to then follow that up with, "It's okay if you want them all. I don't care. —You should. You really need to eat."
Kari shivered, but she wasn't cold. Actually, she felt the opposite of that. She tried to distract herself from the strange feeling by running her mouth with the first thing that came to mind.
"Uh, you know, pizza actually has decent nutrition! It has protein and calcium from the cheese, vitamin D, vitamin C from tomatoes... oh and antioxidants too."
"Th-That's nice. I like pizza because it has vitamin yum. And cheese. Wait. That's also vitamin yum."
"Vitamin yum? Cheese lover, aren't we." Kari said giggling, opening the fridge. Milo peeked inside. He watched her grab the needed ingredients out of there — jarred marinara sauce and a bag of shredded mozzarella.
"Y-Yes, I... uh, love, love cheese." Milo said, coveting the bag.
"Noted."
Of course he does.
Kari sliced bagels in two and spooned marinara onto them. Milo hovered over her.
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