Ughhh, sorry for the very long inactivity.
But don't worry, this story will be back on being worked on!
Well, here you go, Chapter 2, ready to read!
It's been a day since the young boy named Cricket burst into his home at the worst way possible, and it's his door being broken down by that boy. Perhaps now he would have to do something to calm him down and just forget about what happened yesterday.
"Well, I bet this will be the time to prepare some feast." Mr. Fussy/Persnickety calmly announced.
"Really? Is it time for a break?" A joyful voice yelled in excitement.
Mr. Fussy/Persnickety froze in horror to turn and look that it's the boy who broke his door yesterday. Young Cricket it is!
But, as usual for Mr. Fussy/Persnickety, he kept his cool, and answered, "Yes Mr. Cricket. Just have a seat, and prepare yourself as we will learn table manners while I get the food ready, alright?"
"Right! I won't let you down!" Cricket gleefully replied.
"I do hope so." Mr. Fussy/Persnickety answered back, with a slight hint of annoyance.
It's been a few minutes since Cricket waited for the food while sitting at a table. Maybe another minute has passed. Or maybe an hour! Nah, he's really hungry that it might make him bored to not eat anything.
Or so he thought.
"Well, it's a good thing I keep this in handy before the trip here!" Cricket said, as he pulled out a dumpling from his emergency food bag. He always loves those dumplings ever since he was a kid during his training days.
As a minute passes, Mr. Fussy/Persnickety was back with the food ready, but was suddenly frozen when he saw Cricket already eating a dumpling when it's not time to eat yet!
"MR. CRICKET!" Mr. Fussy/Persnickety angrily yelled, surprising and scaring Cricket for a bit there.
"Ummm... Dumpling? I have another one for you if you want one!" Cricket sheepishly asked, handing out another dumpling for Mr. Fussy/Persnickety.
Mr. Fussy/Persnickety just face palmed in response. "Fine." He mumbled. He took the dumpling from Cricket and took a bite out of it.
It tasted... actually good. "Alright then. I guess those dumplings won't be a problem." He sighed, being greeted with a smile from Cricket.
The food was already set at the table, with Mr. Fussy/Persnickety and Young Cricket sitting in their chairs, facing at the table full of food.
"Now then, if you want to be clean, you must have to put this napkin, wrap it around to where you don't want to get dirty, and make sure it's tight so you don't want it to fall off." Mr. Fussy/Persnickety explained to Cricket.
Cricket did exactly what Mr. Fussy/Persnickety told him to do, with the latter explaining the next part.
"If you want to be very polite, you gotta say "please" if you want something. And always say "excuse me" if you burp. They always gross me out..." Mr. Fussy/Persnickety explained, stuttering on the last line there, because of his hatred for gross behavior.
"And how should we eat?" Cricket questioned.
"Neatly." Mr. Fussy/Persnickety replied. "Besides, if you want the table to be clean, just eat it normal and neatly, and the table won't be a mess at the end."
"Oooooh, I see" Cricket said.
"Now, shall we begin?"
"Yup! Let's eat!"
The feast started out okay, with them just eating and having their drinks. Mr. Fussy/Persnickety knew at this point, Cricket was starting to behave just like him, which makes him smile!
But then the dessert part is when it starts to go downhill.
Mr. Fussy/Persnickety was about to get the dessert ready when Cricket interrupted him. "May I have some dumplings?"
Mr. Fussy/Persnickety looked at Cricket and notices he didn't say please. "Oh dear, did he forget it already?" thought Mr. Fussy/Persnickety.
"I was wondering if you made some, because I have a huge love for those! ...Hey what's that sweet smell coming from?"
Cricket decides to walk to where the dessert was, which is a big 4-layered cake. Mr. Fussy/Persnickety tried to stop him, but it soon got more worse when Cricket then decided on something very bizarre.
"I wonder if dumplings go well with cake?"
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Mr. Fussy/Persnickety yelled in fear as Cricket tries to put the cake in the table and tried to place dumplings in there, only to slip on some spilled water and crash right on to Cricket, and the cake!
It was a big mess in the end, with a mix of cake and dumpling together. Mr. Fussy/Persnickety can't believe that this feast started out so well, only to end in disaster at the end.
Cricket then taste tested the cake and dumpling mix and then said, "Well, it's kinda okay I guess, right fancy guy?"
Mr. Fussy/Persnickety could only weep in response. First the door, now the feast? Is there another way he could get through the day with the young man not ruining his day?
And that takes care of Chapter 2! For Chapter 3, I better think of another scenario for our fancy, clean, and graceful man to go through next, all while dealing with a boy who is trying to ruin his day with martial arts!