“What would you like to Order?”
Maria, the Wife of Mike Ardor, the owner of Ardor Chicken and also acting as a waitress approached the table and asked politely.
“The special feast-fest.”
Sabrina said..and Mary paused for a moment.
She leaned to whisper in Sabrina’s Ear.
“…Sabrina are you serious? My Husband will milk every penny he can out of you.”
Sabrina smirked.
“Are you interested in making a bet? Him against your father.”
Maria, who tried to warn Sabrina was surprised…but then she thought.
‘I tried to warn her…Oh Well…’
“Agreed.”
She was Mike’s wife, and Elton’s mother after all.
Sabrina’s smile widened…and Mary went off to inform her father.
“Alan…let’s make some money.”
She said to Alan, resting her head on her hand…and looked at Alan with shining eyes.
Alan…looking at her thought.
‘…you mean ‘make you’ money…’
He didn’t say it out loud though.
*****
“What? Someone challenged me to a food fight?”
Mike said in astonishment…
“Which ignorant bastard is it?”
He asked, and Mary responded.
“Remember Sabrina? The guy that came with her did.”
“Oho? So he wants to impress her?”
Mike said, making up something completely untrue.
‘Heh…I can embarrass him…and Eli can take the spot…I should lose to Eli purposefully afterward…’
Mike was determined. He was absolutely determined to get Sabrina interested in his son.
“Dad, I don’t think this is going to be as easy as you think.”
Elijah, from the corner, said…whilst Henry slowly nodded.
“Yeah…”
“Are you doubting me, brat?”
Mike asked…annoyed.
“… never mind.”
Elijah shut up after realizing that his father would not listen at all.
“Elijah, make sure to cook good chicken whilst I’m gone.”
“…”
Mike went outside the kitchen and declared loudly.
“Listen Up folks! Someone Challenged me to a Food Fight! THE INFAMOUS FRIED CHICKEN FOOD FIGHT!”
Everyone, whilst a select few who were still staring at Alan and Sabrina, looked at Mike.
“Which ignorant bastard was it?”
“What fool would do that?”
“Is he new to the city?”
The people murmured.
“The one who challenged me is the one over there sitting with the beauty!”
He pointed towards Alan, who waved back.
“Oh…”
“He’s gonna embarrass himself…”
“NOW, Come here lad!”
Mike sat at the biggest table and gestured Alan to come, who did.
“Lets…fucking eat!”
And the food fight would begin.
****
“Place Your bets! Mike Ardor, Or The Young Challenger!”
“MIKE MIKE MIKE!”
Sabrina took the role of the bet dealer joyfully, as she herself placed a huge bet on Alan winning.
The smile on her face was wide…as Alan and Mike continued Eating fried Chicken…Alan eating the food more slowly…as if he was savoruing the taste.
Maria kept count of how many pieces they ate…whilst Elijah and Henry watched in Silence from the Kitchen, Supplying the food.
“I don’t mean to be mean, But your father is going to lose miserably.”
Said Henry…and Elijah remained Silent.
“…”
How could they forget?
Alan was the guy that made Shield’s Kitchen run out of meat.
His famous Meat towers during lunch break, that were piled on his plate were infamous.
The kitchen lady, An A+ ranked awakened…had nearly fainted trying to cook for him. The man could eat and eat that an A= ranked awakened stamina’s and fortitude could not win against him.
They remembered the woman crying…admitting defeat…
“Henry…go check the stock…”
“…sure.”
Elijah said sadly…thinking.
‘…we are running out of Fried Chicken today…’
And his father would be crying when Alan emptied his pantry…and the restaurant would be out of business until Mike could get more chicken.
‘…’
Elijah had a look of despair as he went into overdrive mode…just cooking chicken to satisfy the beast.
Meanwhile, outside the kitchen, he could hear the rants and shouts.
“EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT!”
“EAT! EAT! EAT!”
“Hey, the boy is lasting well!”
“Not for long he isn’t…”
Tears were forming in Elijah and Sabrina’s eyes.
The former of pure sadness and despair, whilst the latter of joy and excitement.
******
‘The perfect amount of thickness…the perfect amount of crispiness…and it’s also flavourful and moist…’
Alan thought as he ate the chicken…his superior taste buds and sense of smell enhanced the taste of the chicken by a dozen.
So flavourful, So moist, So crispy…so juicy!
It was no wonder Ardor Chicken was famous…this chicken was enough to die for!
It was as if he was in his own world… 𝘦.𝘤𝘰𝑚
Enjoying the food silently…but also keeping up with mike.
‘…Shit…’
Maria, looked at Alan whilst she was shocked…
‘Mike is at 38…whilst he is at 32…not bad.’
These weren’t little chicken wings that were being consumed, but entire chest pieces, leg pieces, etc.
The two were going at it…
‘Anyways…who is he?’
She thought as the battle continued.
‘He came in with Sabrina…and she was also holding his hand…it cant be…’
She came to a shocking conclusion.
‘Her…boyfriend?!’
It can’t be!
‘He isn’t even as handsome as Elijah or Henry…no wait looking at him he’s just a tad bit less handsome than them but seriously?!’
Sabrina had a boyfriend?
‘…damn…’
She honestly couldn’t believe it…
‘Hold on…it hasn’t been confirmed…I should still wait and ask her after this is over.’
She thought…but the Hand holding was a really good ick in her mind.
‘Come on honey…win.’
She prayed for her husband to win, mainly because she bet on him and knew the large sum of money Sabrina bet on her ‘boyfriend’.
If her husband won, she would gonna be filthy rich.
‘Fighting dear!’
She cheered her father on and continued being the referee…but slowly…Everyone’s expectations started to be proven false.
Mike was losing.
******
65…pieces of chicken.
Each.
Were they stomachs or wells?
everyone thought this as the battle continued…but Mike could be seen to shoving everything down with water now…unable to continue eating as fast as he could.
Alan however on the other was devouring the chicken…showing no signs of stopping.
“It can’t be….”
“No way…”
The people were astonished, for the first time in forever…someone was gonna beat Mike!
History was being made of Ardor Chicken!
ANd finally…Mike could eat no longer…his belly was protruding…
“You…monster…”
He said…before fainting.
“The winner is…The challenger!”
Maria announced…crying on the inside.
“Way to go kiddo!”
“You beat Mike!”
The people congratulated Alan…and Sabrina joyfully distributed the bets.
“Another bucket please.”
Alan said…to which Maria replied in shock…
“Eh? Sorry?”
“Another Bucket please.”
“…but you’ve already won…
She said….But Alan reminded her.
“The challenge said all you can eat, and also beat the owner.
I have done one, one is still left…”
And then, horror filled Maria’s face…as Alan said Calmly with a smile.
“Another bucket pleas
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