❤Cage Of Love❤

Shaking his Talky went to see the kitchen. 'What was he expecting from a Kid?... But this bubble' s name is ELSA... Hmmm... How about El... Or.... El-Chan... I should think more cute nicknames for her.... Hey... Kid it's a kid.... Yes he is only thinking about names because he could not remember long names... Right?... Yeap its the reason... Not interested in a kid... Hmmm... Hmmmm.... " nodding once and shaking twice. He went to prepare food. Only to remember that he doesn't know how to make Cho...cho..what was it again...? Yeah...Choriko😏.

HE only knows of making Haggis, Livermush and boudin or black pudding. Since they used to travel it was his responsibility to cook. Though they really didn't need to eat. Since they don't really feel hungry but still he learned somethings for emergency.

"Hungry...Hungry...brother.." the growling sound of her stomach was increasing. Elsa looked pulled his clothes breaking his thoughts.

"El-Chan how about I cook something different from...from...Cho...Cho..." Talky still couldn't pronouns that damn thing.

"Chorizo..." Cheeky elegantly walked correcting him.

"Yeah!!" he was happy finally his bro came to help.

Elsa pouted her reddish pink mouth. Seeing her disappointment Talky felt a little loss. Deciding to do research on dishes from today.

"Okay 👌" Elsa still pouting agreed to his new dish.

"Young Miss...go take a bath. I will cook for..you...." a hoarse, sleepy voice came. The three looked at Febe who was still yawning.

Elsa looked at Febe then at Talky. It was as if she was struggling something.

"Hai...Febe...go...sleep...brother...cooking.." Elsa sighed at urged at Febe to sleep.

Febe who still half sleep instantly woke up. Widening her eyes she looked at her Young Miss astonishingly then at the twins giving them a blaming look 'Its my job to cook for Miss. Who are U?'.

Talky just touched his nose. It was not his fault...okay?

"Miss!!!! I will cook Chorizo for you." with a high volt Febe said.

"Febe....brother...said...cook...new...dish...for..us...lets try..." Elsa coaxed at Febe.

Febe looked at her Miss biting her bottom lip. She thought and thought finally agreeing before glaring at Talky.

"Okay. But on one condition." Febe smiled calculativly.

Elsa got a chill looking at her Febe...eyeing carefully at her "What?".

"Nothing much. Let's take a bath." Elsa suddenly turned towards Talky as if asking don't cook. Febe knew her thoughts and dragged Elsa.