Error/Moxxie Drabble and Request 2

Bundle Madness Drabble Part 90

While Mox didn't need any kind of food, liquids. It has been over two weeks in the motel and no hunger pains. A part of being both Moxxie, Error knew they had too eat. This body of theirs is different and need some substance. Not just the chocolate stash they have on hand. Even if they very much would like to stick to that. Other part well wants to cook again. Well, cook what possible in motel. No, trouble with money at least they had it. A bonus a grocery store not too far away to walk. Grab some ingredient, cooking supplies

Got to cooking.

It was hectic.

It was a mess.

It was a challenge.

It made them felt a bit proud when able to taste food that their mother made. Just even a snack but was an accomplishment.

Each day have fun doing a task so normal. Many in Hell would have look at them weirdly at such a thought but would ignore them. Not understanding how this means a lot to Mox. Choices, messes up they can do and not feel bad about.

A small note to self when finding a place to get a kitchen. A debate on which ring to still move later on or stay.

Now the motel owner, Mr. Angus. A older schnauzer with gray really showing. Mox got no issue with old hellhound. A bit rough but keep the place stable even for his age. His home around the corner so he here and back a lot. Does hire some part times around the place but Mox barely interacts with them. Angus lets them be, pays the room and barely brings them trouble. Occasionally did sew a jacket or two for him when he got pissed off it got torn. He appreciates it along with the work. Got a free snack for it as they didn't want money.

Wave Mox off as they rubbed their face.

Tilt their head as they place money down for this upcoming rental week. Again. "Headache?"

"About to get one. It was my turn to buy food tonight for the card game." He growls as he looks back at his phone. "I'm not paying that much for delivery!"

Delivery no matter where can be crazy ridiculous and expensive. Not like it positive for either side.

"I don't got time to pick stuff up. I got talk to the damn plumbing. FYI might be losing some water for a few hours."

"Okay."

"That is why your one of my favorites here. You don't complain." He looks over his phone.

"Why not your wife?"

"She out of town for today to visit her sister." He grumbles. "Blast it I'll have to rush to grab something."

"I got some stuff."

"What?"

"Like ingredients. Too make sandwiches."

Blink as he looks at them for a bit. "Thanks for the offer but it seven of us."

"I could cut them to be small sandwiches." Think it over with the quantities they got. "Twenty-five at least but would be small. Can make a dip or two on the side. You got enough chips."

A look of doubt but weariness. "You sure?"

"I got to make some room in the fridge." Shrug. Don't want to waste it. Not like it would matter to them but can give it to Angus. Always buy ingredients another day.

He thinks it over a bit. Unsureness even if it was a free offered. Also, doesn't remember adding fridges that big. But he doesn't want to spend money on this ridiculous feed. "Shit I don't care at this point. Go ahead. I got some condiments I can throw in with the chips. Bring it back around here like six if you can."