[TOY] Plaything

[skinstealer]

POLKA DOT: I've got it.
VINE: Alrighty, go get 'em.
 

She gives you a confident look before returning to her own station, looking at the orders coming in and resuming her work with blinding speed and efficiency.

You wonder if you'd be as good as her, if you stuck around doing this...No time to worry about the future, though. You had noodles to make.

You start by getting some yellow dough and putting it into the machine, quickly realizing that Vine wasn't joking- this stuff came out fast and in tangles, and you're going to have to finagle the machine into cranking this shit out in a shape that you like. Swirls, swirls, go for swirls...You take a few tries to get used to the right motions, rolling up any botched dough back into a ball before putting it back in. It's almost starting to get frustrating, but you remember what Vine told you- your intent matters here. If you get all pissed off at the food, it's probably going to taste like trash.

After what feels like forever of fumbling, you manage to get a near-perfect looking swirl of pasta on the plate. The orders were stacking up, though...you had to get moving.

You take some slime out of the jar with your hand, trying not to be taken aback by the texture- it's both tantalizing but also, oh god, so sticky and stretchy. You are absolutely terrified of getting it everywhere, but somehow you manage to drizzle it onto the plate, spreading it carefully over your pasta and hurrying to get some basic confetti-like shapes on there. It's put out for the server to take and you catch Vine giving you another encouraging gesture, fueling you to press forward.

The next squeeze of dough comes easy, and before long, you're getting fancy with it. You go for stars and bursts, sparkly shapes, trying to make it look like a firework display. Even the server looks impressed, and even though your slime coverage wasn't the best, you get it done.

The next set of orders gets filled with the same pace- you fumble here and there, but it all looks pretty good in the end, and you have to admit, you're having fun. If what Vine said was true, that's what mattered when people got it. Maybe you actually had a calling with this...or got lucky, considering it's your first job ever. Even still, it feels good to know you have something you can do here.

You walk over to Vine once the orders are done, the beanbag deep into making what looked like a mix of different slimes in a pot. Like she mentioned earlier, she had gloves on- and you can tell she's pretty tense over it.

VINE: Don't touch me or anything or I'll get this all over myself.
POLKA DOT: You got it. I finished up with the pasta orders, am I done now?
 

She glances up at the clock for an instant and nods, getting back to her...soup, as she dumps some glitter in.

VINE: You're all set, you're a free bird until we meet up later.
VINE: You're free to redeem your meal at the bar, take a walk around, signs should tell you where you need to go if you want to check into your room.
VINE: Just stay away from the playrooms, I know that Laurie gets rightfully nervous about sending newbies in that direction.
VINE: You did good, newbie. Stay out of trouble.
POLKA DOT: ...thanks.
 

Well, it's as she said. You're a free bird now...with three hours to kill.