What does the Organizatoin do now?

((*is being Vexen and hoping no one already took him*))

"Next," Vexen says boredly from behind the counter.

"Uh... one burger, some large fries, and a large soda..." a chubby-looking customer says.

Vexen's eye twitches. "Don't you know how bad that is for you? Eat that every day for a month and you will die, I promise you."

The customer stares at him oddly and says, "Shouldn't you be promoting your food, not trying to stop customers from buying it?"

"Fine. That will be 25 munny," Vexen sniffs haughtily. "What kind of soda do you want?"

"Coke," the customer replies, handing Vexen the money.

Vexen calls to the back, "One glob of grease, greasy potatoes, and a large poisonous liquid called Coke!" He smiles at the customer, a smile meant to be nice but instead turning out creepy. "Have a nice da-ay!"

 

Larxene leaned over to Vexen and wispers to him, "What are you on drug? Where trying to get customers not scare them away."

 

Vexen gives Larxene the most innocent look he can... it is very creepy. "I'm not scaring them away... in fact, that is such a harsh term. I am merely warning them of the consequences of their less-than-healthy eating habits."

 

Larxene looks at Vexen and wispered, "I should kill you, ware you stand Vexen, but that will scare all them off."

 

Vexen snickers. "Why don't you get back to your post, Larxene? I'm sure the customers are waiting...."

 

Larxene snaps a look at Vexen and said, "Whatever just keep your health tips to your self." Larxene walks back to her post.

 

Vexen sighs and says, "Next."

The next customers come up... they are two teenage girls.

"Two 6-piece Chicken Selects, extra-large fries, and two large sodas, please," the blonde one says.

Vexen nods. "I have been told not to inform you of the ghastly things these foods will do to you, your health, and your figure, and I have been told not to inform you of the horrendously disgusting and untimely deaths it may cause you, so I won't."

The blonde looks disturbed and the brunette who is with her looks disgusted.

"Nevermind," the blonde says. "We'll go have Juice It Up."

They run out of the store.

"HAVE A NICE DA-AY!" Vexen sings after them.

 

Larxene stares at Vexen and said, "Have you completely lost your mind?! What are you drunk?!

 

Vexen stares at Larxene as if she's grown another head. "Drunk? Me? I think not. I am merely being logical. I'm a scientist; it's what I do."

 

Larxene walked up to Vexen sticking her fist into his face and said, "I'm warning you, if you scare off another customer I will crush your spine."

 

Vexen snorts. "Okay, fine, I'll be normal."

He turns to the next customer and says in an eerily sweet voice, "How may I help yo-ou?"

It turns out the next customer was a rather attractive-looking girl. Said girl slaps Vexen across the face, leaving a very distinct red mark.

"Don't you dare try to flirt with me again!" the girl yells and she storms out.

Vexen turns to Larxene meekly. "Okay, it wasn't my fault this time!"

 

Larxene crossed her arms and said, "One more chance, and if you screw up again......i'm going to kill you...........m'kay?"

 

I hat this fast food thing... Vexen thinks to himself as he turns to the final (thank God!) customer in line.

"Order," he says stoically.

The customer, a tall, nerdy-looking teenager, says simply, "Caesar salad and a small drink."

Healthy! He orders something healthy! Well, fairly healthy... Those salads aren't that far off from being another glob of grease, in my opinion. In fact... Vexen shakes himself out of his thoughts.

"15 Munny," he says to the customer stoically. "What kind of drink?"

The customer pays, tells Vexen what kind of drink he wants, and Vexen says in a monotone voice, "Caesar salad and a small Sierra Mist." Vexen turns back to the customer. "Your order number is 63. Have a nice day."

After the customer sidles off, Vexen asks Larxene, "Happy now?"

 

Larxene crosses her arms and smiled pleased and said, "Good, now back to work." Larxene walked back to her post.

 

Vexen laughs sardonically. "Work? I'm on break, now... Have a nice da-ay!"

 

Larxene rolled her eyes and said, "Next."

 

"I wonder where the others are," Vexen mutters as he goes outside for some air. He suddenly stops, remembering Order 63. "Ah well. Number Twelve can handle that."

 

Larxene gave the last customer in line there food and said, "Here is your food have a nice day." Larxene shuddered from what she had just said.

 

Axel came out from his break
"*yawn* Im wiped out!" But he kept doing his job

 

Larxene walked from her post over to Axel and said smiling, "Hey Axel."