paixaorpg | Never Liked His Spinach Puffs [Completed]

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Never Liked His Spinach Puffs [Completed]

Character(s): Yzma, open to anyone
Content: The old lady is contemplating good qualities of a lab assistant
Setting: Café Ersesat
Time: Early Afternoon
Warnings: Probably Not

Yzma sat in Café Ersesat, in one of the far off corners of the room away from anyone who dared to stare at her “beauty”. She finished ordering her meal and groaned in her seat. She was all ready and set for her secret lab. However, there was eensey teensy problem. She had no lab assistant! Yzma wasn’t too fond of doing all the work for herself and definitely needed some help VERY soon. Otherwise, she’d crack, considering it might be literally at her age.

Reaching into the purse, Yzma pulled out a notepad and pen. She started to write down all the necessary requirements. Yzma blinked and noticed that most of the things she put down reminded her Kronk. At least she didn’t put down spinach puffs. She never even liked those things. Wondering if there was a better recipe, she started to look at the menu for some ideas. Yzma knew that she definitely didn’t want anything swimming in gravy.

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Toph stormed in to Cafe Eresat. If anyone was going to try to kick her out, she'd retaliate by kicking their ass! Iroh had advised against doing so, but she was hungry, damnit!

The obnoxious earthbender took a seat not too far from what she felt was a really old, really skinny lady. "Hey, waiter! What do ya got to eat around this joint?" He stomach growled loudly. All she wanted was a place to sit down and get food, and by the Avatar, it was going to be here.

Yzma peered from her pad of paper, seeing the rowdy girl stomp her way. Her lip curled all so slightly in disgust and sneered at the young lady’s very presence. Yzma rolled her eyes at how positively obnoxious this girl was. Does she have any decent manners? Someone obviously, hasn’t had ANY decent parenting.

Unpleasantly as it goes, Yzma knew she had to just deal with it and move on. She lifted the pad and gently tapped it to her forehead. Grumbling to herself about the youth these days and how already that girl was being out of order.

Toph could feel the woman in the far corner of the store, and she could tell she was irritated. Personally, she didn't care.

Thankfully, a waiter came by and took Toph's order. She had collected plenty of the "leaves" and "flowers" around the city, so she had plenty of money to pay for everything she'd be stuffing down her throat. Once the waiter left, Toph threw her dirt-covered feet on the table, flexing her toes before leaning forward to pick the grime from between them.

Feet… SHE PUT HER FEET ON THE TABLE?! Yzma eyes twitched in disgust, this could not be happening, no no, not now. Oh she definitely wish Kronk was here, to get rid of that thing! Euuuagh, how does this girl even get by? I bet she never even wore a dress or even put on any make up. What an abhorring child, certainly one that shouldn’t be seen OR heard.

“Do you make a habit of putting your feet on the table, young lady?” Yzma snarled, tapping her fingers across her table. Clearly, she shouldn’t even bother, but this was agitating her quite enough to actually speak to this ugly creature.

Toph turned towards the old hag. By now, she was busy picking her nose, still waiting for her meal to come out.

"What's it to you, grandma?" Toph flicked away the dried up goop she had cleaned from her nostril towards the lady, knowing it wouldn't make it to the table, but it was enough of an insult to her anyway. She wiped her hands on her clothes to rid her fingers of any extra goop. She grinned to herself before letting out a large belch. It felt good to let out her frustration this way. She's have to make sure not to use the weird utensils and eat with her hands if the lady stuck around. She was certainly enjoying herself by bugging her.

Yzma growled incomprehensible words, knowing this girl was just taunting her senses OH SO EASILY. She folded her arms in a very disapproving stare at the likes of this young creature. It wouldn’t surprise her in the least, if this girl also enjoyed mud baths like a pig would. With many flies dancing around the wretched beast like it was a fiesta.

“What exactly are you anyway? Some kind of smelly street urchin?” Yzma said without any care or tolerance in her tone.

Oh, so she wanted to play like this, huh? Toph turned around so her face was facing the general direction of the woman. "Actually, I'm the only daughter of Lao Bei Fong, one of the richest people in the Earth Kingdom. I'm also the best earthbender there is, so watch your mouth granny." Toph then stuck out her tongue and turned back to the table she was sitting at, just in time for the waiter to come back with her food.

"Thanks." She waited for the waiter to leave, then literally dug in. She ignored the utensils on the table, grabbing the chicken on her plate with her bare hands and making loud noises as she chewed. She even scooped up the mashed potatoes with her fingers, and licked them with as much noise she could make.

Impossible, simply impossible! This girl cannot possibly be in any relation to royalty whatsoever. She must be just joking with her. Yzma cannot believe that for even a second, unless wherever she lives, terms of royalty have no matter of manner habits. Yzma gritted her teeth at her as she received her own food, crab legs.

Grabbing one, Yzma broke it open with her bare hands giving a horrific glare. “You, happen to be addressing the Empress of the Inca Empire. So you watch your own language, Princess Swine,” Yzma spoke, as broke yet another crab leg under her angry strength.

"Pfffffffffft!" Toph almost chocked as she started laughing. She could feel that this old hag wasn't joking, but it was still funny. She laughed loudly, then took a long drink from her now filthy glass, making sure to slurp as much as possible. "Wow. I feel sorry for those people."

Having inhaled her meal, Toph wiped her hands and face on the cloth napkin sitting next to her plate. Her hands were still a bit sticky though, so she poured some water over them, not caring that a lot of the water ended up pooling on the table. After that, she left enough money for her meal and a nice tip on her table before getting up and moving to one right next to Granny. She made sure that her feet would be facing her when she propped them up on the table. "What are you so grumpy about anyway, Granny?"

Yzma breathes through her nose, almost roughly. This was her attempt of calming herself before she really looses her temper. Setting down her crab leg back down on the plate, she grabs a fork to eat her meal. Though her way of eating was much more lady like and composed. Unlike SOMEBODY’S eating habits, whose evidence is all over the table and floor.

“I am not, grumpy,” seethed Yzma, though it was obvious she was quite annoyed, “I just rather have peace and quiet while I think. I’m sure your highness cannot understand such a concept, thinking must come in something along the lines on your terms of manners.”

"I can tell when you're lying, you know." Oh yeah. This ancient artifact was grumpy, even if the hag didn't think so herself.

Toph responded to the comment about peace and quiet with a rather large belch. "That felt good. You know, you should really learn to relax a bit. You feel pretty tense."

Yzma tapped his fingernails across the table, as she put her palm under her chin. Why does she even bother talking with this pathetic excuse of a wealthy brat, she doesn’t know. She growled in response to the girl, this diva would relax when she has everything she wants. For now, Yzma will be just as grumpy and resentful as ever. She gave a glare, “I am working on the tense thing young lady, for you see I am working on trying to get an assistant right now to help me out with things that I need to get done!”

Picking up the pen and pad of paper, Yzma patted them on the table, “And finding qualities of a good one to find is rather frustrating to think about.” Mostly, because all of them remind her of Kronk, who was not there. For all she knows, it’s either a blessing or terrible inconvenience.

"I don't think anyone around here is stupid enough to be your assistant, but hey, you might get lucky." Toph laughed as she got up from her seat, seeming to be done bothering the old hag that called herself an empress.

Before leaving though, she managed to steal a crab leg from the lady's plate, which she quickly devoured and threw the shell on the table. "Good luck, Granny." Toph left the restaurant, satisfied with the small amount of mayhem she had given to the crazy old bat.

Yzma mouthed Toph’s words in terms of mocking her, and rolled her eyes in response. Of course, she wanted someone dumb. You can’t have someone smart working under you. It would be pointless and tedious to have to convince them to do dirty work or even dare to think at all about arguing. Yzma thought it much easier to have them do it without question or thought. That way the deed can be done and over with.

When Toph grabbed one of Yzma’s crab legs, her mouth gaped open in disgust. Oh she did not just do that! Not to her, no no no. Yzma growled and flipped the page over in her note pad. There had a list of people she wanted to “take care of”. There listed Stuck-Up Llama who was already crossed off, underneath was Pipe Cleaner and now Yzma was writing the name Princess Swine. This girl has certainly crossed the line in her book.

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Never Liked His Spinach Puffs [Completed]

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Sorry, Toph is bored.

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