I always wonder how they ate their meal... so I reckon that someone's doing the cooking. It was a nice touch. Drabble number one.
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The aromatic smell of turmeric and basil waffled across the room as the sound of sizzling heat was heard from inside the kitchen door. This was one of those days the Varia, the Vongola's top assassination squad, would have no problem about their food for the rest of the day.
These were one of those days.
With a spatula in hand, mixing the rice onto the pan, the ebony-haired female in French-Maid attire stirred the contents of the pan with delicate ease as she automatically grabbed the pepper mill, placed on the stand beside her, with her free hand and gave the mill a few shake, flakes of pepper falling down onto the rice content before she returned the item and resumed with her cooking. It seems she was the one cooking meals the Varia has to eat though on close inspection, she was just forced upon doing this for the reason of her not enjoying her meal much. For five years of stay in the Varia, she, Amelia Phantomheim, the 'suppose-to-be' heiress of the Phantomheim Clan in England if it weren't for that 'affair' that have occurred a few years ago, learned to cook for herself (She found out that she had a talent for cooking, thank you ever-so much to her dear twin brother, Adelaid Phantomheim, whom had taught her beforehand) and ever since then, the group of those barbaric (though dare not to speak it out loud) assassins have decided that she will, and must, frequent her stay in the kitchen and be their 'personal cook'.
It was quite better than Lussuria's cooking, as quoted by Levi A. Than at one time about it. Well, praises so, that doesn't mean she's their personal maid-servant now; she only serve under Lord Xanxus, and that is it, any further relationship towards the rest of the Varia (save for her brother, Adelaid) would be something a little rougher than that, but she respected them still.
And, besides, only Amelia can create such fried rice with Turmeric and Basil, and still make it right. Well... actually, Adelaid taught her that, but who is to know about it?
"VOOOIIII! WE'RE HUNGRY HERE, HURRY UP!"
"Shishishi... move it, servant, the Prince can't wait any longer to feast on such fine dining!"
Yes, this is what she faced every single day of her existence in the kitchen every morning. And any objection coming from her? Certainly not.
Sexist.
Luckily, she had finish with the rice and placed them onto each, separate plates, including hers and her twin's, along with the other foods, as she called upon one of the maidservants of the place. "Send this to the Dining Area," Her voice sounded passive and lifeless, every inch of her innocence has been taken away from her, as Amelia gestured them to make it snappy and walked out of the kitchen, heading towards the dining area where most of the Varia members are waiting for their breakfast meal. Well, everyone except Xanxus, that is; Amelia, herself, will amend to the tyrant boss later and he knows that too.
"Voooiii! Where is it?" The predictable question of Squalo demanded in his ever-ending loud voice towards the female as she took her seat beside a male who is the splitting image of her, except he is clad with a butler's attire and his ebony hair, a little shorter than the female's, tied in a loose ponytail. She didn't need to say anything when the food was finally served and everyone had eaten their fill in silence.
And, as always, it was no surprise that Xanxus won't be eating his meals along with the rest of the 'trash' and decided to have his food serve in his room, accompanied with a glass of strong whisky. It is also not a surprise for everyone to see Amelia, or Amel as she is known, to be the first one standing up, her meal finish, and walked back in the kitchen as she, herself, will serve the leader's meal on his request.
It was quite an understatement that she is 'working' for him... the reality is that she is 'serving' for him whether she liked it or not; but the irony of this life is that she is a lady... known as the 'Daughter of Evil 'previously and, yet, sold her own soul towards Xanxus for some unknown reason. How in the world he knew would only remain to his mind, and he doesn't give a damn care about it.
As long as he had his 'personal servant', a servant with class, then he's fucking fine with it.
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One of the things Amelia does in the morning... serving piping-hot breakfast to the Varia. I don't know, I just threw everything up on this. Sorry for the messy one, though.
The Snow Princess: Yes, I know. Like I said, I don't own everything else that is not mine, but yeah I like the song much to based the story on that. Aehehe... I thank you for your words.
DISCLAIMER:
As always, I don't own KHR, Varia (If I would, then I would make my own Varia IRL) and everything else that is not mine. Even the song based on this story, I don't own it (As pathetic as I sounded, Daughter of Evil by Kagamine Rin had been looping in the making of this story.) and the only thing I own is the story and the twins.
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