A lavenflower + dafflia + masmine triple date. Chaos ensues.
The bus pulled up right beside the small cafe. Lavender and Sunny hopped out and briskly walked inside.
“Sunny! Lav! Over here!” They heard a familiar voice calling. It was Magnolia, who was seated with Jasmine. Sunny and Lavender made their way to the table and sat down.
“Hi guys! How are you? It’s been way too long.” Magnolia began.
“It has, hasn’t it? We’ve been pretty great actually. How’ve you two been?” Lavender continued.
The two of them could’ve kept talking for hours, but were temporarily halted when Dahlia and Daffodil entered. The chaotic conversation took off once more when Daffodil started describing the strange people they’d seen on the bus ride there.
A waiter briskly walked up to their table and began handing out menus to the group. They decided to order pancakes. For drinks everyone got lemonade.
Soon their drinks arrived with the same waiter and the pancakes soon followed.
After about ten minutes the waiter returned once more.
“How is everything?” He asked, clasping his hands together.
“Oh, very good as always!” Magnolia responded, followed by a ‘yeah’ from Jasmine. The whole group agreed, giving positive comments. The pancakes really were delicious.
“And what about you, young sir?” The waiter asked, gesturing to Sunny.
He smiled and signed a simple 'very good’. The waiter’s smile faltered a just a little, but enough for the group to notice.
“He says it’s very good. Thank you.” Lavender said, giving a hesitant smile.
“Ah, yes. Thank you.” The waiter quickly made his way back behind the counter.
“Hey Sunny, you good?” Dahlia asked quietly. Sunny nodded and bit his lip. Jasmine looked over to the counter. The waiter was whispering something to his co-worker. Daffodil seemed to pick up on it too, as their expression immediately switched from neutral to mildly angry.
The rest of breakfast went by well, albeit with a slight tension in the air. They waved over the same waiter to get the check.
As they were leaving, Daffodil heard something. A whisper. The waiter, who uttered something along the lines of:
“Yeah, that’s the mute one. So weird, right? I mean how can you even have a relationship with someone like that?”
And that was enough for Daffodil to turn around and march straight back to the counter.
Dahlia whipped their head around and tried to hurry to Daffodil’s side. They new exactly what was coming. The rest of the group looked on in confusion and mild horror at what was about to transpire.
Daffodil slammed their hands on the countertop, alerting the staff.
“You got a problem with my friend here?” They growled, eyes narrowing. Their stature was already sort of terrifying. Now they were actually angry, nobody could stand a chance against them, but the waiter didn’t seem to realise that. He made his way to Daffodil and put on his fake customer service smile.
“No ma'am, there are no problems. Please don’t damage the counters.”
“Really? Because I heard you commenting on 'the mute one’ just a second ago. Said something about him being weird, didn’t you?”
The waiter seemed nervous now. “N-no ma'am. I just–”
“You just what, huh? Don’t make me climb over this counter, punk. Then you’ll be sorry.”
Dahlia tried to shush Daffodil and get them to stop this. They really had to get going soon, and really couldn’t deal with another encounter with the police. It was too late, however. Daffodil was already fully in chaotic mode.
“Come over here and tell me what you said! Come over here and apologize to my friend! Nobody insults my friends like that, you hear me, punk? Come over here and apologize!”
Dahlia finally managed to get a hold of Daffodil, who decided to finally calm down. They lead their fuming partner to the door where everyone else was waiting, before the waiter called out:
“Hey! Aren’t you going to apologize for that?”
That sent Daffodil off the edge.
They ripped themselves from Dahlia’s grasp and raced to the counter, nearly jumping over it.
“WHAT DID YOU SAY? You insult my friends and you expect ME to apologize to YOU? DO YOU THINK THIS IS A GAME?”
Daffodil kept yelling, and Dahlia kept trying to get them to stop. At this point Magnolia had joined them too, desperately tugging on Daffodil’s arm to stop them from killing the waiter. The rest of the group quickly exited the building. The commotion inside only worsened, alerting nearby officers. This would be a long day.
Will they ever make it out of the cafe? Will Daffodil actually kill someone? (Most likely) Find out in the next chapter that will never come because I lost my inspiration for this fic and also it’s super shitty so hfbfhdjdkhdhd
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