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The infamous Gordon Ramsay greeted them at the front of the restaurant; the signature crinkly eyebrows hadn't made an occurrence since nobody had pissed him off yet. He actually seemed quite welcoming and friendly, the epitome of a sleeping demon.
"Hello everybody. I hope you had a nice ride, because the rest of the trip isn't going to be quite as peaceful."
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Xanxus roared.
"You want me to remain WITH THESE FUCKING TRASH IN A CONTAINED SMALL AREA AGAIN!"
"Well yes, you're going to calmly get the fuck back into the car and have a nice peaceful ride to the theater," Gordon Ramsay replied sternly, with the crease in the forehead appearing steadily.
Tsuna mentally scoffed, the trip hadn't even been peaceful between two fighting maniacs. It was as if he had been trapped in a zoo with starved animals.
"Well to start things off how about we start things off nicely by going to see a movie at one of Los Angeles' most VIP THEATERS.'
It was annoying that they kept being thrown back and forth and not actually cooking (or starting the competition), but one usually complies with Gordon Ramsay's wishes.
The entire theater appeared to have been reserved for the group. Tsuna was shocked by the classiness of the theater.
It was like high school all over again, scene: cafeteria, objective: finding where to sit.
Hibari and Xanxus had already decisively decided to sit in isolation. Mochida was a douche, a definite no. The girls had already grouped, sitting together.
"Ah, Tsuna! Come and sit next to me!" Yamamoto called. Saved by a friend Tsuna rushed over to the seat, smiling. Admittedly, sitting next to an irritated cursing Gokudera, who had purposely distanced himself, wasn't exactly a positive element but better than risking his life by sitting next to Hibari. Tsuna would practically by the sacrificial lamb, all bound and seasoned ready to be cooked.
The movie started once everyone was relatively settled down.
"Hello! It's Haru Miura-desu! I may just be a culinary student, but I have the skill to kick ass. In my free time, I like to go to the café with a friend and try new cakes."
"Yo, wassup? Mochida Kensuke in the house! You guys better be ready to waste a few weeks of your life, because Imma be taking this position. I wouldn't blame you for running away now, and ladies I'm single! I'm in this competition so I'll be able to support my baby girl right here. Mochida was sitting on a brand new couch, lifting up a crying infant. In the distance a faint KENSUKE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO YOUR LITTLE SISTER! Well guys get ready for me to kick your asses."
Tsuna cringed at the blatant lies and attempted failure of a gangster voice in the video. It was watching a spoilt brat, aiming for sympathy and badass, ending with pathetic. It wasn't even an introduction, no new knowledge was learned.
"I'm Hibari. First name irrelevant. I'm a carnivore and all of you are herbivores. No crowding or you'll be bitten to death. Don't break the rules or you'll be bitten to death. I'm a head chef." A brief introduction that fit Hibari's personality. Tsuna mentally giggled.
Xanxus appeared on the screen, dressed professionally.
"Hello everyone. I'm Xanxus Vongola, one of the heirs to the Vongola Corporation. However, I'm not inheriting so I'm in this fucking competition just as all of you trash are. I've been the sous chef at a renowned restaurant, so be prepared to be annihilated."
It was dead silent in the theater. Vongola was one of the largest corporations around with many hotel and restaurant didn't act like pompous elite, not the politest, yet still down to earth. There were rumors of an illegitimate heir to the company though, so it could be…?
The next video clip started before the trail of thought could continue.
"Maa, maa. It's Yamamoto Takeshi. I love playing baseball. I work as a cook at my dad's food truck: TakeSushi. I wish to win this competition so I can help support my dad. It's been tough ever since my mom died." Yamamoto looked away for a second. "Well, I'm sure all of you guys are also great competitors so let's keep this fair and have fun, neh?" Tsuna pat Yamamoto's back.
"You're a good person, Yamamoto-san." Yamamoto smiled, though it didn't seem genuine.
"Aren't we all?" Tsuna decided to leave the topic alone. Gokudera scoffed next to them.
"Greetings, my name is Hana Kurokawa. I'm a talented chef and I'll prove it, by winning this competition. The position will launch me to true glory from my current dismal position as a line chef. You monkeys better not get in my way."
Oh no. "H-Hi m-my name is Tsunayoshi Sawada, b-but you can just call me Tsuna. I-I've never really worked professionally as a chef, but I've worked as a waiter at a restaurant? For a short- term though, since they got tired of all the broken plates…My clumsiness has improved though, so don't worry! I wish to win this competition because I love cooking. It's my life's greatest passion."
Tsuna groaned, oh how naïve that video was. If he knew of all the experienced chefs he'd need to compete with, he would have never bothered auditioning.
"Tsuna! You're so cute!" Yamamoto said cheerfully pulling at his cheeks.
"You barely look like you've gone through puberty."
"Yamamto, please stop."
"But it's so fun!" Yamamoto continued pulling his cheeks, smiling genuinely.
"I'm glad you're truly happy now. Yamamoto-san please don't force yourself to be happy all the time. I also apologize if I'm being too forward with my words."
Yamamoto looked taken aback by Tsuna's words, suddenly stopping pulling and frowned suddenly. There was a pause, and then he let out a glowing smile while ruffling Tsuna's hair.
"You're truly interesting Tsuna."
The video finished but suddenly the screen was turning, and the group was met by a screaming crowd.
Gordon Ramsay stepped in front of the screen, like a lion waiting for his prey to jump into his vicious jaws.
"I hope you enjoyed the slight break, because now the fun will truly start."
Sorry for the lack of cooking so far guys! This chapter was definitely very dialoguey. The competition will truly start in the next chapter.
Would you guys feel more comfortable if I made Gordon Ramsay one of the Katekyo Hitman Reborn's characters? I could make him Lal Mirch or Reborn instead. Additionally, any suggestions on who exactly should be on the girls' team? I'm truly debating whether Bianchi should be in it.
Anyways, thanks for reading! Cake will be given for reviews! (or else imma go on strike!) Though make sure you still eat your veggies, especially carrots! They're good for your vision!