Volume 6.5 Chapter 31: Prepping For The Party


    <span style="text-decoration:underline"><span style="font-weight:400">Volume 6.5 Chapter 31: Prepping For The Party


    <span style="font-weight:400">"What''s Keith so worked up about?" Everyone stared at Keith cooking in the kitchen. They were amazed at how fast he worked. Every time he entered, his speed increased. The apple in his hand would be peeled in the blink of an eye!


    <span style="font-weight:400">"He started with some rush bulls, and now he''s working on fruit?" It was a variety of food.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Is that going to be for us?" Sarah''s mouth watered at the thought. The tantalizing aroma wafting from the oven was simply irresistible.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"No, it''s going to be for a party." Keith overheard their conversation.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Wait a minute, for a party?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Yeah, it''s for celebrating our party''spletion of the expedition." Keith grinned.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Aww."


    <span style="font-weight:400">Keith chuckled, "Don''t worry about it. I made one for you all as well. I''m preparing these." Today was the day of the party. Good, I''m done with these. Keith rolled his hand back and forth as he continued to work. After a few minutes,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I''m going to head out now. Once the oven timer dings, you guys can take the pie out."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Understood." Keith smiled as he headed off. The ce he went to was the center of the city. There, he saw Titus waiting.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Keith, I''ll show you where it is." There was a change in ns; it was better to show than tell him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm," The two walked for some time before arriving at a tavern. Entering it,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Shop''s closed for the day." "It''s me, Argyle!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Oh," The rough voice changed, "What took you so long."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Went to get some things. Thanks for letting us use this ce."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"No problem. I''m getting paid for this." Argyle looked at Keith, "You''re the kid Titus had been talking about."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hello," Keith bowed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Name''s Argyle. I''m the owner of this tavern; you can use the kitchen however you please. No one is back there, so you won''t have any help."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"No problem! I can handle it!" Keith rolled up his sleeves. He turned to Titus, "How long before the others arrive?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"In about three hours?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I see. Is the thing in the back?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Titus grinned and nodded, "Mmhmm, the dragator is on the table." He knew what Keith was here for.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Great! Don''t call me out for that time; I will focus on cooking." He would beser-focused on it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Understood." Like that, Keith entered the kitchen. And what was before him was the dragator.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"What a serious kid." Argyleughed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm. He''s like that with cooking." Keith had always been the type to focus on cooking.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"How good of a cook is he?" "Yo! Titus!" Before Titus could answer Argyle, Craig entered the tavern. Titus waved his hand,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hello."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Where''s the kid?!" Craig nced around and didn''t see Keith in sight.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Titus sighed, "Rx, he''s in the kitchen right now. Don''t bother him. He said he needed his focus."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I see." Craig took a sigh. Titus questioned, "Did you bring it?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Of course! How could I not?!" Craig took out a bunch of barrels, "I bought some high-end stuff. We''re going to have a st."


    <span style="font-weight:400">Argyleughed, "You guys really are going to go all out."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Of course! Since Keith will cook for us, we''re not holding back!" This was mainly due to the child cooking for everyone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Oh, Craig. You''re here." "Keith, is something the matter?" The three turned their heads to see him out of the kitchen.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Do you have any red wine?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Here, you can use this." Argyle handed him a bottle.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Thank you." Keith returned. When he did, the scent smacked them across the faces.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"!" The others were shocked by the scent. What an addicting smell. An aroma that entices the nose, drawing them in.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"What is he cooking up in there?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Something delicious." Titus grinned while Craig was already salivating. Suddenly, Keith quickly came out again, "I made some light snacks. Please enjoy it before the party."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Oh, I will." Craig nodded his head. Thank goodness he hade sooner. Argyle looked at the food, "Did he make meat?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Try it. It''s otherwordly."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Sure," Argyle didn''t hesitate as he took a bite. His eyes sparkled the next moment.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"That''s some delicious meat!" "Drink it with some ale! It hits the spot!" Craig already had a drink poured out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Like that, the three ate. While they did, "What''s that smell?" The group looked up to see Morgan.