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In Appreciation of a Steak
0 ReviewsBowser and Peach have dinner together.
In Appreciation of a Steak
Peach sat on her chair looking quite uncomfortable. The chair was made of wood covered in soft read plushie like material. The pillow fluffy covers were rather comfortable but it wasn't a physical discomfort that she was feeling. She was having trouble dealing with certain emotions that refused to keep quiet and bury themselves in the back of her mind. There she sat across from Bowser.
It wasn't the first time Bowser kidnapped princess Peach and unless she decided to willingly stay, truth be told it wouldn't be the last. This time however things had gone a little bit differently and it all came down to a romantic dinner which was about to begin. While the princess continuously asked herself why she didn't just get up and walk away Bowser simply admired her beauty.
She could feel his eyes on her face even when she was trying to look away. She shifted uncomfortably and looked for an escape route, not necessarily a way out of the caste since she knew she probably wouldn't get too far, but rather a way to avoid dinner. Maybe she could say that her stomach hurt. She did have an odd feeling in her tummy but it wasn't exactly pain.
Soon a koopa troopa waiter arrived with their food. His foot steps quietly echoed in the large stone chamber of the Koopa Castle. A large elegant chandelier hung overhead but it provided no light as the waiter approached the table at a slow steady pace. The only light was produced by a single pink rose scented candle set in the center of their white clothed table.
Finally the waiter arrived and set the plates down in front of each of the table's occupants. Then he set the drinks next to the covered plates until the large golden tray he carried was empty. Peach had looked at the waiter then and said her thanks politely.
As the waiter told her she was very welcome and prepared to leave, he glanced at Bowser who looked like he was asking something with his eyes. The waiter gave a small nod then left.
Peach wondered what in the world that was all about. She decided to let it slide and looked at Bowser waiting for him to uncover his plate. They sat there quietly looking at each other until Peach could wait no longer and in a desperate attempt to end the unusual feeling that accompanied the moment she removed her plate's cover searching for a distraction in her food.
Escaping from dinner was out of the question. Somehow she just couldn't bring herself to get out of it with a cheap excuse. It looked like it was so important to Bowser.
On her plate Peach found a steak. By now Bowser had caught the odd look she directed at him as if wondering why he wasn't eating and removed the cover from his plate as well. It looked like they were having the same meal but Peach couldn't help it but to think that hers was different.
The thought of poison didn't fit in at all. That would be the biggest impossibility coming from Bowser. That's when she realized how safe she really felt. She would deal with those new emotions at her own pace. For now it was time to eat. Maybe after her stomach was full she would be able to think more clearly about everything.
Peach picked up her fork and knife with perfect table manners just as she had been taught. She cut a small piece of the steak and brought it to her mouth savoring its delicious taste. Whatever the recipe was, it was excellent. "This is delicious." She couldn't help it but to say it and besides she wanted the silence to end.
"You know, in some parts of he world if you touch something with your lips and someone else touches it it's like an indirect kiss. I didn't kiss your steak but I did cook it with my fire breath so that must count for something right?" Bowser said.
Peach smiled letting her emotions flow as she started to finally let herself enjoy the candle light dinner for two. "I didn't know you were such a great chef."
End
This is a gift for Razzi.
Peach sat on her chair looking quite uncomfortable. The chair was made of wood covered in soft read plushie like material. The pillow fluffy covers were rather comfortable but it wasn't a physical discomfort that she was feeling. She was having trouble dealing with certain emotions that refused to keep quiet and bury themselves in the back of her mind. There she sat across from Bowser.
It wasn't the first time Bowser kidnapped princess Peach and unless she decided to willingly stay, truth be told it wouldn't be the last. This time however things had gone a little bit differently and it all came down to a romantic dinner which was about to begin. While the princess continuously asked herself why she didn't just get up and walk away Bowser simply admired her beauty.
She could feel his eyes on her face even when she was trying to look away. She shifted uncomfortably and looked for an escape route, not necessarily a way out of the caste since she knew she probably wouldn't get too far, but rather a way to avoid dinner. Maybe she could say that her stomach hurt. She did have an odd feeling in her tummy but it wasn't exactly pain.
Soon a koopa troopa waiter arrived with their food. His foot steps quietly echoed in the large stone chamber of the Koopa Castle. A large elegant chandelier hung overhead but it provided no light as the waiter approached the table at a slow steady pace. The only light was produced by a single pink rose scented candle set in the center of their white clothed table.
Finally the waiter arrived and set the plates down in front of each of the table's occupants. Then he set the drinks next to the covered plates until the large golden tray he carried was empty. Peach had looked at the waiter then and said her thanks politely.
As the waiter told her she was very welcome and prepared to leave, he glanced at Bowser who looked like he was asking something with his eyes. The waiter gave a small nod then left.
Peach wondered what in the world that was all about. She decided to let it slide and looked at Bowser waiting for him to uncover his plate. They sat there quietly looking at each other until Peach could wait no longer and in a desperate attempt to end the unusual feeling that accompanied the moment she removed her plate's cover searching for a distraction in her food.
Escaping from dinner was out of the question. Somehow she just couldn't bring herself to get out of it with a cheap excuse. It looked like it was so important to Bowser.
On her plate Peach found a steak. By now Bowser had caught the odd look she directed at him as if wondering why he wasn't eating and removed the cover from his plate as well. It looked like they were having the same meal but Peach couldn't help it but to think that hers was different.
The thought of poison didn't fit in at all. That would be the biggest impossibility coming from Bowser. That's when she realized how safe she really felt. She would deal with those new emotions at her own pace. For now it was time to eat. Maybe after her stomach was full she would be able to think more clearly about everything.
Peach picked up her fork and knife with perfect table manners just as she had been taught. She cut a small piece of the steak and brought it to her mouth savoring its delicious taste. Whatever the recipe was, it was excellent. "This is delicious." She couldn't help it but to say it and besides she wanted the silence to end.
"You know, in some parts of he world if you touch something with your lips and someone else touches it it's like an indirect kiss. I didn't kiss your steak but I did cook it with my fire breath so that must count for something right?" Bowser said.
Peach smiled letting her emotions flow as she started to finally let herself enjoy the candle light dinner for two. "I didn't know you were such a great chef."
End
This is a gift for Razzi.
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