Okay, this chapter should be REALLY funny. I've tried to make it as
hilarious as I possibly could without really changing the plot of the
story. You all should be able to enjoy it greatly, so prepare to laugh.
Also prepare to be deeply grossed out.
Also, I'd like to thank all of the reviewers from both this story and the Mina/Dorian poem. Your comments are greatly appreciated.
Without further ado, the League is getting hungry. But is this food really safe to eat? Get ready for Dinner a la' Mina!
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Skinner, Sawyer, Nemo, McCane, and Mina were all staring at the décor of the Atlantica's Grand Dining Room. Skinner and Sawyer had their mouths wide open and their eyes almost popping out of their head. Nemo's eyebrows were raised awfully high. Andre McCane had an amused look on his face. And Mina just simply stared.
"Like it?" asked Jekyll quietly. "Hyde helped."
"The walls remind me of a Picasso painting," said McCane, that amused look still on his face as he glanced around the paint-splattered walls. "The whole room is very interesting." He slipped Jekyll a smile and a thumbs-up.
"Very colorful," added Sawyer, a fake smile plastered on his face. "It gets me in the mood to celebrate."
"I agree," said Nemo curtly. "Nice work, Jekyll. And Hyde."
But nobody else had anything to say about the décor. Jekyll mouthed a thank-you to McCane, who just grinned at him.
"Well, uh, let me get started serving dinner," said Mina, snapping out of her odd staring state. "If everyone would sit around the table, I'll bring out the first course."
Getting glitter stuck to the bottom of their shoes as they walked, the five members of the League sat down at the table. Mina had assigned seats. Nemo sat at the table's head, with Skinner and Sawyer to his left, and McCane and Jekyll to his right. Edward Hyde had also set the table, which consisted of different-colored plates and bowls for everybody. The League members seemed to find this as interesting as they did the décor.
"I don't want a purple plate," Skinner complained, holding up his purple plate. "McCane, can I switch with you? Blue is more my color."
"Are you out of your mind?" asked Andre McCane, grabbing his blue plate and hugging it to his chest. "I LOATHE purple!"
"Mina, can you get me a different-colored plate?" Skinner whined.
"Get it yourself!" Mina groaned. She was struggling through the door with a large bowl of her blood soup.
McCane stood up. Like the late Allan Quatermain, McCane was very respectful of the ladies. He helped Mina carry the soup bowl to the dinner table.
This gave Skinner the chance to swipe McCane's blue plate and bowl. McCane saw what he had done and frowned. He stormed off to the kitchen to fetch himself a new plate and bowl of a different color. There was no way he was using purple.
Mina ladled some blood soup into Nemo's red bowl first, then moved on to Skinner's blue bowl. "Nobody eats until the entire table is served," she announced. She wanted to be sure everybody tried the blood soup.
McCane returned from the kitchen with a second blue plate and bowl, but Mina hesitated on serving him. McCane was the one person on the Atlantica that treated her with respect.
But what the heck.
"Mina, is this tomato?" Jekyll asked.
"Yes," said Mina, filling McCane's bowl. "Feel free to dig in!"
All five of the men raised their spoons to each other in a toast, then slipped them into the blood soup. They all tasted the soup together. And they all spit it out together.
"Mina, this is very interesting," said Nemo, wiping his mouth with a napkin. "Now, would you mind telling us what you put in it?"
But Mina was laughing too hard to answer. She had captured all of their horrified faces on film with Dorian's old camera. "No," Mina shook her head, smiling. "But knowing me, I'm sure you all can guess."
"Mina!" exclaimed Skinner, shocked.
Mina was still laughing. She disappeared into the kitchen and came back with a second soup bowl. "Here you go. Just empty your bowls in the first large bowl, and I'll fill them with the real tomato soup."
Everyone was afraid to eat after that first escapade, but Mina's real tomato soup turned out to be delicious. Her second course consisted of roast beef tenderloin (which was cooked EXTREMELY rare, probably just so Mina could drink the blood,) but the League happily feasted on an assortment of fresh vegetables.
"Note to self," said Skinner as he dumped some fresh green beans on his blue plate. "Never treat Mina with disrespect ever again."
"Actually, I think we'd be safer never letting Mina cook ever again," commented Sawyer, who enjoyed eating off of his nice green plate.
"Hmmm," McCane murmured, glancing at the pair of them. It was probably because of these two morons that he had been tricked into eating the blood soup in the first place.
But Mina wasn't done with her little tricks. Her third course, French salad, turned out to be perfectly okay until Skinner found a bat in his and went hysterical (which turned out to be a plastic toy, as Nemo discovered.)
During the fourth course, a dessert of vanilla ice cream, Mina got tired of ridiculing Skinner and wanted to reward those who had been especially nice to her. She served McCane's dessert in a different colored bowl than everybody else's. McCane was frightened about this until he realized what made it so special. While skimming it through with his spoon, he found a gold ring buried in the ice cream. As he dried it off and put it on his finger, Mina swooped by and gave him a rare kiss on the cheek. She still hadn't forgotten about the time McCane had cured her of a skin ailment, which had also been Skinner's fault.
But McCane wasn't the only one who had gotten special treatment. Mina had poured chocolate syrup over Jekyll's ice cream, topping it off with sprinkles and a cherry. Jekyll had always treated Mina with respect. He had been awfully worried about her during her skin emergency.
But Mina was back to her old tricks again by the fifth course, which was fruit, nuts, and coffee. She served the fruit and nuts on brand new plates, since the ones they had gotten at the beginning of the meal were now quite dirty. She gave Skinner a purple plate, and everyone else a black plate. Everybody refused to switch with him. Skinner was forced to eat off of purple after all.
"Well, Mina, this meal has been quite interesting," said Jekyll, stammering to get his words right.
"Yes, I agree," said Nemo lightheartedly. Sawyer, who was still upset that his ice cream didn't get syrup and sprinkles on it like Jekyll's had, just nodded.
Skinner was surprisingly laughing. "All right, Mina. I'm sorry for everything I've done to you, and I understand that this was my payback. Do you forgive me?"
"Of course," Mina smiled. "Just wanted to teach you a little lesson, is all."
"Shall we move on to the other room?" asked McCane casually. "It's only nine o' clock, and I understand that Tom and Rodney have some great entertainment planned."
Everyone else agreed. Mina remained behind to clean up the table. Leaving the dirty dishes in the kitchen sink, she reminded herself to do them later. She didn't want to miss Skinner and Sawyer's "entertainment" for the world.
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Okay, I'm even a little scared about the next chapter, and I'm the author of this story. But be sure to leave your thoughts on this chapter by leaving a nice review!
~ Alisonia
Also, I'd like to thank all of the reviewers from both this story and the Mina/Dorian poem. Your comments are greatly appreciated.
Without further ado, the League is getting hungry. But is this food really safe to eat? Get ready for Dinner a la' Mina!
*
Skinner, Sawyer, Nemo, McCane, and Mina were all staring at the décor of the Atlantica's Grand Dining Room. Skinner and Sawyer had their mouths wide open and their eyes almost popping out of their head. Nemo's eyebrows were raised awfully high. Andre McCane had an amused look on his face. And Mina just simply stared.
"Like it?" asked Jekyll quietly. "Hyde helped."
"The walls remind me of a Picasso painting," said McCane, that amused look still on his face as he glanced around the paint-splattered walls. "The whole room is very interesting." He slipped Jekyll a smile and a thumbs-up.
"Very colorful," added Sawyer, a fake smile plastered on his face. "It gets me in the mood to celebrate."
"I agree," said Nemo curtly. "Nice work, Jekyll. And Hyde."
But nobody else had anything to say about the décor. Jekyll mouthed a thank-you to McCane, who just grinned at him.
"Well, uh, let me get started serving dinner," said Mina, snapping out of her odd staring state. "If everyone would sit around the table, I'll bring out the first course."
Getting glitter stuck to the bottom of their shoes as they walked, the five members of the League sat down at the table. Mina had assigned seats. Nemo sat at the table's head, with Skinner and Sawyer to his left, and McCane and Jekyll to his right. Edward Hyde had also set the table, which consisted of different-colored plates and bowls for everybody. The League members seemed to find this as interesting as they did the décor.
"I don't want a purple plate," Skinner complained, holding up his purple plate. "McCane, can I switch with you? Blue is more my color."
"Are you out of your mind?" asked Andre McCane, grabbing his blue plate and hugging it to his chest. "I LOATHE purple!"
"Mina, can you get me a different-colored plate?" Skinner whined.
"Get it yourself!" Mina groaned. She was struggling through the door with a large bowl of her blood soup.
McCane stood up. Like the late Allan Quatermain, McCane was very respectful of the ladies. He helped Mina carry the soup bowl to the dinner table.
This gave Skinner the chance to swipe McCane's blue plate and bowl. McCane saw what he had done and frowned. He stormed off to the kitchen to fetch himself a new plate and bowl of a different color. There was no way he was using purple.
Mina ladled some blood soup into Nemo's red bowl first, then moved on to Skinner's blue bowl. "Nobody eats until the entire table is served," she announced. She wanted to be sure everybody tried the blood soup.
McCane returned from the kitchen with a second blue plate and bowl, but Mina hesitated on serving him. McCane was the one person on the Atlantica that treated her with respect.
But what the heck.
"Mina, is this tomato?" Jekyll asked.
"Yes," said Mina, filling McCane's bowl. "Feel free to dig in!"
All five of the men raised their spoons to each other in a toast, then slipped them into the blood soup. They all tasted the soup together. And they all spit it out together.
"Mina, this is very interesting," said Nemo, wiping his mouth with a napkin. "Now, would you mind telling us what you put in it?"
But Mina was laughing too hard to answer. She had captured all of their horrified faces on film with Dorian's old camera. "No," Mina shook her head, smiling. "But knowing me, I'm sure you all can guess."
"Mina!" exclaimed Skinner, shocked.
Mina was still laughing. She disappeared into the kitchen and came back with a second soup bowl. "Here you go. Just empty your bowls in the first large bowl, and I'll fill them with the real tomato soup."
Everyone was afraid to eat after that first escapade, but Mina's real tomato soup turned out to be delicious. Her second course consisted of roast beef tenderloin (which was cooked EXTREMELY rare, probably just so Mina could drink the blood,) but the League happily feasted on an assortment of fresh vegetables.
"Note to self," said Skinner as he dumped some fresh green beans on his blue plate. "Never treat Mina with disrespect ever again."
"Actually, I think we'd be safer never letting Mina cook ever again," commented Sawyer, who enjoyed eating off of his nice green plate.
"Hmmm," McCane murmured, glancing at the pair of them. It was probably because of these two morons that he had been tricked into eating the blood soup in the first place.
But Mina wasn't done with her little tricks. Her third course, French salad, turned out to be perfectly okay until Skinner found a bat in his and went hysterical (which turned out to be a plastic toy, as Nemo discovered.)
During the fourth course, a dessert of vanilla ice cream, Mina got tired of ridiculing Skinner and wanted to reward those who had been especially nice to her. She served McCane's dessert in a different colored bowl than everybody else's. McCane was frightened about this until he realized what made it so special. While skimming it through with his spoon, he found a gold ring buried in the ice cream. As he dried it off and put it on his finger, Mina swooped by and gave him a rare kiss on the cheek. She still hadn't forgotten about the time McCane had cured her of a skin ailment, which had also been Skinner's fault.
But McCane wasn't the only one who had gotten special treatment. Mina had poured chocolate syrup over Jekyll's ice cream, topping it off with sprinkles and a cherry. Jekyll had always treated Mina with respect. He had been awfully worried about her during her skin emergency.
But Mina was back to her old tricks again by the fifth course, which was fruit, nuts, and coffee. She served the fruit and nuts on brand new plates, since the ones they had gotten at the beginning of the meal were now quite dirty. She gave Skinner a purple plate, and everyone else a black plate. Everybody refused to switch with him. Skinner was forced to eat off of purple after all.
"Well, Mina, this meal has been quite interesting," said Jekyll, stammering to get his words right.
"Yes, I agree," said Nemo lightheartedly. Sawyer, who was still upset that his ice cream didn't get syrup and sprinkles on it like Jekyll's had, just nodded.
Skinner was surprisingly laughing. "All right, Mina. I'm sorry for everything I've done to you, and I understand that this was my payback. Do you forgive me?"
"Of course," Mina smiled. "Just wanted to teach you a little lesson, is all."
"Shall we move on to the other room?" asked McCane casually. "It's only nine o' clock, and I understand that Tom and Rodney have some great entertainment planned."
Everyone else agreed. Mina remained behind to clean up the table. Leaving the dirty dishes in the kitchen sink, she reminded herself to do them later. She didn't want to miss Skinner and Sawyer's "entertainment" for the world.
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Okay, I'm even a little scared about the next chapter, and I'm the author of this story. But be sure to leave your thoughts on this chapter by leaving a nice review!
~ Alisonia