Mike got bored waiting for them. "Can we eat? I didn't come to get
a lecture on how to eat! I came to eat!" he feuded. "There are also table
manners, but I'll teach you later about that," she sighed and went back
into the kitchen. "Kid," Mike said, "table manners are how you act at the
table. Just behave, keep your elbows off the table, sit upward and don't,
I repeat, don't eat with you mouth open. That's all I care about. And
don't talk while I'm eating. Otherwise, I might throw up. You hear me?"
Boss nodded.
Stella brought in a beef vegetable soup and out it before them. "Uh..." Boss mumbled as he looked at it. He'd never eaten any kind of meat before. "What is this?" he asked. Stella replied, "its beef. You haven't had it before. It's a kind of meat. And you use the spoon, not your fingers to eat it." He hadn't noticed what was wrong with eating with his fingers, except the liquid part of the soup dripped.
After the soup, Stella brought out salad in their own bowls. "This," she said, "is salad. You eat it with a fork, even though you are used to eating with your paws with vegetables." "Salad...but what's the other stuff?" Boss asked. "It's called dressing. It adds flavor to your salad. You pour it on. It's a little thick, but it's supposed to be that way. There are different flavors, but that's honey mustard," Stella replied.
After the salad was finished, the entree was brought out of the kitchen. It was a marinated steak with a baked potato side and a pile of rice next to the steak. "What the heck?" he muttered under his breath. "This is confusing." Stella showed him how to cut it. "This kid doesn't know anything," Mike muttered. "It's not his fault," Stella remarked. "He hasn't eaten this stuff before. Other than sunflower seeds, the only other thing is probably vegetables. The word 'meat' is unknown to him."
Thereafter, there was a dessert. Except Boss didn't know what dessert was. He'd never had something sweet. "What's that?" he asked. "You don't know anything if you haven't had dessert!" Mike scolded. "Never had," he remarked. "Then you don't know anything," he retorted. "You eat it with a spoon if it's ice cream, or you use a fork if it's cake. There you have it."
All of this stuff was foreign to him. There was barely anything that actually made since. Really everything was too confusing to understand. After dinner, Boss was sent back to where he stayed. He walked alone. They trusted him enough by now perhaps to walk back. He opened the door and realized it was a chance he was missing to run away. But something stopped him.
Well, it wasn't Boss's feelings that stopped him from running out of that place. It was that Mike and Stella were coming down the hallway to check on him. He entered quickly and hoped they didn't notice that he was about to go.
Stella softly knocked on the door which would send a tingling feeling up and down anyone's spine. After her knock, Mike took his turn by rapping it so that it would make everyone alert. Mike unlatched the door and said to Stella, "It's your idea...again." "Thank you," she replied and entered through the doorway. He didn't go in for the mindless reason of he had to watch the door.
"Uh," Stella muttered, "excuse me. Do you want to watch while Mike and I play pool?" Boss looked at her and shrugged. She took it as a yes. "OK," Stella muttered again. "C'mon if you want to. Remember, you don't have to watch if you don't want to." He followed her out where Mike was. "You want to?" he mumbled and, following it, sighed.
He followed Mike and Stella down the hallway to Stella's room. When he entered, Boss looked around it. Most of the things were girly colors like pink, purple, and blue. Some things were different colors, like white, red, and green, but there were barely any of those colors or any other color. It had a cathedral ceiling that had few lights in it, but there were loads of lamps. There was a gargantuan window that was rounded at the top with windows that stretched upward beside it. Stella had a bed with a canopy that was tucked in the corner. There were loads of decorations that had to do with anything pink, purple, and blue.
After a minute, Mike said, "I came down here to play pool and that's what I'm going to do!"
Stella brought in a beef vegetable soup and out it before them. "Uh..." Boss mumbled as he looked at it. He'd never eaten any kind of meat before. "What is this?" he asked. Stella replied, "its beef. You haven't had it before. It's a kind of meat. And you use the spoon, not your fingers to eat it." He hadn't noticed what was wrong with eating with his fingers, except the liquid part of the soup dripped.
After the soup, Stella brought out salad in their own bowls. "This," she said, "is salad. You eat it with a fork, even though you are used to eating with your paws with vegetables." "Salad...but what's the other stuff?" Boss asked. "It's called dressing. It adds flavor to your salad. You pour it on. It's a little thick, but it's supposed to be that way. There are different flavors, but that's honey mustard," Stella replied.
After the salad was finished, the entree was brought out of the kitchen. It was a marinated steak with a baked potato side and a pile of rice next to the steak. "What the heck?" he muttered under his breath. "This is confusing." Stella showed him how to cut it. "This kid doesn't know anything," Mike muttered. "It's not his fault," Stella remarked. "He hasn't eaten this stuff before. Other than sunflower seeds, the only other thing is probably vegetables. The word 'meat' is unknown to him."
Thereafter, there was a dessert. Except Boss didn't know what dessert was. He'd never had something sweet. "What's that?" he asked. "You don't know anything if you haven't had dessert!" Mike scolded. "Never had," he remarked. "Then you don't know anything," he retorted. "You eat it with a spoon if it's ice cream, or you use a fork if it's cake. There you have it."
All of this stuff was foreign to him. There was barely anything that actually made since. Really everything was too confusing to understand. After dinner, Boss was sent back to where he stayed. He walked alone. They trusted him enough by now perhaps to walk back. He opened the door and realized it was a chance he was missing to run away. But something stopped him.
Well, it wasn't Boss's feelings that stopped him from running out of that place. It was that Mike and Stella were coming down the hallway to check on him. He entered quickly and hoped they didn't notice that he was about to go.
Stella softly knocked on the door which would send a tingling feeling up and down anyone's spine. After her knock, Mike took his turn by rapping it so that it would make everyone alert. Mike unlatched the door and said to Stella, "It's your idea...again." "Thank you," she replied and entered through the doorway. He didn't go in for the mindless reason of he had to watch the door.
"Uh," Stella muttered, "excuse me. Do you want to watch while Mike and I play pool?" Boss looked at her and shrugged. She took it as a yes. "OK," Stella muttered again. "C'mon if you want to. Remember, you don't have to watch if you don't want to." He followed her out where Mike was. "You want to?" he mumbled and, following it, sighed.
He followed Mike and Stella down the hallway to Stella's room. When he entered, Boss looked around it. Most of the things were girly colors like pink, purple, and blue. Some things were different colors, like white, red, and green, but there were barely any of those colors or any other color. It had a cathedral ceiling that had few lights in it, but there were loads of lamps. There was a gargantuan window that was rounded at the top with windows that stretched upward beside it. Stella had a bed with a canopy that was tucked in the corner. There were loads of decorations that had to do with anything pink, purple, and blue.
After a minute, Mike said, "I came down here to play pool and that's what I'm going to do!"