Endive's car pulled into her driveway; the huge woman opened the door getting out as the small pink Cabbit got out the other door. Panini walked to the back, picking up the crates as she followed her master with full obedience.
It was true that Panini was having a hard time lifting the heavy crates, it was true that her arms were strained, and it was also true that she had trouble keeping balance, but she did the work that was expected of her.
an apprentice never talked back to their master and Ms. Endive demanded perfection with everything, be it the timing and ingredients to recipe, the outfit Panini wore when she entered the kitchen.
"Is this a good place Ms. Endive?" Panini asked, holding the boxes as the chef, put her finger on her chin tapping, ignoring the young Cabbit struggling to hold up the crates. she simply pointed to another part of the kitchen as Panini struggled, setting the boxes down in relief as few fruits rolled off the top crate, falling at they hit the floor with a wet splat.
Blue juice stained the pristine kitchen floor as Endive simply glared at Panini, a look that could turn a fierce predator to a whimpering kitten. Panini seeing this got on her knees.
"I'm so sorry Ms. Endive I'll clean it up right away" Panini offered as the elder chef walked to the fruit of the floor, putting her foot over the mess. she told Panini that she ran a demanding kitchen and demanded perfection and would not let Panini clean it until she chewed the young Cabbit out for her carelessness.
All Panini could do was just stad there still as a statue and take it. after what felt like an hour of lecturing Endive raised her foot, telling Panini to get a mop.
"You can clean this whole floor, and when your done, sort those berries" Endive replied as Panini looked at the huge kitchen floor, telling her master it would be impossible to clean the entire floor and sort the fruit before dinner.
"You should have thought about that before you were careless, acting like a ruffian, I understand you're a child, but I taught you better, I have taken it upon myself to make you my apprentice and mold you into my protege. and if that means I have to whip you into shape-" Endive went on as Panini recoiled.
"I understand, and I'm grateful Miss Endive" Panini replied walking to the cleaning closet getting the mop as Endive looked at her. reminding Panini if she ever spoke back to her again, she would get the spoon. Panini simply shook her head, cleaning up the spot of the floor where the juices sat, being dry they were harder to clean.
This was all before mopping the rest of the floor and eventually making way to the boxes to sort the berries. Endive only used the highest quality ingredients and any piece of fruit that was discolored, bruised or malformed would have to go.
Panini considered this waste as Blurpleberries were super rare and they were also her favorite. Miss Endive did not care what Panini did with them, throw them out, give them to a shelter or just keep them for herself. as long as they weren't in her kitchen.
Panini collected the 'imperfect' Blurpleberries and gathered them in a crate, taking it up to her room. by the time she made it upstairs it was past dinner, meaning she would not be fed tonight. at least she had this crate of berries to eat.
the Cabbit just plopped on her bed, sore and exhausted, her arms felt like they were being pulled out as she just laid there, looking up at the headboard. sitting on the pillow was a plushie resembling a certain purple Cabbit as she held it up, looking at its smiling face
"Chowder" the girl muttered as her thoughts of being worked to the bone melted away when she hugged the plushie. Panini knew she was in love with the male Cabbit and that it wasn't just some silly crush, she was practically obsessed with him. he always found a way of entering her mind.
every time she saw the purple Cabbit so happy and carefree her heart went out of sync. it seemed weird but they were both cooking apprentices, yet they were treated so different, she saw how he was treated and wished why that couldn't be her.
Was it that fact they were both Cabbits, was it that they were both in the same field, was it something about him. how kind and sweet he was, or did she simply want Chowder's life. Panini did not know WHY she loved him with burning passion only that she did.
"What do you think Num Nums? Panini asked her plushie as she worked it like a puppet, mimicking Chowder's voice.
"I think Chowder doesn't know what he's missing, you should show him why you're an amazing girlfriend" Panini told herself, going on praising herself through the doll. after sulking it was 9 in the evening as Panini decided to do something with the Blurpleberries she had. despite specializing in baking, she wanted to do something different.
she always found the scent of Blurpleberries amazing, and she wasn't alone a lot of people used them for non-cooking purposes. It was this decision which led to Panini grinding up some of the berries, liquifying them and mixing them with soap, creating a bottle of body wash.
sniffing the end result, she was pleased with it. the Cabbit decided to take a bath and pamper herself. running the bathwater, she placed a few candles around and added a few dabs of the Blurpleberry bodywash into the tub. the water turning blue and bubbly as she pulled her yellow dress overhead and tossing it aside. after removing her shoes, ear band and underwear the young Cabbit walked in, sinking into the hot water which bubbled over her.
the young Cabbit felt rejuvenated. all her stress melting away in the hot bubbly water, the smell having an effect on Panini. she could stay there for hours, grabbing the scrub as she ran it over her pink body.
after bathing and drying off Panini changed into her sleep attire a green nightgown and sleeping cap. in her bedroom she laid under her covers, snuggling the plush chowder. dreaming of that ideal future, happily married to her Num Nums, running a bakery with the sound of little feet pattering around.
Panini probably realized that was what kept her going as she looked at the plushie with his typical chowder smile.
"Goodnight" Panini replied, kissing the plushie on the lips, and not a quick peck on the cheek, making out with full lip contact.
It was the next morning as Endive was seemingly in a good mood, getting orders up the wazoo. preparing dishes as she leveled the frosting on a cake as she noticed Panini walking into the kitchen.
"Ahh Panini, be a dear and head to the farmers market, I need you to pick up some ingredients" Endive ordered, handing the Cabbit a list. she wondered what they didn't just get them yesterday, but she did what she was told, saluting endive and heading out of the building.
The list was stuff she could find easily as she made her way around the stands, picking up the ingredients one by one. things were going by as usual... until she spotted the sight of two purple points sticking from the crowd.
Panini pushed two people to the side, sliding through them, finding the token of her affection buying cookies.
"Hi Chowder" Panini replied in her usual flirty tone to he would turn his head and reply with his trademark line. He was an expert at playing to get but she was better at playing 'hard to get rid of'.
"You're so funny Chowder" Panini replied, wishing she could spend the whole day with him, but she had things to do, watching him pick a booger and drag it along his shirt
"Look Num Nums, any other day I'd spend admiring those beautiful eyes, but I have to finish this list so a kiss for the road" Panini asked, puckering her lips as Chowder disappeared in a puff of smoke.
"You can't deny my love for you" Panini called out. after her meeting with the purple Cabbit she finished crossing items off the list until she came to final ingredient 'Cinimini' which should be easy enough to get, heading to the stand named 'Spicy Jack's Spices and herbs' looking down at the pink Cabbit with bag of supplies.
"Oh hey, like what...what can i get you" the guy said, breathing through some tube connected to a device, blowing a cloud of smoke. Panini handed him the last as he pulled out a pair of glasses, looking at the text fumbling through his wares.
"Cinimini, cinimini, Cinema, similarity" he mumbled as something was wrong with him as he looked up apologizing, but it seemed he was out. Panini Froze, he could not be out, if he was out and she came back without Cinimini... she did not want to imagine.
"Look again" she replied, pulling on the guy's collar as he did so, confirming that it was empty as Panini let go of the guy's shirt. he was out and this was the only spice stand in marzipan.
"I know, it's gotten rare recently, apparently the tree that grows the stuff was cut down or something. I don't know the exact reason" he added taking another puff of the tube.
Panini just stood there, imaging what Endive would say, no what she would do if she came back without the Cinimini. Panini froze up, imagining a furious Endive staring her down.
"What do you mean you don't have any Cinimini" Endive replied, grinding her teeth as Panini explained it wasn't her fault. the stand was sold out as Endive put her hand up not wanting excuses.
"How do you muck up such a simple task, I take no pleasure in this, but you have to be punished, I'm getting the spoon" Endive replied walking as Panini pleaded seeing a wooden spoon shoot from the floor, eyeing the Cabbit. she was pulled back to reality when she felt a hand digging through her pocket.
"What gives wise guy, you have three seconds before I-" Panini threatened, turning to see the purple Cabbit, holding a paper bag of groceries as he withdrew his hand. the two looked at each other with a look of confusion. She honestly did not know how to respond. If anyone else had tried to stick their hand in her pocket, she'd break it, but this was Chowder. this confused her.
"Well, this is awkward" Chowder replied, putting his hand back in his own pocket
(Cinimini is a reference to the show, the reason it's rare is because Mung, Chowed and Shnitzel destroyed the tree and escaped
yes Spicy Jack is using a hookah and is smoking the green stuff
and why is Chowder reaching in Panini's pocket)