CHAPTER 2: CHINESE FOOD
Eventually, the plane landed in Alola. The Frontier Brains were called off the plane and went through all that boring stuff that one has to go through when they get off a plane.
"Alola is so beautiful," said Tucker.
"We should all hit the beach first," said Lucy.
"Not just yet, Lucy," said Brandon. "First we need to get to the hotel and find out where Anabel is."
Cut to the Hano Grand Resort. Noland, Lucy, Greta, Spenser, and Tucker are sitting around bored. Brandon was busy talking to the hotel staff about Anabel. He found out that Anabel was staying at the Alolan base of the International Police, and that the Frontier Brains would be able to get an audience with Anabel the next day, for it was too late now for visitors. Afterwards, Brandon told the other Frontier Brains the good news.
"Well," said Brandon, "we can't see Anabel today because it's too late for visitors, plus they have to tell Anabel that she's going to be expecting us." Everyone cheered. "Lucy, did you get those hotel rooms for us?"
"I sure did," said Lucy. "We're all on the fourth floor. Spenser and Tucker are going to be in Room 403. You and Noland get Room 404, while me and Greta get Room 405."
"Oh great..." said Tucker.
"I'll try not to be a burden," said Spenser.
"Well," said Tucker, "when you're 82 years old, that's kind of hard."
"No arguing, please," said Greta. "We're here for Anabel."
"Yes ma'am," said Tucker and Spenser.
Soon after, Brandon and Noland went up to their room. Brandon unpacked his things. Among the things he took out was a Regigigas plush.
"You brought that with you?" said Noland.
"I just need it for bedtime," said Brandon. "Just don't let anyone see it."
"I still think it's weird," said Noland. "After all, you are in your forties."
Brandon put the Regigigas plush on one of the beds. He then unpacked a green nightshirt and put it in one of the drawers.
"What do you want to do for dinner?" asked Noland.
"We're going to eat at the buffet downstairs," said Brandon.
"I know how much you like buffets," said Noland. "You always eat too much."
Brandon felt his stomach.
"You're right," he said.
And now let's look in Lucy and Greta's room. Lucy took out a gothic Hello Kitty doll and put it on her bedside. She also took out her e-cigarette so she could vape in the designated smoking area, which was outside.
"I hate those things," said Greta. "No one needs to be smoking in this day and age."
"Relax," said Lucy. "It's not a real cigarette - it's electronic."
"Whatever," said Greta. "A cigarette's a cigarette, no matter what it's made out of."
"I won't smoke it around you," said Lucy. "The good thing is that this thing's reusable. I've got all sorts of vapors - my personal favorite is this one made of Qualot Berries." She held up a box of vapor that said Queen of the Qualots.
Greta shrugged.
In Tucker and Spenser's room, Spenser spent his time napping on the bed, while Tucker was using a hairdryer.
"It's so great that this place comes with all the tools you need," said Tucker. "And I love how the hairdryer looks like a Porygon!"
Spenser was snoring loudly.
"I need to avoid his halitosis," said Tucker. "Bad breath causes wrinkles. I'm glad I don't have wrinkles like Spenser. Even Brandon's starting to get them, and I've always been much more attractive than him." He looked at his eyebrows. "Better pluck my eyebrows. I don't want to go to the buffet with a unibrow."
Tucker began to tweeze his eyebrows. He screamed in pain as each magenta hair was pulled out.
Later, it was time for dinner. All six Frontier Brains met at a table for six in the dining hall.
"You're going to love the food," said Noland. "It's a mixture of all different kinds of cuisines. Alola is known for its diversity, especially in terms of food."
"I'll stay here and order the drinks," said Spenser. "I'll take an iced tea."
"I'll take an oolong tea," said Greta.
"Me too," said Tucker.
"I'll have a diet Coke," said Brandon.
"I'll have some Dr. Pepper," said Lucy.
"I'll have one of those too," said Noland.
"Very well," said Spenser, writing all the orders down. Everyone else went to get some food. All of them enjoyed filling their plates with delicious food. Tucker thought that he would be nice by getting a bowl of poi for Spenser. However, he got nothing else.
Soon after, everyone returned to the table.
"I think I've gotten just about every type of Chinese chicken they had," said Brandon, "and I didn't forget the malasadas!"
"I like how they serve Western food as well as Eastern food," said Lucy, looking at her plate of pork fried rice, macaroni and cheese, green Jello, avocado rolls, cantaloupe, and beef with broccoli.
"I like the little pizzas that they have," said Noland. "I got three slices!"
"The salad bar is the best!" said Greta, who made use of the buffet's salad bar. "I always try to eat healthy."
"I got some moo goo gai pan for myself," said Tucker, "and some poi for Spenser. I think the food might be too hard for ol' Spenser."
Spenser shot an angry look at Tucker.
"What?" he said. "You're insensitive enough to think that because I'm old, I can't chew properly? I'll let you know that in all my years I've taken pretty good care of my teeth. I have a bite like a bear trap, you inconsiderate pansy! Besides, poi tastes like glue."
"Oh..." said Tucker. "Please don't call me a pansy."
"People have called you worse," said Lucy.
Tucker quickly went to get some real food for Spenser.
"Anabel loves Chinese food," said Noland. "I wish we could bring her here."
"I've never been fond of the Americanized variety of Chinese food," said Greta. "American Chinese food is unhealthy and full of MSG. Real Chinese food from China is a lot healthier. They don't eat most of this glop that they serve here."
"I know that," said Brandon, stuffing his mouth with a big piece of orange chicken, "but it tastes good."
"It's very delightfully cooked," said Tucker.
"You're right," said Greta. "I should appreciate this food. Who wouldn't?"
Suddenly, a heavy-set young woman with blue hair and big hipster glasses walked by.
"These people really need to be considerate of marginalized cultures!" said the woman. "They need to stop mocking Chinese cuisine by saturating it with American garbage! Privileged assholes..."
As the woman walked away, the six Frontier Brains looked at each other.
"What was THAT?" asked Brandon.
"I think that woman is what people here call 'social justice warriors'," said Lucy. "I've heard about them. Very annoying."
"Definitely," said Noland. "Let's just eat though. I need to go up for another plate."
"Me too," said Brandon.
The Frontier Brains went to get more food. After having three plates of dinner each, they all had dessert with the various treats at the buffet. Afterwords they went back to their rooms.
