Palutena was preparing tables for everyone? Good! One less thing for him to worry about! Shifting a dial on the Tempura Club, sparks cracked across it as it transformed into a sleek, sharp and deadly Tempura Blade. “Jeffery! Like we practiced!” The cauldron responded, setting a wok over its opening as the God leaped onto it. With a burst of water, Goethe was launched high into the air where all his ingredients now floated.
With a hack and a slash and a flourish of chops with his handy weapon, slabs and chunks and diced bits of meat fell perfectly upon whatever implement was needed to cook them; steaks fell onto the grills, bits of chicken fell into the deep friers while entire chickens dropped neatly onto oven racks, hamburgers fell onto griddles, grills, oven tops and the like, crab and lobster fell into boiling pots… Not one piece out of place. Excellent. But there was still work to do!
Landing gracefully, the Blade cut itself in half, and formed into a floating set of Orbitars. They had a minigun-like apparatus on the top and on the front, but only one needed to be loaded. Goethe gathered up the bottles and flasks of spices, herbs and sauces, plugging the opening into the top of his Orbitars. Then, dashing around his kitchen, both of the miniguns fired at his food… The top spun the condiments around, as the front actually fired the mixes at each of the foods.
His magic sped the cooking up so they didn’t have to wait too long; the scent of meat and herbs quickly filled the air, carrying itself across all of Skyworld. He was making a meal to feed a city! He kicked deep fryer racks out of the machines, bashed ovens open, upturned griddles… But they were all animated by the potion, rolling with his blows as they tossed the finished foods around the area. They were fast, and Goethe was faster, now wielding a pair of Tempura Claws that easily allowed him to handle the hottest of dishes, spreading them out along each of the tables Palutena had set up.
With the same speed he threw plates and silverware along until each table was packed to the brim. And finally, only after setting a bottle of his most valuable wine at Palutena’s table, did he relax, his claws reforming into his staff. Jeffery quickly scuttled up to him and caught him as he fell, exhausted, with a watery hand, flicking his hoverbowl out and setting the spend God in it.
“Ahaa… Totally worth it.” After catching his breath, he stood in his bowl and turned to the waiting centurions. “Drinks are supplied by the soda fountains!” He stated, pointing to the ten or so animated fountains that stood at the end of the kitchen, ready for any amount of customers, “Now… EAT YOUR FILL!”
He turned back to Palutena, who’s table he payed extra attention to. She had a little of everything set out for her, but he didn’t expect her to eat all of it; no, most of this was for him to make up for the energy he spent. “So, what do you think?”
“What do I think?” the goddess held a vacant expression, “I think we should eat!” She retorted without knowing, her hunger getting the best of her. She took one last look at her crowds of centurions happily munching away at the great mass of food that was prepared. Then she drove a fork into a chicken dumpling and blushed madly as she raised it to her mouth, she could taste it without even consuming it. It was a weird sensation but very pleasant, perhaps one of the most pleasant she had ever felt. She took a bite.
“Oh. Ooooh! Oh!!” It was worth the wait. Her stomach’s growling got worse, not because she was getting more hungry, but because her body wanted to consume as much of the food as possible. Every bite she took was a different experience. Every now and then she would sip some wine to cleanse her palate. She then dug into the shell of a lobster tail and dipped it in the most heavenly butter that resided next to it. Examining the butter closer, it seemed to have some herbs mixed into it. She inhaled the piece of shellfish and she could swear that it was dancing in her mouth. She giggled as she enjoyed what seemed like ecstasy in her mouth.
