"Now, as you're all aware," Bertha began with Gothel at her side. "Chef Adam has taken some time out of the kitchen^."

Upon hearing that, Robert, JJ, and Big D fist-bumped each other until Gothel loomed in front of them, adding. "But...just because he's not there doesn't mean there'll be some sort of party. During his absence, you'll be learning how to work in the kitchen without him watching you every single minute."

As he heard Gothel spoke from inside the kitchen, Flynn heard an eerie groan.

He turned to see Stuart wearing one of the uniforms over him like he was a ghost.

"Stuart, toglilo adesso." said Kevin.

"I don't speak gibberish," said Flynn. "But I think I'm with the Corn Pop reject on this one. Put it back."

"Pfft. Non sei divertente." said Stuart, who, then, lunged at him, causing Flynn to bump into the uniform rack and onto the floor, to the surprise of the other chefs-in-training.

"Uh-oh." said Stuart, who dashed back into the kitchen.

The chefs started to mumble over Flynn's sudden appearance until Gothel said. "All right, all right. Enough with the mumbling. You know how I feel about the mumbling. Blah, blah, blah, blah. It's very annoying."

As she spoke, I knew I had to do something before Gothel or anyone else could find out what's going on.

"My long-lost cousin, Eugene Fitzherbert!" I blurted out, rushing over to hug Flynn, who protested. "Now wait just a minute! I'm not...you're not...ugh...

"This kid is a measure." he said to the chefs.

"Oh, joy! Oh, thanksgiving!" I exclaimed.

"Excuse me?"

"I've dreamt a thousand times for this moment of reunion."

As they watched along with the chefs, Gothel and Bertha looked at each other.

"There's gotta be some sort of mistake." Flynn said to the chefs. "You see..."

I cut him off, saying. "Oh, there is. There is! I should've come and visited you. But I was too proud! I wanted to make my fortune."

I rushed back to where Rapunzel and the Stooges were and whispered. "Whatever you hear, just play along."

Then, I rushed back to Flynn, saying. "Don't you recognize me? I'm your youngest cousin, Nathan Maxwell Rosenberg!"

"Who?" asked Flynn.

I was stunned to hear him say that.

"You don't...know who I am? You no-good drifter of a cousin. How could you forget about me?!"

Rapunzel comforted me as I began to cry while the Stooges glared at Flynn, who asked "What?"

"How dare you not know your own cousin." said Moe.

"But he's not my..." Flynn began, but Larry cut him off, saying. "There are more important things than your pride, you know."

"Yeah, like family." added Curly.

"He is not my cousin, all right?" said Flynn. "Heck, I don't even know the guy."

I sobbed harder upon hearing him say that.

"Seriously, is anyone else buying this?" Flynn asked the other chefs and Gothel, who just stared at him coldly.

"Aw, it's alright, cariño*." assured Bertha as she came to comfort me. "Now that he's here, you and your primo* can make up for lost time here together."

"Wha...now?!" said Flynn.

"Soitenly, now." replied Curly, wrapping his arm around Flynn's shoulder.

"And you're gonna enjoy every second of it." added Moe, pointing his finger at Flynn.

Gothel cleared her throat.

"If I may speak on...Eugene's behalf, shouldn't he wait a month before taking classes here?" she asked.

"Ah, sí, es true. But in this case, I think we can make an exception." replied Bertha, who, then, said to Flynn. "Welcome to the Culinary Arts Program, Eugene Fitzherbert."

As she and the rest of us clapped for Flynn now being part of the program, Gothel rolled her eyes and left the classroom, slamming the door behind her, resulting in another CRASH coming from the dishes.

"Oops." said Bob, for he and the rest of the Minions were suppose to keep the dishes from falling.

"Ay dios mio*." said Bertha.

Once she left the classroom, I said. "Wow, I can't believe that actually worked."

"What worked?" asked Larry.

"My acting skills." I replied.

"Wait, you use to act?" asked Rapunzel.

"Well, it was part of Miss Blank's Drama class. But, yeah." I said. "Took two years of it during my junior and senior year in high school and six weeks at Bowditch with Miss Mustante, part of its elective wheel, alongside Mrs. O'Neill's cooking class."

"I knew you were faking it." said Flynn, unimpressed.

"What are ya yakin' about?" asked Moe. "This kid's got talent."

"It's true." I said. "And you weren't so bad yourself...Flynn."

As I gave him the wink, the other chefs walked up to us, for they heard everything.

"Wait, wait, wait, hold the phone." said JJ. "Did you just call him...Flynn?"

"I thought his name was Eugene." said Big D.

"It's not!" Flynn grouched. "He just...made it up at the last minute."

"Hey, it worked, didn't it?" asked Larry.

"Soitenly, it worked. Nyuk, nyuk, nyuk." said Curly.

Having already been annoyed, Flynn elbowed him in the stomach and punch his nose.

As Curly stumbled backwards, Moe said to Flynn. "Hey, listen, newbie. If anyone's doin' the hittin' around here, it'll be me."

After giving Flynn a slap on the face, Moe and Larry hurried into the kitchen to help Curly up while Flynn turned to me, asking. "So, riddle me this, 'cousin,' If I'm really part of your family, whose side am I coming from?"

"My mom's." I replied. "So as long as you stick to the plan and act as my cousin, we're in the clear. Makes perfect sense. Am I right?"

Tawanna laughed. "OK, we'll buy that. Well, you better watch yourself with Mama G."

"What?" said Flynn.

"What Tawanna means to say is," explained Krishna. "The Dragon Lady has surveillance cameras all over JobTrain, mainly because she doesn't trust any one of us."

Flynn gulped upon seeing the cameras. "Good to know."

"And I haven't noticed them before?" I asked.

"Yeah, man." said JJ as he wrapped an arm on my shoulder. "She thinks we're trying to make a move on Li'l Miss Long Hair."

"Well, the only moving around here," said Gru as he picked up and dragged JJ by his uniform. "...is in the kitchen!"

"All right, let's do this!" said Rapunzel, who held out her arms. "Come on, bring it in."

"There will be no hugs!" said Gru as he got in the way between Rapunzel and me & Flynn, who said. "I think I'm with Baldy on this one. Besides, I just met you."

Gru glared at him, stating. "My name is not Baldy. It is Gru! Felonious Gru!"

"All right, all right." said Rapunzel. "Since you're new, we'll setlle with air hugs for today, OK?"

As she did an air hug, Gru walked back to the kitchen, groaning disgustedly. "Geesh!"

"So, what's first on the agenda?" asked Flynn.

Author's Note:

^It was actually since this past Friday, June 11th, 2010 when Chef Adam was absent during my second week at JobTrain.

*Also, when it comes to learning Spanish, "cariño" stands for "sweetie," "primo" stands for "cousin," and "Ay dios mios" stands for "Oh, Lord."

Now, onto Flynn's turn to tell the story.