Error/Moxxie Drabble and Request 2

Bundle Madness Drabble Part 90

Mox only made them simple sandwiches. Half with ham and the other half roast beef. Did cook it not too long on the pan for some flavor until putting them on the buns. Some had no cheese others with no tomatoes. Able to cut enough to make thirty small pieces. Along with a dip of pico de gallo and cheese dip. The cheese was of the extra not used for the sandwiches and just melt it to be dip.

When they drop it all off back to Angus just gone back to the room. Clean up around the place. Fridge half empty besides the chocolate bars. Huh really did use it all. Can't complain as they did say they would make some room. Why not the space in their safe box. Would prefer not to and got a barrel of Whiskey currently in there that they were testing.

Don't ask.

Lay out as they just chill on the bed. Twirl their fingers around as strings dance around. Pass the time but it was helping with their abilities again. A small smile as they kept twirling the blue string.

KNOCK!

KNOCK!

KNOCK!

Stop what they were doing. Mox got off the and snatch the cane. Limp over to see who knocking. Glance through the blind to see who it was. It was Angus. Look like other hellhounds too with him. His group for the card games. Was the food bad? Complain? Kick out? Sig. as they open the door.

"Whisk." Angus face serious as he looks at him. His buddies behind him have similar expression.

Here it comes.

His expression changes instantly as he gives them a big toothy grin. "That was the best food I had in such a long time! My buddies and I all practically devour everything before we finish one round in."

"Oscar wouldn't let us lick the rest of the plate up."

"I'm not guilty."

"I never taste something delicious and I had some strong drugs before that messed with your senses. Not even that could beat this."

"I know this is short notice but next week can you do this again."

Look very lost as they stare right back at them. This seems a bit overboard if they are being honest. Maybe these old guys gotten bad catering experience? "Again?"

"Can you do sandwich with another kind of meat this time?"

"How about one of that mix platters to make your own?"

"Could you make some other sides."

"Okay, okay back it off that a bit overboard. Again, for next week." He growled at his buddies. Soon turn back around to look Mox. "What you say? I'll even give you the two-night rent money back to keep. Could be used for what you need to cook."

The young imp just stares in disbelief what they are hearing. Did they add something extra to behave like this? They don't think so.

"Unless you're heading off soon?"

Glance down at the leg. Hoof still won't touch the ground even on the cane. Along with still weary to go back on the elevator if anyone waiting. The train would look like a sore thumb out of everyone. Issues Error would care less about but the side of Moxxie overthinking. A decision to wait. "Not really. A month or two at best."

"Then we can work with that." He grinned right at them "Come on what you say? Want to cook for these old dogs at the next game."

They were still waiting on if they are being punk or something. Yet, nothing of those sorts coming up.

"Hey Angus. They should use the kitchen then."

"Huh. Right." Then a thought crosses his mind." Hold up. How did you cook some of that?"