Damien heard Aisha’s footfalls as she scampered down into the kitchens. He wondered what she could cook with such a short time that he tricked her to believe she should finish. He told Aisha his typical likes and dislikes with food last night, to which she nodded vigorously saying it wasn’t a problem as she was a great cook herself.
Damien simply thought she said that to impress him. What were the odds that she really was a great cook? He would have to see for himself today if she could live up to her promises.
The demon heard metal bangs, and his doubt turned to certainty that Aisha didn’t really have a knack for cooking. He shook his head and clicked his fingers, instantly teleporting himself into the kitchen’s doors to see the mess she had done. One sweep of his eyes, and he could tell it was definitely a disaster.
“Well, this is something pretty spectacular in a sense,” he snickered, sarcasm oozing from his words.
