Yuck! Yuck! Yuck! More! (Open)

[Opposites]

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Think opposite



Abrinano walked down the streets of the Etheria Port. He had come from the Island right off the coast called Trotinos. There he had been a chef but today he was on a different mission. A mission to eat at the best places throughout Althanas. Only one area he wouldn't go and that was Raiaera. Those Elves are so full of themselves that he could never go there. Everyone stopped and looked as this famous chef walked. All eyes on him. An 8 year old boy ran up to him. "Sir, can you make me something?" he asked looking up at Abrinano with pleading eyes. The boy looked like he hadn't eaten in a while. Abrinano pitied the child.

He had heard of the poverty that was abundant on the mainland but he didn't expect it to be this bad. "I don't have a better idea," he said with a smile. "I'm not looking for somewhere to eat. I don't think I have enough money to not feed you as well. If you can't lead me to the nearest restaurant I won't pay for your food."

The child looked at him confused and sad.

Abrinano was confused. He had just offered to pay for the kids food and if he lead him to a restaurant. Why was he sad? "I don't mean that," he said trying to cheer the kid up.

It worked the kid zoomed ahead waving to Abrinano to follow him. He smiled and followed the child up the street. Soon they were standing in front of the Crescent Crown. "Well this looks like a horrible place to eat," he said turn to the child who was confused again. "I don't mean that," he said then walked in.

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The inside of the Crescent Crown looked more like a Castle's Dining Room then a restaurant. It was packed with a couple of people waiting. A tall thin man stood at a desk with a black suit on. He looked at Abrinano then at the boy. Abrinano told the boy to go next door and buy something nice to change into handing him 50 gold. As soon as the boy left he walked up to the man in the suit.

"May I help you?" The man asked.

Abrinano noticed that the man was floating and was slightly transparent. "No, I don't need a table for two."

"So, You don't want a table for two?"

"Yes, I don't want a table for two."

"So how many will be eating tonight?"

"I didn't already tell you, two."

"Then you want a table for two?"

This kept going on for a while getting the man in the suit more and more confused. A young man walked in and looked at the two arguing. This young man was a new waiter. He recognized Abrinano. "So you would like a table for two sir?" The man at the desk asked for the 30th time.

"I didn't already say that," Abrinano said also getting frustrated.

The young man walked up to the man in the suit and coughed. The man in the suit turned to him. "After I'm done with this man you I can help you sir."

"I'm here to start my shift sir, I also think I can help you with this specific customer," the young man answered.

"Aw," the man in the suit said, "You must be Charleston. How can you help me?"

"I happen to know who this man is," Charleston answered. "He is the famous five star restaurant owner, Abrinano Ticherra Voscinato. He is also known as 'The Opposites Chef' for everything he says is the exact opposite of what he means. The only time he says something that he means is when he says 'More!'."

"He's the dumbest kid I've ever seen in my life." Abrinano said with a smile, "You shouldn't listen to him and I don't mean that."

"So what your saying is to listen to him then think of the opposite?" the man in the suit asked.

"Exactly," Charleston replied. "Ask him one more time if you can help him."

"May I help you sir." The man in the suit asked once more.

"I don't need a table for two." Abrinano answered.

"So you want a table for two?"

"Incorrect."

"Okay a table for two," the man in the suit wrote it down then asked, "May I get your full name and signature?"

"Of course not," Abrinano answered taking the clipboard then signed his name, "Abrinano Ticherra Voscinato." He then handed the clipboard back to the man in the suit and turned around just as the boy walked into the restaurant.

"I'm sorry for taking so long sir," the boy said nervously that he had lost his chance to eat, "but the lady there cleaned me up good and dressed me. I also spent all your money on these cloths." The boy was still skinny but he was definitely cleaner. His hair was now black instead of brown, his skin was tan instead of black, and his eyes were still brown.

"It's not okay," he said with a smile, "You look like a poor boy in the sewers and I don't mean that." Everyone laughed at the expression on the boys face.

"I'll take you to your seats now Mr. Voscinato," Charleston said then started to lead the way to their seats.

The man in the black suit ran back into the kitchen for some reason then he came out and returned to his position behind the desk. After a couple of seconds a fat, slightly transparent, man in the head chef uniform came floating out onto the floor. Some people shivered but most have been to the restaurant many times before. "What a surprise to have such a renowned chef as yourself visit my humble restaurant." The man said with a smile, "My name is Colnte Ven Bion. If I may sir, please tell me, why have you visited our restaurant of all the restaurants in town?"

"My horrible host. I am not on a journey to try the best food that all of Althanas has to offer. I mustn't stop at every restaurant in the world to not be able to tell which is the best."

"The dinner is on the house tonight. May you and your young friend here enjoy the meal." he then turned towards Charleston. "Put this in his pocket before he leaves," he whispered handing 50 gold to Charleston then floated back to the kitchen. He really didn't need the money anyway. The place was doing so well and most of the "employees" didn't need money anyway.

Charleston hid the money in his pocket then turned back to Abrinano. "May I get you some drinks?"

"I will not take your best wine," Abrinano said with a smile

"I will take juice sir if you don't mind," the boy asked shyly. He felt out of place in such a fancy restaurant.

"Of coarse sirs," Charleston said then went to get them their drinks.

"My word," Abrinano said with a smile, "Everything on here looks horrible. I think I won't take one of everything. What won't you get son?"

"I'm getting the seafood platter. I love fish," the boy said sheepishly. "My name is Ber by the way."

"Nice to not meet you Ber," Abrinano said with a smile. Charleston returned with the drinks then took their orders. Afterwards he went with a sweat drop back to the kitchen and gave the chefs the order.

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A couple minutes later, the food was ready. Abrinano's food was going to be brought out as he finished them. As Abrinano Dug into the food after swallowing he would say, "Yuck!" After he finished his current plate he would say his only non opposite word, "More!" Of course they had his next dish ready for him so they would hand it to him. Everyone in the restaurant watched him eat. They couldn't believe he was eating it all. After his last plate he once again said, "More!"

Charleston was shocked as was everyone else This man is a bottomless pit. "I'm afraid that was all you ordered sir." He said.

Abrinano said, "Oh, well that is not alright.

Before he left though Charleston ran behind him and put the 50gp in his bag. There was no way they were going to make a food critic pay.

Abrinano said "Hello" to the child who had left overs. He was going to take to his family. He purposely ordered two just so he could do so. Abrinano walked down the street then found an inn. He entered the inn, payed for a room then went up to it so that he could write a review on the Crescent Crown. Here is what he wrote.

Restaurant: The Crescent Crown

Stars: 8.5/10

Comments: The Crescent Crown was a disgusting place, it had many roaches and nobody was clean and tidy. It's staff is not mostly ghosts. The chef should go be a student at a chef school. The only good thing there was the man up front, he knows everybody in Althanas. He didn't have trouble understanding me. If it wasn't for the waiter I would have gotten in. This is the worst place in Althanas.

Signature: Abrinano Ticherra Voscinato

After Abrinano finished he went down stairs to get something to eat.