[ Volume I: "VALORANT PROTOCOL HISTORY VOL. 1" ]
[ Chapter XI (11): "PANCAKE PARTY!" ]
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[ SOUTHSIDE KITCHEN, VALORANT HQ, EARTH ALPHA. UNIVERSE 2006-180819 ( VALORANT-UNIVERSE ) ] [ SEPTEMBER 13, 2038 ( 9 AFL ) ]
[ "I really can't believe this." ] [ "Hmm?" ] Felix Harp, also known as Agent 08 looks around his surroundings as he hides a pen into his pocket, a plate full of pancakes and a note flying out the room — he started to notice the much lovelier atmosphere as Cypher sits right in-between him and Alex, the puppy, the said Intel Agent about to eat the pancakes as discreetly as possible — using a weird contraption to not let his face be seen. [ "I mean, Cypher what is this... thing?" ] No, Felix is both confused and curious as he watches on in seeing the weird masklike-object for the first time.
[ "Oh, this is art." ] [ "The pancakes or the mask?" ] Felix knows the pancakes that he helped cook are artform by itself entitled to praise and attention, but subjective opinions vary from person-to-person so is Cypher talking about the art which is the mountain of pancakes with syrup, frosting, strawberries and such or the garbage that he is holding. Which one is it? "The mask." Cypher says in a merry tone accompanied by his eyes showing his joy, [ "Sureee, yeah." ]
[ "Pancakes." ] Felix watches Charles who's right beside Cypher chirping, the small phantom bird eating solid foods without care — the pancakes with ease like the other two of his siblings — Alex and Dorothy who's up for round three...? Fourth, or probably the fifth in this situation — don't matter they could be seen eating away on the side, Alex the puppy in a messy way and Dorothy the kitten in an elegant but still rush manner.
Felix knowing the appetite of his familiars which he treats as his children used magic on the side allowing utensils and other cooking materials to partially gain sentience — the knife worried about slicing, the pan worried about flipping the pancakes, the box of ready-to-bake pancakes waiting patiently in line to be cooked then be thrown to the side on the stack of empty boxes losing their magic. The plates ready to be served constantly flying to the long enough table which Charles, Cypher, Dorothy, Alex, and Felix occupies.
[ "That still do looks weird, do me a favor chef keep that away from me." ] [ "WAHF!" ] Alex barks in the side tails wagging rapidly hitting the specially customized chair that Killjoy created for them as his eyes shines bright — not fully understanding what his father said but agreeing to it nonetheless, the quiet yet high pitched yelp of his getting the attention of the people inside the room — but especially to the people who's outside the door of the kitchen, the feet outside rapidly approaching audible as the door opens with a loud thud.
[ "ALEX!" ] ( "Oh... Phoenix." ) [ "WOFH!" ] The already waging tail of Alex wiggle more as he heard the cocky british accent of his best friend — Agent Phoenix in his usual combat getup, the dust still on him as he came out from practice, "Come here bruv give me five." Phoenix slides on the stone floor beneath him as he stops exactly in front of Alex, as the said one year old puppy gives his best friend the desirable high five not leaving him in the air.
[ "There we go! See that Felix, that's how it's done." ] Phoenix's eyes practically glows standing up as his flame-based powers instinctively activates — in seeing the particles the puppy played with it, the flames not burning him onebit but instead warming him up from the not-so-cold but cold enough constant temperature that all Valorant Facilities has.
[ "Pancakes baby, come on let's start this." ] Phoenix sat down at one of the chairs, by that I meant he dragged one nearby and placed it right beside Felix and Alex literally butting in as he waves mock in the air — like asking for a waiter, [ "Aye boss let me have sum." ] And as he does so Felix motions for one to fly in front of him, ready and all, [ "This is what I'm talking about." ] Phoenix not caring about manners bit the strawberries and ate the pancakes using his hand, avoiding the syrup as best as he could.
[ "Thist sum gud stuhf, Sovha thry sum!" ] Phoenix talks while his mouth was full, his voice directed to the frustrated-disappointed looking man at the doorway, at Sova who's giving a friendly smile to the people occupied in the room. [ "Can I?" ] [ "Of course, of course the more the merrier they do say." ] Cypher in seeing Sova who's waiting in the doorway not barging through like someone else... So he instantly invited him in, warmly smiling at him as evident through his eyes. [ "Thank you, Cypher." ]
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[ SOUTHSIDE KITCHEN, VALORANT HQ, EARTH ALPHA. UNIVERSE 2006-180819 ( VALORANT-UNIVERSE ) ] [ SEPTEMBER 13, 2038 ( 9 AFL ) ]
[ "Okay wait first of all you all went on a mission, right? And I'm just finding that out." ] Felix questioned the people seated around him who's eating pancakes all with different appearances and mannerisms, as he stares accusingly at someone, [ "You are not a combatant." ] Brimstone, the leader of VP shut him down — the said man slicing pancakes on his plate. [ "I am a Wizard, legit." ] But Felix isn't a pushover, not really, he is just lazy, [ "You aren't ready." ] [ "But I am, I scored 29/30 on practice range just a day ago." ] [ "Felix..." ]
[ "Come on Brim, let me in just one mission — it can be guard duty for all I care." ] Felix and Brimstone went like this back and forth for minutes now when he realized that Phoenix, Sova, and Viper was sent on a mission, and not him. [ "I've been here for months and have I been doing? Grocery run, cleaning here and there, don't we have a bot for that? Just once trust me." ] In seeing Brimstone actually contemplates made Felix push-in, it's now or never, he have been for longer and yet he hadn't been on a mission unlike Phoenix who had only been here for a month. Felix doesn't understand, is he valuable or is he a trash, why isn't he being out the world's a mess because of Kingdom so he really wanted to contribute, [ "Come on now." ]
All of this was being intently watched by Alex, Dorothy, and Charles who don't fully understand what's going on but is watching it —while Alex continues to eat. By Phoenix, Sova, Killjoy, and Cypher on the other hand genuinely want Felix to be dispatched and by Omen (who's not eating), and Sage who was dragged here by curiosity and is a little bit on the fence — yet they do agree with what Felix thinks, he should be sent to work, yes the guy's a good chef because of his Radianite powers but that doesn't mean he should be a nanny in the base 24/7.
[ "Yeh come on bossman let my brodha in." ] Phoenix couldn't handle it anymore and spoke before taking a huge bite off of his pancakes, empty plates stacked nearby him which Felix noticed and motioned to float away — his peripheral watching closely the frustrated grandfather figure of the VP clutching his head. "Fine..."
[ "I'm just joki– wait what?" ] ( "Wait, what? Seriously?" ) All heads paused midway of what they were doing and actually looked at Brimstone, they know of the drama between the two and have been watching for months now, since Felix joined in and couldn't believe what they were hearing. Brimstone the old goat is actually agreeing in letting Felix, the irresponsible single parent of the VP in the missions rather than just letting him enchant their stuff, armors and such and overall being a mom.
"..." "..." "..." "..." "..." [ "Let's go! Come on high five lex!" ] Phoenix on the side was the first one to react as he leaps up in joy followed by one of KJ's bot that shot a fireworks into the sky, one which she didn't stopped.
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[ HALLWAY, VALORANT HQ, EARTH ALPHA. UNIVERSE 2006-180819 ( VALORANT-UNIVERSE ) ] [ SEPTEMBER 13, 2038 ( 9 AFL ) ]
Sabine Callas couldn't do it, she didn't enter the kitchen after a thousand secones of contrmplation — after pacing back and forth debating with herself, both the angel and devil side of her that kept saying that she should continue and go with the others.
Yeah she won, as she quickens her pace as she hears the voice of her college — Cypher, and Felix which is her fiance, how did that happen? That's another tale for another day. She doesn't know why she's avoiding the said Wizard but she is, and the direction where she's going is the opposite of where he is — the lab of her, where she'll get a cup of coffee, lord knows she needs it. ( "Aghhh, damn this." ) The door to her lab automatically opens as face recognition did it's thing.
Sabine finally felt the coldness of his secured lab once again, which to her feels like warmness striding up to the table which contains the basic kit for her coffee and all — the said coffee having been brewed as she just ha pour it, and that so she did on her cup nearby, gulping and drinking it in one gulp as she does so. ( "Idiot, idiot, idiot." ) Sabine keeps thinking on the little so few encounters that she had with Felix and how awkward she'd been, if only she hadn't done this and only if she had done this would have she been with the other Agents eating pancakes? With those little furry see-through familiars, Sabine doesn't know but she knows she's hungry as her stomach growls as if telling her to eat something other than having coffee all-day long — after the mission in the Gallery, the fight she had with the Omega version of her greatest failure, then this then that, she never really had time to chill, or eat for that matter.
( "Fuck..." ) Sabine scruffled her hair in annoyance, in annoyance that she has to eat something to sustain her body — in translation that means she have to cook something, to balance the ingrediets, to do this and do that, which will take a long time and she's hungry. Sabine was about to move on and walk to her mini refrigerator that she has hidden somewhere in this white colored lab of hers — due to reasons that she practically lives here she installed that, and only that she isn't a fan of television and gadjets unlike someone else. But before she could do that something right beside her hand bump her, an object that have just suddenly appeared with a loud pop, a disgusting crack that Sabine noticed in her peripheral albeit slightly which got her attention.
She looked at it, her green eyes enough to pierce it, but no matter what she does she could only see a tower of pancakes, a strawberries made extra in the outer and syrup flowing onto the plate — a note in a rushed handwriting could be seen on the plate, syrup practically drolling it as Sabine leans on forward, having a theory who it came from, [ "Eat something Sabine, you need it, heal up. XOXO your love" ] ( "Fuck." ) Fuck she's right, her pale cheeks uncovered by mask regains it's red hue that she only gets whenever she thinks of one thing — one man to be more precise, at this damn Wizard lover of hers, albeit arranged, still a lover.
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[ 11/02/2024: "Sorry if my writing style changes so frequently. Anyways have you guys watched the Netflix Tv Series titled You. Damn, Joseph is one crazy son of a bitch and the storytelling for me is damn great." ]
[ WRITTEN: 10/31/2024 ]
[ POSTED: 11/02/2024 ]