Ignis
He took out his ingredients for the night's dinner and went for the knife. While he did so he stopped. He was in a hotel room, one they must've paid extra for. But something was wrong. He could see, so he knew this had to be a dream. "Yo specs. Gladio and Prompto aren't going to be here for a while." He sat at the barstool. "Really? And where are they?" he asked. "Out."
"Your highness. What is going on? Wasn't the world trapped in darkness?"
"Dude. Were you drinking last night?" Noctis asked.
"No." Ignis sighed and went straight back to preparing the meal for the night. "So whatcha making?" Noctis asked.
"I'm preparing the fish you caught." He answered. "May I help?" Noctis asked. This was a first. Ignis thought about the proposal for a moment. The last time he let him help, he ended up burning the stew. However, something told him to just let him help. That this would be the first and last time Noctis would ever ask. "Sure." Ignis handed him a knife.
"Just slice the vegetables thinly. And toss them into the pot." Ignis told him. The cooking process went by slow, but nice. Ignis showed Noctis how to prepare the fish for baking, how to make a sauce for everything when it was done. When the vegetables were cooking, and the fish was baking, Noctis finally broke the silence. "You know what sucks? Never really sitting down to learn how to cook. You're like the best teacher." he mentioned. "Oh?"
"Yeah, but I'm not going to have a chance to really sit down and learn." Noctis sighed. "Especially sweets."
"That's it!" Ignis snapped his fingers. "What?"
"I've come up with a new recipe!" he proclaimed and faced Noctis. He took in his features, like it was the last time he'll ever see the calm and relaxed look on his face. "Can you write it down for me?" he asked and handed Noctis his notebook. "Uh. I guess." He opened it to a clean page. Ignis began listing off the ingredients and directions, while he checked the fish. "That's it? Fish and Chips?" he handed him the notebook. "Well. A new take on it. Doesn't have as much vegetables you know." Ignis smiled.
"I totally did not see it!... Too bad I won't be able to try it." Noctis's demeanor changed. Slowly Ignis's vision went dark. The area changed and so did the smells and sounds. He felt something warm behind him. A warmth that hurt him. He was being lead towards it. Once in front he was stopped.
"Hey Ignis. Never stop doing what you love alright. Open a restaurant, or start a cooking school. I bet you'll do great things, since you were a great advisor." He felt the smile. "Walk tall, Ignis." The scene changed in a flash.
Ignis sat up and rubbed his face. He grabbed his dark glasses and stretched. "A dream…" He sighed. "Yo Iggy. Didn't think you would be awake." Prompto handed him his jacket. "We got a lot of work to do and honestly. I'm not looking forward to it." he giggled. He heard a slight shuffling and papers rustling. "Hey Ignis.."
"Yes Prompto?" He turned to where he was. "This fish and chips recipe… When did you have Noct write it down?"
"Noct?" Ignis cursed that he couldn't see. "Is this a joke Prompto?" he asked. "No dead serious. I know this chicken scratch anywhere." Ignis smiled. "I guess he wanted me to try something new." He walked past Prompto and out the tent. "Dude! Wait up! They need you at the soup kitchen!" Prompto shouted and chased after him. "Come now Prompto. Don't you think I know that?"