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Christopher was so happy he could almost squeal. All the heirs, sitting at a table covered in his food, and Enjoying it! Sure, the king of Idalia had requested him more than once, but this was all of them under one roof! Over the few weeks he had to prepare for them, he had studied emencily on each other's culture and food preparation. He didn't want to dwell on the fact that he had pulled many all nighters, or that he had fallen asleep practising many times. Instead, he enjoyed the moment he had standing in the kitchen door.

After a few moments, he walked towards the table and smiled. His white chef's outfit had barely any stains at all, while his kitchen hands were covered in them. He had made sure that his bandana had been pushed back far enough to keep his hair out of his face and the food, but it needed to be tightened after hours of moving his body around. He sucked in a quick breath and spoke to the future leaders.

"Good afternoon everybody. I am Head Chef Christopher." He bowed slightly, hoping that the fact he was probably only 2 years older than most of them wasn't known. "I hope the food fits each of your personal tastes. If you need anything, I shall be in the kitchen awaiting your order." He turned around, and then remembered. "Oh! I just forgot. I will be your caterer and chef over your stay here, and am hoping that we will get along perfectly." He smiled in his happy, bubbly way and walked away, back to the kitchen. What he didn't realize was by saying that he was their food preparer over their stay also had the double meaning of: i'm making your food, so please don't piss me off.