Located at a two person stone harbor table that was enshrouded by shade from the suspended trees that the small outdoor place provided was Blake and Yang, both of the females blithely laughing to themselves as they disregarded their surroundings since most of the people had chosen to pick a table inside the actual restaurant while Yang convinced Blake to pick the outside patio since it was a favorable day to be outside. Yang was the one who was blatantly laughing while Blake was trying to sedate her laughter since they both had been laughing for a good bit now. "Man, Blake! Sun and your reactions was just absolutely priceless! I thought we were on the same page when I asked you if I could kidnap you for some lunch!"
Blake snorts with laughter a little before she subsequently reached forward on the table and grasped the narrow glass cup that was filled up considerably with cold ice brewed tea that she had ordered earlier when a waiter had come to their table.
After Blake had grasped the cool glass of tea she raised it up to her lips and took a substantial sip of it with the hopes that it moderately calmed her laughter down, and to an extent it did, leaving Blake to be able to speak freely now without having to stop mid sentence. "Well Yang, I surmise that anyone would have had the same reaction I did if they suddenly saw you barging on into the living room with Sun's own beanie covering most of your face such as a ski mask does, before you unlimitedly shoved Sun away and might I say literally picked me up and almost ran into the wall next to the door."
Blake couldn't even begin to ruminate the fact that she had to even say that since she wasn't entirely expecting what had happened back at Sun's house, nor did she foresee the fact that as soon as Yang and Blake had driven a good distance from Sun's house that she would just start laughing as a reaction to her late acknowledgment of the fact that Yang had indisputably just abducted her.
Yang contentedly sighed as she leaned back into her seat and stared at the occasional glimmers that would have shined through the tree's leaves above them. "Well Blake, I think I had just given you the best start to a lunch break, not to mention the fact that you completely agreed with me when I asked you if I could kidnap you for a bit." Yang relishes in the small gust of winds that kept wafting through the patio from the east side of her. "Also I highly doubt that if I were to try casually and walk out of the house with you that Daddy Sun would try to stop me anyway, so I decided, hey? Why the hell don't I just go all out with it since either way Sun might have said no."
Blake quirked her brow in bewilderment of what Yang had just called Sun. "Um, excuse me for a minute, but, 'Daddy Sun?'" Blake attempts to interrogate the issue a bit since she didn't entirely know why Yang had just said that, but all Yang does in response was apprehensively chuckled while she reached her hand up and pushed the beanie that she had taken from Sun's house that had the words 'Rebel' on it and itched at her scalp a little as she tried to think of how she would have explained her situation.
"Um. Well.. You know what? You probably shouldn't question that just yet Blake." Yang tentatively said as she glanced down only to notice that Blake was peering at her with the same confused expression.
"Why is it that you two always, well, I can say this for a fact with Sun, you, on the other hand, have done this a few times already, but both of you always insist that I forget something that one of you had said?" Blake sounded as if she was genuinely curious about why Sun and Yang had the tendencies to push matters off to the side without indicating what they meant nor did they even explain the weird things they said.
"Well Blake, ahem, you see, if you were able to explicitly comprehend what we meant when we said abnormal," Yang lifts her hand to the side of her head a little and spins her finger. "Things, then well I'm going to bluntly tell you right now, right here, that you would regret ever asking. Although Sun's the one, who's got that trait the worst because Sun's just the fun loving crazy clown that everyone likes. Also, can I just say it would be a bit humdrum if we told you everything we said in the group right away when we could just sit here and prolong your confusion until one day you finally understand how our group works, however, do you know why I say that?" Yang croons the last part a little to Blake.
Blake prudently shakes her head a few times since she still was trying to infer how their team worked anyways, but when Blake shook her head, Yang grinned diabolically. "That way, when you understand our ways, you'll be left shivering, cringing, and shuddering at all of the weird things everyone's said, or well, maybe just me and Sun." Yang snickers as she watches Blake give her a weirdly concerned look.
"Should I be concerned with what you just said then? Or should I just be concerned about everything you two will say to me from here on out?" Yang snorts a little at what Blake had just questioned before she shrugged since she didn't know if the whole 'Sun Daddy' issue was worth being concerned of or not, but for Yang that issue felt a bit weird to be talking of.
"Hmm. It mostly depends on the person, which in this case it's you, so, maybe not for what I just said now, but I can't speak for whatever you've heard from Sun. You know, if it makes you feel any better of not understanding too much of the team, I can tell you from the time I was in the same situation of being new around a bunch of asshol- I mean, people." Yang coughs a little when she cuts herself off before she laughed, but the sudden mention of Yang's background caught Blake's attention.
"Well go on then, tell me this story." Blake affably emboldens Yang into telling her the story since Blake was trying her best to fit in with everyone, and she also was simply curious about how the blonde girl could have ever been in her same situation.
Yang places both of her elbows up on the table and straightens her back as she clasped her hands together, using her thumbs to rest her chin on as she stared at Blake, gathering her thoughts together before she spoke up. "Okay, now, don't laugh at what I'm about to tell you, and you'll see why I'm telling you that soon." Blake nods her head a little in understanding before she then rolled her hand a little for Yang to continue. "Well, BMXing wasn't my first actual job, although at that time it was a side hobby since back then I didn't know BMXing could be something I could live off as a living, you know, I didn't know the X-games existed, also TransJam BMX competitions, but instead," Yang paused for a minute and took a deep breath. "I worked in the business department as something that was just awful for many reasons, I mean, pay was great, It just sucked."
Blake was taken back a little from the sudden rise in Yang's voice, but she promptly manages to recover from it and continued to listen to Yang. "It was me waking up and repeating the same boring routines every morning, and I knew that wasn't what I wanted to do because everyone was a really snobby person with their ties and stuff. I mean jeez! Their ties were like little aliens that made them really rude to me because how I dressed and stuff like that, but that wasn't the worst of it because then we had the really not smart people calling my line."
"You worked in the department of business? You know I wouldn't have precisely guessed that first. Would you mind me asking what is it you exactly worked as before you started your career as a BMXer?" Blake solicitously inquired as she watched Yang mess around with her fingers before she popped them with a headshake.
"Nah, it's fine, you can ask me whatever you feel you want to. To answer your question though, I worked as a receptionist for one of Vale's phone companies, because you know I was really confused about what I wanted to do with myself when I graduated college; however, me picking that job was the worst Idea I have ever done. Did you know some people called us for issues that weren't even the company's fault, like say someone dropped their phone in the shredder, okay?" Blake nods her head a few times to Yang. "They would have called me and complained about how the phone was not shredder protected! It was ridiculous!"
Yang lets out a long drawn sigh as the recollections of her time as a receptionist surged through her thought process, manifesting an indiscriminate cringe moment of her past idiotic. "A receptionist? I'm impressed by that since you said it was your first job, although I can also understand why you would feel out of place or order there."
Yang scrunched her eyebrows down a little before she glanced down to her attire that was a black casual shirt that had a stop sign on it along with other colorful prints and some jeans as usual, but for some reason she suddenly felt dismayed by what Blake had just said. "Uh. Blake? Was that supposed to be a scornful comment or what..?" Yang felt a bit unsure of how she should have felt about what Blake had just said or the deadpan expression Blake had at the moment, but as soon as Blake realizes that she had just made Yang uncomfortable, she clarified what she meant.
"No, not specifically since to be honest with you Yang, I have yet to make inferences on you for the fact that so far you have been nothing but amiable. I had not said that off of your looks either, but instead I was simply articulating the fact that I could understand the feelings of being out of place somewhere." Blake says in a spirited manner that was calm and collective while Yang relaxed her shoulders a little bit while she simultaneously let out a relieved sigh.
"You know Blake, I actually had made one assumption of you so far," Yang says in a tranquil tone that manages to entice Blake's interest since she was curious about what the blonde girl thought of her so far.
"And what might that one assumption be so far Yang?" Blake had inquired softly before she noticed a young boy that was dressed in the same uniform as the waiters had walking towards their area and table direction with menus and silverware that was wrapped up in a napkin.
"My strong assumption of you is that you're a really enigmatic type of person. You're drastically different from the normal people I've hung out with; it's a really weird change in pace? You just, in general, and like you said, I'm not exactly about to say this to offend you, but, you don't seem like the type of person who would want to hang out with people like us or want to do BMXing. But even though I've said all that, I'm pretty much enjoying your company here." Yang chuckles a little since she probably had sounded like a hypocrite to an extent.
Blake smiles a bit at the blonde's assumption before she input her own sentiment to their conversation of their speculations of each other so far upon meeting. "Likewise Yang." Yang smiled broadly at Blake's simple, yet empathetic reply, however, just as Yang was about to speak up again to start a new conversation with Blake, she heard the young boy cough a little, gathering both of the female's attentions.
"Huh? Oh. What's happening?" Yang greets the boy.
Blake suddenly makes a peculiar face at what Yang had just said, and she somewhat glances over to the blonde who was seeming pretty serious about her greeting. "Hello. I will be your waiter for the time being since our other waiter that had served you earlier had to leave." Yang peered chronically at the boy but didn't say anything while Blake nodded her head. "These are your menus and silverware, when you find what you need, just wait and I'll be back in a bit."
The young boy began to meticulously place each of their menus and silverware in front of them before he nodded his head as a sign that he was leaving, but just as he tried to walk off, Yang's hand darted out and grabbed the back of his shirt a little before she began to pull him back to the side of their table with a scowl. "Woah there squirt! You can't just leave so soon! You're forgetting what waiters do before they leave a table. Look, I can tell you're new here or something, and if that's what you've been doing here, might want to fix that."
Yang had only guessed that the boy had just been hired by the restaurant since she happened to go there often, and not once had she seen the boy's face. Yang had her favorite restaurant while Ruby had her favorite cafe, the sisters had pinpoints all around their side of Vale, each of them claiming places theirs as an inside game. "The lunch special, I'm curious of the lunch special." Yang had waited for a good few minutes for the boy to start telling it to her, but once the third minute passed, Yang settled for telling the boy of what she was asking for.
Yang's minor helpful push made the boy 'ooh' a little before he lumberingly reached his hand down into one of the pockets that was on his uniform and began to delve through it for the lunch special, although it only takes the boy a minute before he pulled out the paper and read the names of the two specials. "Today at um, Daylight Novail, the chef himself is serving the two special choices, which is chicken satay with peanut sauce, and pork sandwiches."
Yang suddenly got the feeling that Blake was peering at her, and she grinned since the other woman most likely was. "You know what Squirt? I'm feeling really experimental right now, so I think I'll go with that chicken and peanut stuff, because, it has peanuts in the word, and in my book," Yang places her hand on her chest for a minute before she silently turned back to the menu that was placed in front of her and picked it up. "That means it's going to be good. Peanuts, how could you go wrong with that?"
Yang snorted a little before she placed the menu back into the boy's hands who was reluctantly taking it back from her, but just before Yang could speak again, he tried to convince Yang to slow her roll down. However, it came out as anything but confident since he seemed to stammer from time to time. "Miss, you might want t-to possibly reconsider your order since you have yet to even loo-"
Yang cuts the unfortunate boy off again with a head shake since she already knew what she wanted, and once she had her mind set on something, she wouldn't change it. "Peanut, me, you learn to just go with the flow." Yang picked up her wrapped up silverware in her right hand and handed it over to her left so it was on the same side as the boy, where she then pointed it at him with a scornful expression. "Squirt are you rejecting me my peanut chicken thing?! I find this outrageous being the fact that I am a very loved costumer here, step one, you never question the Yang's food choices, step two, never hate on a peanut lover! Do you know how you could have just hurt my feelings?!"
Yang's voice was now raising as she spoke until the point she was ardently yelling a bunch of stuff about her orders as if she worked there and was giving him the job mottos, but for Blake she had lifted up her menu at some point and was trying not to alarm either of the two since she didn't really like to be a part of big commotions that usually caused people to look over. "M-Miss! I'm sorry, please just calm down, I'll go put your order in right now." The boy quickly scampered off to go tell the chef Yang's order while Yang hollered out to the boy.
"Tell pa Joey that I said hi!" Yang's demeanor went back to it's cheerful ways as she lowered her silverware back down to the table with a contented sigh.
"What on earth did you just order Yang?" Blake gradually lowered her menu back down to the table since Yang's peanut uproar had finally ended. "And I didn't know you liked peanuts so much.." Yang snickers a little before she waves her hand a little up in front of her to dismiss the idea from Blake's point of perspective.
"I don't precisely like peanuts too much, I'm actually more of a Nutella kind of woman." Blake quirks a brow since Yang had just started to yell at a boy for peanuts, and now she was saying she didn't even like them too much, but Yang manages to spot quickly Blake's confusion and grins more. "I just really like expressing things passionately, and what better way of telling him my order then passionately yelling? It wasn't like I was actually resentful, psh, nope, I'm a cool person, but he tried to walk off without giving me special names."
Yang tried to rationalize her actions of messing with the boy as a joke, but Blake just blinked a few times at her without saying anything. "Oh, and to answer your question of what I ordered.. I don't exactly know what I ordered. He didn't give me a chance to be honest." Blake lets out a protracted sigh as she looked at the table for a minute before she looked back up to Yang.
"He tried to Yang."
"He tried really late? Plus I'm talking about when he first walked over here towards us. I could have passed up some really appetizing peanut surprise stuff! The thought of that almost could make me shiver, Blake, although if you'd like I can apologize to the boy?" Yang questions since she didn't know if she somehow messed up with Blake's perspective of her.
"Yang I think you startled the kid." Blake mumbles to Yang who was unrolling her silverware from the napkin with a rueful expression such as a kid would do when they tried to concede the truth of what they did, which Blake was starting to see why Sun requested her to watch Yang earlier.
"I think I in reality petrified the boy, but then again can we both just admit at the age he looked like that a heap of junk could have made him nervous? I mean, teen years were the most weirdest times of our lives right? I think in a teen's life everything could instantly drop to the worst of moments like you get all these weird new experiences, and it's just a trauma itself. We all were losers at one point of our lives."
"So you're telling me things can't go wrong right now since we are the adults?" Yang exhaled a tedious breath as she put on a thoughtful and pensive expression since Blake had somewhat managed to retort what she had just said right away.
"Well of course things can go bad right now. It's life, however, I suppose we learn as we go and whatever we used to think was absolutely terrifying as a teen, we are able to overlook as an adult and just pass on the knowledge? Yeah! See! So I did that kid a helpful act, and if fate tries to stop me from doing what I need, I'm able to turn around and give it a good smack down! I'm always ready for everything, nothing could surprise me!" Yang fervidly says as she smiles happily at Blake since she felt pleased with herself for what she had just said.
"Hmm. Okay, I suppose I could work with that although you are quite the enterprising person Yang." Yang's energy gradually becomes confined by capricious feelings of diffident, which caused the blonde to feel a little bit conflicted with herself for the reason that it left her feeling a little weak in a way.
"I am? I mean," Yang lifts her hand to her face and rubs at it a little since she couldn't believe that she had just asked that. "Yeah, I suppose I am, but someone's got to be a conversation holder, and I guess that's what I do? Uh, so Blake? You found anything you want to order yet? I can't exactly look myself since I've already given my menu up, but, just figured you've found something by now."
Blake glances up from her menu that was laid out in front of her and nodded her head a couple of times. "Oh. Cool cool, so, mind me asking whatcha getting?" Blake turns her menu upside down before she pushed it forward toward Yang's side of their table and allowed the blonde girl to slide it the rest of the way towards her before she picked it up and scanned the menu.
"The meal I was contemplating on getting was the hummus and grilled vegetable wrap." Yang's eyes scoured around the menu for a minute until she ultimately managed to spot the meal Blake was talking of, however, upon scrutinizing the meal Yang noticed that it was the cheapest thing on the menu, and at some point Yang's face turned to a small scowl that wasn't directed towards anything, nor did Yang realize what she was doing until Blake spoke up in question. "Yang? Is something wrong?"
Blake's voice manages to snap the blonde woman out of her dazed like state, and she glanced back up to Blake, who was staring at her in concern. "No.. I'm fine, I just noticed that you ordered something that looked kind of really low-priced, and it kind of looks like one of those healthy meals that you order when trying to be nice, but instead of it being lettuce, it's an um, burrito." Yang negligently reached her hand into her pocket and began to fumble for her wallet that only took a second to find, however, upon the process of having to pull the wallet out, Yang nearly drops it onto the ground, but she quickly managed to catch it. "Uuh."
"Yang?" Blake questions the blonde girl who was digging through her wallet before she watched as Yang pulled out her money. "..."
"Blake, I took you out for lunch to eat, and if you want something a little more lavish, then thats fine! I've got the money, don't worry about being polite with me, because trust me, I've had to pay for our teams get together meals and oh man do they eat like pigs." Yang pushes the money back into her wallet before she also placed her wallet back down into her pocket. "Get something appetizing if you want.. Likeee.."
Yang flipped through the menu's pages in engrossment for something that looked appetizing since she wasn't entirely sure if Blake had just been being courteous or what, but Yang didn't want Blake to think that she had to order something that was low budgeted. "Oh, this looks pretty good Blake," Yang mumbled as she spun the menu back around to Blake before she pushed it forward towards the other woman with her finger pointed at a meal box of that contained what Yang thought was roasted pork, but as soon as she spots that, her eyes manage to spot something else on the menu that Blake might have liked. "Or you can get this?" Yang's finger slides across the menu to varieties of different meals while Blake's eyes followed Yang's finger around it. "I hear these are pretty good.."
Blake after a few minutes of countenancing Yang's recommendations, she finally spoke up in a prudent tone since she knew Yang was only trying to be nice to her. "Yang, it's not the fact that I'm ordering this out of courtesy if that's what you think I am doing, but instead I simply don't eat a lot." Blake painstakingly nudged Yang's finger off her menu for a second before she turned it back to the page that had what she wanted, but after Blake did that Yang haltingly lowered back into her seat with a flushed tinge to her cheeks from what she had just done without considering a few things.
"Fun facts then I guess huh? Okay, I can understand that, but can we both just concede in the fact that what you're orde-" Blake impedes Yang's sentence since she already knew what Yang was about to say unequivocally without even having to think about it.
"Yang I know, and I'm fine with it." Both Yang and Blake both were abruptly interrupted by the sound of clings and a bunch of noises that sounded as if someone was muttering a lot while approaching them, and as soon as Yang turned her head towards the cause of the ruckus, she saw the same waiter boy incompetently staggering toward their table with a tray that had the chicken that was wrapped around a stick on a plate while also a tiny little plastic container that must have been encompassing the sauce.
Yang watched the boy approach them in diversion while Blake was keeping an eye on the blonde woman since she didn't know what Yang was about to do now. "I understand that he's trying to not spill the sauce, but this kind of is making me cringe Blake," Yang grumbled as the boy finally made it to their table and attentively set each item that was on the tray in front of Yang who was rubbing her hands together in bliss since the smell of everything was delightful to her. "Thank you kiddo."
Blake watched as Yang's expression livened as she picked up a small yellow sticky note off of the side of the plate and read it, but before she could question what Yang was reading, the young boy turned to Blake expectantly. "Oh, sorry, I'll just have the hummus and grilled vegetable wrap, please." The young boy nods his head as he tentatively wrote down what Blake wanted on his notepad that was full of waiting orders and smiled to Blake since she was much easier to deal with than Yang.
"Alright, I'll be back with your order in a bit." The boy nimbly reeled around and began to tread back towards the gate that led out of the outdoor patio and into the area that led back into the actual restaurant, leaving both Blake and Yang to themselves again, but as soon as the boy was gone, Blake heard Yang snickering at something while she lowered the note back down to the table face down.
"Hmm? What's so funny?" Blake inquires with a quirked brow, and Blake's question instantly manages to catch Yang's attention again.
"Joey, the chef and manager of this place, is being irrational in the kitchen." Yang scoffs a little; however, it was more of an action that was good-natured than anything. "He wants me to go visit him in the kitchen since I've been somewhat busy this past week, so I haven't been able to drop by and see him, although I'm mostly laughing at the fact that he called me a yellow belly chicken." Yang chuckled a little more after she had said that since she couldn't be serious with him when he said strange words such as that.
Blake couldn't help but to smile a little as Yang continued to chuckle while she fiddled with her food to get everything set up so that she didn't have to lean over to grab stuff, but after Yang had everything set up, she grabbed one of the chicken stick's ends and lifted it up and stared at it for a minute before she then glanced over to the sauce with a pondering expression. "Hmm.." Blake lifted her elbow onto the table a little and laid her cheek down on her knuckles as she watched the blonde girl glance back and forth at the two.
"Oh screw it," Yang said as she gingerly reached her right hand over towards the sauce while her index finger was pointed out and dipped it into the sauce, which afterwards she then swiftly pulled it out and brought it over to her lips. "Just testing this by the way!" Yang mumbled before she stuck her finger in her mouth and sucked the sauce off to see if she liked it, but as soon as she tasted the sauce, her eyes widened for a minute before they returned to their normal size.
"Yang, you do know that the chicken is what is supposed to be dipped in the sauce? Not your finger?" Blake amusingly says.
"This mission was originally a taste and see if I like it, but I've got to hand it to my hand for making this taste like me, which already just luscious, and then while also having this really good sauce! I mean, I'm sucking tiny cell me's off my finger." Yang mumbles as she pulled her finger out of her mouth only to repeat her action again. "I don't think my mouth will accept it on the chicken anymore." Blake watches as the blonde girl finally moves the chicken over towards the sauce before she lowered it into it and began to roll the chicken around it until it was completely covered.
Yang lifted the stick up once again and moved her hand under it since she might have rolled too much of the sauce onto the stick to the point were a little of it was dripping off onto the palm. "Yang, that's a lot of sauce, it might not be a goo-" Yang hastily moved the stick towards her mouth and took a big bite before Blake could finish her sentence, "good.." Blake's sentence slowly came to a halt after that as she heard Yang make a delighted hum. "Well.. I'm assuming you liked it anyway?"
Yang nodded her head to Blake a few times as she chewed the chicken for a moment before she continued to take another bite, trying to stop chortling at how she must have looked to Blake. "This isn't right, but," Yang swallowed before she lowered the empty stick down to her plate and grabbed the unrolled napkin and wiped her mouth. "That was really insane; the taste is actually extremely weird, and I can't explain it. I like it! But it's confusing. Blake, I know you've already ordered and stuff, but I need you to taste some of this, because I'm not sure if this is exactly what my mouth was expecting to come in contact with or even taste."
While Yang was talking about the weird taste of the sauce she had picked up another chicken stick and repeated her earlier actions, however, this time she cut back on the sauce since she didn't know if Blake would have liked it anyway. "One bite!" After Yang had covered up the stick she raised up a little in her chair and leaned over the table towards Blake's side with her arm extended, but all Blake does to Yang's action was make a low guttural groan before she tried to look past the chicken in her face.
"What did you exactly expect from peanut sauce Yang?" Yang suddenly freezes once Blake asks that since she didn't exactly know what she even expected from it besides possible actual peanuts.
"Um. Uh? You know what Blake, to be frank with you, I have no clue what I was expecting when I ordered this. Although Nutella was essentially on my mind when I did order it, so maybe some weird Nutella and peanut hybrid baby of some sort? Also, could you just take this stick out of my hand? People are giving us looks. Also, my arm is starting to hurt, so you know? Any moment now would be great." Blake notices Yang's arm was shaking to an extent, and she sighed since it didn't look like Yang was going to let her go until she took it.
"Okay, fine, but before I actually taste this, what am I expecting? I wasn't the one who ordered this, and you make it sound as if it's not peanuts, so what am I about to taste?" Blake voluntarily lifts her hand up and takes the end part out of Yang's hand while Yang grins before she lowered back down into her own seat, satisfied.
"Well, expect an aberrant taste to just literally explode in the flavors as soon as it touches your tongue, it's got that saucy tang to it that somewhat might resemble crushed peanuts? Not entirely sure on that, but yeah, just expect everything from everywhere." Yang couldn't help but chuckle as she explained what Blake was about to eat since everything for her was just odd.
Yang watched as Blake apprehensively lifted up her index finger to her hair and pushed it back so that none of it got into the sauce as she turned the stick to the side and brought it to her mouth. "..." Blake took a bite of the chicken while Yang peered at her sanguinely, but Blake's expression soon became one of bewilderment that was also somewhat impressed. "Oh." Blake took another bite of the chicken, most likely trying to understand the flavor just as Yang had done.
"See Blake?! That sauce is witchcraft! By that I mean the sauce is just really confusing, and you can't stop eating until you figure out the taste. Those types of foods man, those, types, of, food. Crazy huh?" Blake looks back up to Yang, who was still grinning at her confusion.
"I suppose I could see what you mean by the taste being hard to mark exactly as one thing, let alone peanuts.." Blake discreetly mumbles as she peered at the remaining chicken that was still covered in the peanut sauce, but Yang was simply arrogantly relishing in the delight of proving to Blake that the sauce was, in fact, odd.
"Yeah, I know, but anyway," Yang forges a small cough, which manages to make Blake look up to her spontaneously, however, as soon as Blake does that, Yang galvanizingly said something that made some part of Blake freeze before she then intuitively spoke what first came to her mind. "Are youuu ready Blake? Flavor name! Now, go!"
"Tangy barbecue?" Blake abruptly freezes again once she realized what she had just said, however, she also perceives Yang who had immediately turned her head away from her with both of her hands covering her face, but Blake could still hear Yang laughing at her response since when Blake had said her answer, she sounded ardent and very confident about her answer.
"Oh my god.. Pff.. Blake.. Why did you just say tangy barbecue? I- I wasn't ready for that.." Yang struggled to properly form a sentence since she couldn't stop laughing at what Blake had just done. "Give me a minute.." Blake gives Yang a minute, and soon the blonde's laughter subsided and she was able to turn back to Blake with a partially serious face. "I'm sorry about that Blake, I just, really wasn't expecting that to be honest since I was thinking it tasted like that spicy buffalo sauce, I mean, that kind of could be confounded since if you think about it long enough, you could understand the similarities, but tangy barbecue. I think the thing that got me the most was the determined expression you made, it was really cute, I don't even think I've seen anyone make that expression before."
Yang wiped the small tear that had formed in her eye from her earlier laughter, but as soon as Blake speaks up, she gradually stopped moving. "Cute..?"
"Yeah.. I mean, well, not 'cute,' I just mean more like, you're expression reminded me of a shocked cat with it's ears back? Not that I'm comparing you to a feline, though? I think?" Yang indecisive said as she was picking up another chicken stick, but instead of eating it, Yang brought it to the sauce and dipped it over and over, feeling inconvenient.
"My.. Expression reminded you of a cat?" Blake was only steadily getting confused by what Yang was trying to say to her again, but she also noticed that the blonde woman was starting to grow flustered by the way she was messing with her food. "Well.. I suppose I'm supposed to say thank you for the compliment?" Blake said since she didn't really grasp the concept of why Yang was getting agitated with herself.
"No, no! I- Gahh! Blake, you're completely misinterpreting what I mean, and when you try to understand it- it makes me seem really rude and stuff! Don't, it was a compliment, I- You know what? Me talking isn't helping my situation, so I'm just going to apologize," Yang pauses for a minute when talking as she was pushing her chair back since she no longer was wanting to stay seated there anymore. "I'm sorry Blake, and now since that's done, mind joining me inside?" Yang questioned Blake, who was staring up at Yang as she rose up out of her seat; however, Blake stayed seated in her spot hesitantly. "Blake?"
"What about our orders? Well, to be explicit, the order that I ordered?" Blake seemed inconclusive as she said that since she wasn't sure if it sounded callous or not, but Blake only was showing hesitation for the fact that Yang was paying for their meals, and she didn't apprehend what Yang wanted inside.
"Heh, well, if you join me," Yang pushes her chair back in under the table before she walked around the table and to Blake's side of it, offering the other woman her hand to help her up. "Then I can have Joey give you your food fresh and toasty, because where we're heading is to the kitchen so we can see the chef! Or in my book, Joey. Now as for my food, Pfft, of course, I'll be taking that with me."
Blake leisurely pushed her chair back and took Yang's hand, allowing the blonde woman to pull her to meticulously onto her feet before she pulled Blake out from the chair and pushed it in for her. "You speak very," Blake lethargically slowed her sentence since she couldn't fluently describe the two relationships just from hearing his name a few times, however, as Yang was leading her towards the gate that exited the patio, she finally answered her with a smile.
"I speak of Joey fondly, because Joey could potentially be seen as a second father for me? You know, telling you this is actually kind of odd, but I mean, I know a lot of people on this side of Vale! And I like a lot of people on this side of Vale, Joey's like in the top 5, and don't ask him how we met. Not a proud moment, but let's just say, I might have waltzed into here thinking it was some place else.."
Yang turned around somewhat so that she was facing Blake, but she didn't let go of the other woman's hand for a specific issue that had resided inside the restaurant, yet while Yang's back was turned she used it to push the door open before she pulled Blake inside. "I'd say Vale over here is pretty tight closed, as in the system of the people, almost like it's a constant little world for us? I thought I probably should have informed you of that, since you know? You lived on the other side of Vale, but if you don't understand now, that's fine, you'll see what I mean soon."
Yang turns back around and pulls Blake to the left side of her, granting the woman the conspicuous view of the populous restaurant that was mostly hosting for the people who had just left work for lunch break, meaning the restaurant was under chaos with people roaming around, however, Yang warded off any suspicious people as she began to pull Blake towards the side of the room where a walkthrough door was, and she hastily pulled Blake through it. "Okay.. I really don't want to deal with him,"
Yang crouched Blake slightly as they began to walk further into the back where all the people who were rushing back and forth to serve people said hi to Yang, leaving Blake fascinated by all the people that Yang seemed to know. "We're here for Joey, so, to the back, go, go!" Yang's eyes suddenly notice that the man she had pointed to earlier was starting to turn around, and she promptly pushed Blake through the door that said kitchen before she rushed in behind her. "Oof!"
"Ack! Yang, you stepped on my foot!" Blake wailed a little in surprise since she wasn't expecting to feel another full grown woman step on her foot with most of her weight.
"Sorry, sorry!" Yang whispered to Blake before she swiftly reeled around and peeked out the door only to see that the man she had pointed at had gone back to work, and she let out a relieved sigh. "Hehe..You must always learn to watch everywhere." Yang grinned calculatingly, but she and Blake both freeze when they heard a man speak up behind them, causing Blake to reel around while Yang stayed facing the door motionlessly.
"Yang? Are you messing with Chris again over here? You know what? I'm assuming those words were directed towards him; however, you do know you mustn't ever say something that you yourself can't even do." The man chuckled more as Blake stared at the man who was wearing a white chef uniform that had the words "Nova" on it in bold print. Blake also noticed that the man was wearing a black bandanna wrapped around his head that slightly confused her, but the man lifted his hand and itched at his scruffy beard as he peered back at Blake.
"Hello." Blake cordially greets the larger man who without delay offered Blake a smile that was just as friendly.
"Well hello to you as well Miss, you must be accompanying Yang since you're back here." Blake nods her head to the man a few times before she heard Yang ecstatically call for the man as if she hadn't seen him in forever, however, the thing Yang yowled after that made Blake chuckle a little under her breath.
"Old man! What the heck are you doing away from the stove? Not that I'm not oh so glad to see you again, but I'm going to make an assumption that you have finally started to become that evil chef you that you had the capacity to do and you're just serving everyone besides your beloved little me burnt food? Oh, and also old man, I'm not taking the credit for coming here to be exact since Blake actually drove me here." Yang looked at the plate that she had brought with her and she gingerly picked up another stick and began to dip it into the sauce before she began eating it, the whole action making Blake stare at Yang since she was literally eating in the middle of a conversation.
"Ohoho, no, I'm afraid I have yet to give into your idea Yang, but instead I've gotten myself an apprentice here since cooking alone can get extremely difficult at times." Joey chortled as Yang continued to eat while she gave him a dirty look.
"Old man are you surreptitiously trying to retire on me?" Yang lets out a woeful pout as she pointed her chicken stick at Joey. "Because if you retire who's going to make me more of this really delicious sauce? Blake even liked it enough to compare it to that tangy barbecue sauce." Blake's face became a little flushed as soon as Yang mentions her tiny miscalculation before she laughed a little more with the man.
"Well.. The consistency and texture of the two could essentially be the same.." Blake reticently mumbled under her breath in embarrassment of the two laughing at her mistake, however, her being closer to Joey he somewhat manages to hear her and was quick to allay his laughter and redirect it to make Blake feel less embarrassed. "Well, Blake, I will say you had gotten the tangy part right, although I'm unequivocally sure that Yang had guessed something even more ridiculous."
Blake smiles a little more again before she nodded her head to answer the man's question. "You could say that I suppose." Yang gasped at the two tag teaming against her and was quick to defend herself.
'Hey! Don't call me ridiculous old man! And Blake, I wasn't laughing at you, I was laughing at the barbecue!" Yang tried to clarify the confusion, but Yang's jaw drops to an extent as Joey benignly patted Blake's shoulder as he began to walk her further into the kitchen, leaving Yang alone standing at the door, however, the only thing that manages to snap Yang back into reality was when someone on the other side of the door accidentally hit her in the back, causing Yang to yelp before she stumbled forward. "Wait! You're stealing my friend/ride!"
Yang began to trudge behind the pair with her shoulders slumped to an extent, listening to the two chat about random thing, although at one point Joey tried to bring up one of Yang's tipsy stories, and that immediately made Yang have to interject. "Did you know Yang's actually two types of people during two different phases? One, she's tipsy, and the other, ohoho.."
"Come on! You're going to give Blake the wrong ideas about me! Which by what I mean Blake, is I don't often drink okay? It's just for crew parties, and parties, in general, but other than that I'm as clean as a fresh car. I'm not an alcoholic, it's just a woman can have fun from time to time, It's all fine!" Yang defensively said as she walked next to Blake, who seemed interested in what Joey had just tried to say about the two phases Yang had.
"Of course it's fine Yang, although when someone can't handle their alcohol correctly, then that's a different story, but anyway, she's right, Yang's not an alcoholic, she just has minor issues when she actually does it," Joey said to the pair as he came to a halt in front of a dish that had a sheet of paper that had a number 8 on it. "But here we are, I was about to send this out to your table, but it looks like you two saved one of the waiters a hassle." Yang peers at Blake order then she looks over to Blake, who was walking towards the plate; however, she abruptly stops when the sound of a ringtone vibrated in her pocket. Blake stops moving and tentatively reached into her pocket for her phone which only took a minute for her to find and pull out to check the caller id. "Got a call?" Joey questions while Yang tries to glance over Blake's shoulder curiously.
"Uhm. Yes.. Could you two excuse me for a minute?" Both of them nod their heads to Blake and she walked off to the side a little to answer the call, however, as soon as Blake left, Joey turned to Yang who was peering at Blake in confusion of what had just made Blake tense a little.
"She seems like a very polite lady Yang.." Joey coughs a little as he said that while he watched Yang gingerly lean against the counter that had pans hovering above it and sigh.
"Great inspection job old man, what about it? You know you don't fool me, so come on, just say what you want." Yang mumbled in exhaustion from a few things that had worn her out earlier.
"I'm just a bit surprised that you brought an amiable lady here. It just doesn't seem like something you would do to be exact, not for the fact that you both are obviously different in every manner possible. Could you blame me for being a little curious?" Joey inquires as he crossed his arms and watched as Yang shuffled around in her spot.
"Differences? Are they that obvious huh? I'd tell you that I'm a wall breaker both literally and mentally, but, to be real here, I feel somewhat compelled to make this work for the team." Joey chuckles at Yang's point of view since it might have been good, but the blonde girl never focused on herself.
"Yang, you've done so much for the team already, and I'm positive that all you had to do for this situation is be nice, but instead you're taking her to the back of my restaurant giving her-her food down from my hands." Yang's ears steadily grew hot as she looked down at the ground and thought about her choice of words since Joey seemed to be up to something. "You're trying very hard right now at something Yang, but whatever it is, I'm not sure of."
"Look, I can't tell you what I'm doing because I've got nothing Joey, I'm just as confused as you are. She's different, and I find it interesting since I've never had friends like her. Ruby said to give her a chance, and that's what I'm doing, and that chance is just the same as any other chance I've given the others. Just think of it as me simply going absolutely with the flow." Yang waves her arm a little while making a little noise that resembled a water tide before she straightened out her arm. "Because everyone else thinks I should give her a chance as well, and I'm cornered."
"Hmm.." Joey goes silent after that since he had honestly nothing more to say since Yang seemed to be telling the truth when she had said she was just trying to be nice to the other woman, and at that moment they both notice Blake lowering her phone back into her pocket before she turned and began to walk back towards them.
"Ayy! Blake, so-" Before Yang could actually get her entire sentence out, Blake interjects.
"Yang, I'm sorry, but I, I mean we need to go right now." Blake seemed a bit anxious when she had said that, but all Yang does was as push off the counter in confusion of the sudden exclamation since they had only been in the kitchen for a few minutes.
"What? So soon? But what about your food?" Yang watched as the woman's expression turned to one of perturb at Yang's questions.
"I don't know.." Blake's rushing was making Yang become concerned for the woman, but both of the two women glanced over at Joey once they heard him cough a little.
"Well, a friend of Yang's is a friend of mine, so If you'd like you could just take the entire dish with you as long as you bring it back soon. We all must understand when things suddenly pop up in our agenda." Blake scrutinizes Joey to try and see if he was being honest with her.
"Are you sure..?"
"Well of course I am sure! Now, it was a pleasure to meet you, Blake," Joey offhandedly picked the plate up by the side before he walked towards Blake and handed it to her with a smile. "And it was great to see you again Yang, this time try to visit us sooner. That means no running off." Joey chuckled as he reeled around towards Yang, who crossed her arms with a broad grin.
"No promises old man; Vale's got places that are neat, and those are the places I've gotta be." Joey rolled his eyes at the blonde's arrogant facade, but right after Yang had said that she let out a low groan before she walked forward and tightly hugged the man. "Ah I'm just pulling your leg, I'll try to drop by more as long as you've got the goods."
Blake watches the pair hug for a few minutes before Joey patted Yang's back and made the blonde woman let go of him. "Alright you two, I'll be looking forward to seeing you both more, but until then cheerio." Both Yang and Blake watched as Joey turned around and began to trudge back further into the kitchen, leaving the two females to themselves once more for the day.
"I suppose we should start heading out now as well, so just tell me your address and I'll drop you off at your place." Yang expeditiously reeled around with a scowl before she mouthed out the word 'bike.' "Ah, well, once I'm back I'll pick up your bike from Sun's house and drop it back off at yours okay?" Yang's shoulders slump at the news that she wouldn't have her bike until Blake had gotten back from wherever she was heading.
"Okay, fine, well, I live on-"
Back at Yang's house.
Blake's car exhaustion rumbles as she pulls it into Yang's driveway before she placed her car in park and turned the radio down so she could properly speak to Yang now that she was dropping her off finally. "Yang.. I'm really sorry about this; it's just I've got a few things to get and handle on the other side of Vale." Blake sincerely tried apologizing to Yang again since she felt somewhat guilty; however, Yang raised her hand as she leaned down and picked up the bag that she had bought earlier.
"It's fine Blake; you can really stop apologizing about this." Yang glances over to Blake, who was reluctantly deciphering what she should have said next since Yang had taken the time she could have spent doing something else with her only for her to simply leave. Yang lets out a little sigh. "I had enough fun for one lunch to last me, Blake, so I don't know why you're apologizing since I'm thankful you accompanied me to lunch. We might have to do that sometime again soon. Who knows, maybe next time we can invite the whole Flame Kickers clan." Yang chuckles a little at that idea. "Mostly it'll be during dinner since those guys will lose it in a way."
Blake's grimace look soon slackened, and a small smile formed on her lips as she nodded. "That sounds like an interesting time that I look forward to, and I also must thank you for treating me to lunch and introducing me to your friend." Yang takes a deep breath as she nodded her head to Blake.
"Yeah, it was no problem at all, um, but anyway, I'm not going to continue to hold you up here any longer since you've got a bit to drive if you're heading back over to the other side of Vale for a bit." Yang pushes her door open and leaned out of the car while Blake simply watched as the blonde woman was quick to turn around to shut the door, however, just as Yang nearly shut the door, Blake hastily said something.
"I had a good time as well." Yang froze for a minute before she silently nodded her head again and shut the door. Blake put the car into reverse and Yang watched as Blake's car back out of her driveway and she waved to Blake as she pulled out until she was back on the road facing towards the right side of the street.
"She enjoyed herself.." Yang's eyes followed the car as it began to drive off down the road, relishing in the strange feeling of happiness of knowing that she managed to allow Blake a good time for what appeared to be her first time on the south side of Vale. "I guess that's a score for me on the first impressions huh? Cool." Yang snorts a little before she reeled around and began to walk towards her door while pulling out her phone to see if Ruby had called her yet, but there were no missed calls or anything, so she assumed Ruby was still at work. "Looks like its time for a nice old power nap, and by that I'm going the hell to sleep, it's been too much for whatever time I've been awake."
Yang yawned and stretched as she reached the doormat of her home that said 'welcome' on it. "Home, oh quiet home.. How I need to buy a very loud stereo for you."
Building up the bumblebee shippers over here, don't mind me, I feel this story should just be the song of everyone's gay heart, so even Bumblebee will be a build up. Now I'm on the topic of Bumblebee right here so.. EXPLANATIONS ON THIS SIDE GO- Yang is stubborn and always hesitant in making her life decisions, I'll explain more on that later, Blake? She's not shy, she's not timid, Blake can deal pretty well with crowds, she just doesn't prefer them. Everything in this story is MIXED up with canon so expect crazy groups, I mean, REN, EMERALD, VELVET, AND WEISS BEING FRIENDS?! I've already lost my mind, but in the good way. (-Pure probably failed on the two request-)
Okay! Next few chapters! We'll be doing patterns hopefully, so next is white roses get together. Time frames are hating me, so we've got to break it with a hammer because after Whiterose is reversed bumblebee! Meaning we go back 2 days before the white rose get together, and trust me, this idea I have for combining these time fractures are pretty neat. I've got this, so next few chapters are going to be me hammering stuff.
We're quickly slapping explanations out of the way, so I want to say I still really enjoy writing the Bumblebee side is much more wild. Don't worry, we're all getting smacked by the gayness of this fanfic, Blake and Yang killed my heart writing this, and it hurt.
ONWARD WITH NORMAL PROCEDURES! Next chapter will be sponsored by Emerald! Your favorite troll host, so, until then, grab your Emerald merchandise and question yourself this very important question. What's next in this song of hearts? Have a great night or day everyone.