Hey friends!
PAIRINGS: Hamliza, Jangelica, Leggy (SOMEONE MAKE A BETTER SHIP NAME FOR LAF X PEGGY)
Enjoy!
"Ah-" Eliza yelped. She shoved her arms up to stop the falling shelf. She and her sisters ran a bakery, but it was falling apart-business was slow, and always had been for them.
"You okay Eliza?" her sister Angelica called.
"I'm fine." Eliza hefted the shelf back in place. She left the storage room and headed into the little dining area.
"Hey, Eliza." Angelica greeted. She was sweeping the floor.
"Hello. Where's Peg?" Eliza asked.
"In the kitchen, I think. She's repairing stuff." Angelica sighed. "If this bakery doesn't take off soon, we're gonna be in trouble."
Angelica was their financial manager/cashier, Eliza was the baker, and their younger sister, Peggy, handled the maintenance.
"Yeah...I just don't get it! What's wrong with our bakery?" Eliza kicked an imaginary pebble.
Their conversation was interrupted by a loud chorus of some lunatics bellowing the happy birthday song at the top of their lungs.
Suddenly the door slammed open.
"YO! We need like, a LOT of cake!" a short man with long curly hair and freckles yelled.
"O-okay, you'll have to wait a while." Eliza replied, somewhat intimidated by his over-the-top extrovertedness.
"THAT'S COOL! C'MON GUYS, CAKE'S ON ITS WAY!" the man yelled out the door. All Eliza could think was, 'Great. There's MORE of them.'
"What kind of cake do you want?" Angelica asked him. Eliza was impressed by how cool she was staying.
"Uh...CHOCOLATE!" he yelled.
Eliza quickly disappeared into the kitchen to make the cake.
"Hey Peg." she greeted her little sister.
"Oh, hi Eliza." Peggy responded. Peggy looked to be fixing ANOTHER shelf. She wore a bandana on her head, with her hair tied back in a messy ponytail.
"We've got a couple of bozos out there. They want 'like, a LOT of cake!'" Eliza imitated the curly haired guy.
"Great. Angelica's probably dying out there. I'm gonna go help her out." Peggy removed her bandana, tied it around her wrist, and exited the room.
Eliza set to work on the cake. She made the biggest one she could, frosted it, and carried it out on a large tray, which she set on the table.
"WHOA! THAT'S AN AWESOME CAKE!" the curly haired guy yelled.
"You're welcome. Would you like birthday candles, too?" Eliza asked politely.
"Yes, please. Sorry about my friend here-he tends to get excited easily." a different guy apologized. His voice had a heavy French accent. Just like the first guy, he had curly hair, but he was super tall, with no freckles.
Eliza headed back to the kitchen, grabbed some birthday candles, and put them on the cake. Peggy pulled out a lighter-apparently, she'd gotten one ready while Eliza was gone-and lit the candles.
"YAY! MAKE A WISH, ALEX!" the first guy declared.
"C'mon, Laurens-I'm not three." another one, probably named Alex, protested.
"What's wrong with the occasional tradition?" a fourth and final one replied. This one wore a beanie.
"Fineeeee." Alex rolled his eyes.
"OH! WAIT!" the first guy, a.k.a. Laurens, yelled.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!"
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!
"HAPPY BIIIIIIIRTHDAY DEAR ALEXANDER!"
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!" the three who weren't Alex sang.
Eliza couldn't help but clap after this epic performance, and she noticed her sisters clapping too as Alex blew out the candles.
"Excuse moi-could we get some help cutting the cake?" the guy with the French accent said.
"Sure, I'll be right back." Eliza headed back into the kitchen and grabbed some dental floss. When she got back, the group looked at her in confusion.
"Where's the knife?" beanie guy asked.
"OMG! IS THAT FLOSS?" Laurens yelled.
"Just watch." Eliza stretched out the floss and used it to cut the cake. The cutting lines were far straighter than any knife could've cut.
"Impressive." French guy said.
"WHOA." Alex gasped.
"If there's anything else you need, please don't hesitate to ask!" Eliza gave a small bow and left them to eat their cake.
Angelica walked over.
"Excuse me, that'll be thirty dollars-" she began.
"WHAT? THIRTY FREAKING DOLLARS? THAT'S IT? THIS CAKE IS WORTH LIKE FIFTY!" Laurens yelled.
"Umm, the price is thirty dollars." Angelica repeated.
Laurens dug around in his pocket. He handed her fifty bucks.
"Keep the change." he said, and returned to eating the cake.
Angelica walked back to the counter, flustered.
"Well, we got fifty bucks instead of thirty." she murmured to her sisters.
"What? We gotta repay him SOMEHOW." Peggy replied.
"How about a coupon?" Eliza asked. "We could give him a coupon for our bakery."
"Yeah, that works. We'll see if he'll accept it." Angelica picked up a coupon from behind the counter and headed back to the table.
"Sir, if you're going to give us twenty extra dollars, the least we could do is give you a coupon." Angelica held the slip of paper out to him.
"No, itf fine." Laurens replied, his mouth full.
"I insist." Angelica thrust it out.
"Okay fine. I guess I could put this to good use...I'll be back here tomorrow! And the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after-"
"Laurens, I think she gets the point." Alex rolled his eyes.
"Hrmph." Laurens took the coupon from Angelica's hand, and continued eating his cake.