Galaxy Angel: Reloaded
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1, and Paper Mario, for the one reference explained in an afterword, belongs to Nintendo.
Chapter 3- Formal Introductions/The Cooking Contest
"Well, as long as we aren't doing anything, we might as well get to know eachother." Tim stated up front.
"Hmph." Joe scoffed in disapproval. "We're only here for thirty days. I'm not looking to make 'friends' here."
Kirip-san jumped up in disapproval. He slapped Joe in the face multiple times, and hopped onto a seat next to Tim. He said excitedly, "Don't listen to that old guy. He's just shy. My names Kirip-san. I'm from the planet Windurst. Nice to meet you all!" Kirip-san proved to be just as open and ready to be friendly as Tim was, if not more at this point. Maybe it's just Milfie's tea? He continued, "We already know Forte-san, Ranpha-san and Mint-san... but who are the rest of you?"
Milfie wasn't hesitant to say, "I'm Milfeulle Sakuraba. I'm seventeen. I like to cook, it's a hobby of mine. In fact, if you'd like to see..." "Shut up! He didn't ask for your life story!" Forte interrupted. Milfie took it lightly. Forte often acted like that. She chuckled and said, "Okay."
Tim turned to Vanilla and asked, "And who are you?"
There was no answer.
Tim chuckled and said, "Hello?"
"Oh, Vanilla-san! I admire you not to reveal your name to these beasts." said a voice from somewhere near her, but Team Valhalla had no idea where it was coming from.
"Huh? What was that?" Kirip-san said.
"What are talking about 'what was that?'? I'm right here." it said again.
"The doll... talks?" Tim asked in amazement.
Normad yelled in anger and said, "I'm not a doll! My name is MA347612890, GT40785791, 32AS24002, 17924398, TZAS 2000 modular semiconductor type 452963752391 MQT0 GLS-equipped self-computing 0037 293165734285 YGNKTI 0120 YMCA 4126 PPPKG lower-right KKP, 53 Normad. The only thing beyond my infitinite knowledge is why I actually gave you the grace of knowing my name."
Tim flinched and said, "The only parts I got out of that was the thing about the Young Men's Christian Association and the Normad part."
Mint explained, "That's why we just say 'Normad.'"
Tim nodded and turned to Vanilla and said, "So... your name's Vanilla, eh?"
Once again, no response. Pleasing Normad as he says, "That's right Vanilla! Show these monsters you don't need to pay them any attention!"
"My name is Vanilla H." Vanilla suddenly said in response. She then left the room... without Normad.
"No, Vanilla-san! What have you done? Don't leave me here with these deranged psychopaths!" Normad yelled in plea, and suddenly Kirip-san said, "You really should try being a little bit nicer." and Normad screamed in response, "You degenerate, vomitous creature! How dare thee attempt to suggest that I change my ways! You should..." he was interrupted by Forte's heel as she stepped on him and stomped him into the ground.
The mood changed, as the room grew silent. Suddenly, Mint turned to Kirip-san and said, "Uh... Kirip-san... you haven't touched your tea yet." Kirip-san responded, "Oh, yeah. I was waiting for it to get colder. It should be okay now."
Kirip-san took a sip and whirled into a dimension of tastes-good he had never before found comprehensible by any being on the plane of the 3rd dimension. He jumped into the air, begun flapping his large Taru-Taru ears and slowly landed onto the couch. He cheered in approval and hollered, "Wow! This is excellent tea! Thank you, Milfie-chan!"
Milfie chuckled and smiled. She knew her work was appreciated.
Joe broke through and said, "Let me at it!" He took a big old swig of his tea and his eyes widened. Unable to comprehend how good it tasted, he simply dismissed it as "Pretty Good" being as stubborn as he was.
"Heh. Let's see you do better!" Tim chuckled.
Joe swung his large trenchcoat to one side as it rippled in the wind, and he yelled, "Anything they can do, I can do better!"
There was a silence in the room. Everyone stared at Joe as surprised and shocked as can be as Joe yelled, "Milfeulle Sakuraba... I challenge you... to a COOKING CONTEST!"
GASP!
The room was abuzz with comments like, "You can't beat her!" "Joe, what are you thinking?" "God help him." "Milfie's cooking is unbeatable!" "Milfie's always been the best, and will always be the best!"
"I don't care! I challenge you, Galaxy Angel!" Joe declared.
Milfie was blushing and shaking. She was actually nervous, but she accepted the challenge.
LET THE CONTEST BEGIN!
Mint appeared in a striped referee suit, complete with a cap and whistle, and began "I will be the referee in the Milfie's Kitchen Cook-Off. We have Milfeulle Sakuraba of the Angel Brigade versus Joseph Mazzola of the Valhallan Mercenary Team. As per the rules of Milfie's Kitchen, the challenger picks what will be made."
"I want to be the Guinea Pig!" yelled Kirip-san, eager to try more of Milfeulle's cooking. Mint agreed. But after the legal contract was signed, Mint said, "You read it, right?" Kirip-san started sweating and said, "Oh no... what did I not read?" Mint went on to explain, "You're going to have to try first what Joe makes. Then you get to try what Milfeulle cooks."
Kirip-san and Tim ran into a corner of the Kitchen.
Tim was then seen in the corner reading the bible, clutching a rosary in his hand. Kirip-san was seen praying to a large rainbow crystal. They seemed to be saying "Please don't say soup, please don't say soup, please don't say soup."
Joe declared, "Today we will be making... VEGETABLE SOUP!"
The die is cast. Mint has blown the whistle. Kirip-san is sweating profusely as Joe and Milfeulle quickly, but carefully put together thier dishes... 3... 2... 1...
DONE!
Mint approached Kirip-san with the two dishes. She presented him with Joe's ultra-repulsive vegetable soup. Kirip-san agreed to be the Guinea Pig, and he never passes a deal. "I agreed to eat soup... not a Mistake." But, Kirip-san had the fortitude and will to take a bite of the disgusting-looking concoction.
He passed out. One bite of Joe's poorly prepared soup was enough to knock the poor Taru to the ground.
"Oh no, I've killed him!" Joe gasped.
Milfie jumped towards him and said, "Don't worry! My cooking always makes people feel alive!"
She took a big spoon, took a spoonful of her own soup, and fed it to Kirip-san.
An ethereal blue light appeared around him. He began to float into the air. He floated slowly up as his body turned for his feet to face the ground. He landed softly on the floor. Milfie's cooking had revived him.
It was so good... and Kirip-san was so hyper, that Kirip-san jumped for joy and yelled, "It's so good! Milfie-chan wins! Joe is the loser! Milfie-chan is the undisputed champion! THANK YOU, MILFIE-CHAN!"
Milfie started laughing and said, "Thank you!"
Joe stood in misery grumbling, "What did I do this time?" Joe was notorious for being a very good cook... but not when it came to soup. Joe's cooking goal was to learn how to make soup, so sometimes he forgot how bad he was at it and assumed, since it was his favorite thing to make, he would make it all the time.
There was much rejoicing at the triumph of Milfeulle. But as all this was going on, Tim still had his mind on the mysterious attackers. But, now was not the time, apparently.
To be continued...
"Mistake" is a reference to the video game Paper Mario. The "Mistake" was a disgusting item recieved when you supplied Tayce T. with invalid or non-compatable ingredients, resulting in an abnormal dish.
