//------------------------------// // THE BUTLER №7 // Story: The Disgruntled Butler and Other Random Tales // by ADRNEL //------------------------------// "Good morning!" announced Mr. Rich has came down to the kitchen with a smile. "Good morning Mr. Rich." I responded while I prepped the kitchen for breakfast. "Why are you in such a good mood?" "Because today is the day that I'll finalize the business deal with the griffins. I'm telling you Alistair, things will be even better for us after this." he smirked as he started to make himself some coffee. I was quickly reminded of something I had to ask Mr. Rich for. "Uh...Mr. Rich, can I ask for a favor?" I tell him as I continued the prep. "Why, certainly, what can I do you for?" the coffee started to percolate. "Well, I have been asked out on a dinner date and I was wondering if I can have a night off sometime this week." I really hoped he would not deny my request. "Well, you have been working really hard for us, so I don't see why not." Mr. Rich smiled at me. "Permission granted for Saturday night!" "Oh, thank you so much Mr. Rich." I was really grateful. "So, who's the lucky mare if I may ask?" he joked with curiosity. "Oh, that flower shop owner, Roseluck." "Look at you, you charming stud you, attracting the ladies, that's great." Mr. Rich laughed. "Anyways, I'll be out all day with the griffin clients, I want you to get everything all set up and ready for the dinner when we get here in the evening." he instructed me. "Got it, I wish you the best of luck Mr. Rich." "Thanks, I need it." once the coffee finished, he chugged it down and ran out the door for the most important day of his career. It was quiet once again, but it did not stay that way for long. "BUTLER!" yelled the all to familiar voice before its owner barged into the kitchen in a robe and loose mane. She had a pissed off look on her face. "Yes Miss Tiara?" "You left this in my room you sick bastard." she threw the letter that I inadvertently left behind from Silver Spoon at me. "You disgust me you twisted perv!" she growled at me with disgust. "STAY AWAY FROM MY FRIEND OR I'LL CALL THE AUTHORITIES!" she yelled before she stormed out of the kitchen. I had no idea what she talked about. I picked up the recently opened letter and peaked inside to see Polaroid pictures. "What's this?" I say to myself as I looked through the photos...big mistake. "OH MY GOODNESS!" I drop the pictures to the floor in shock and horror. I thought I would help you through your loneliness when I'm not around and to show you how much I love you. -Silver Spoon ;) said the note that accompanied the photos. My world felt like it was starting to spin. "Why...?" I say to myself over and over again. Next thing I knew, I was over my bathroom toilet, sick. I happily threw the photos into the fireplace along with the accompanying note. "That filly is not worth going to jail over for." I say with disgust. Once the evidence was disposed of I then left to pick up the flower arrangement for the dinner tonight. I arrived at the flower shop and entered it. "Welcome back Mr. Flirty." giggled Roseluck. "The arrangement is out back, let me get it for you." she went to the greenhouse out back and I waited. She returned a minute later. "What do you think?" she showed it to me. "It looks....impressive...I love it!" I really was impressed, such a fine job, she truly was the best florist in town. "Thank you so much." "And it's yours for free if you promise to pay for our dinner." she said to me. I blushed. "Thanks." I sweated nervously. "I'm free Saturday night." "What coincidence, I just booked ourselves at a fancy restaurant on Saturday night." she playfully told me, she had a sultry look on her face. "Oh that's good." "Yup, now here's my address." Roseluck gave me a slip of paper. "Pick me up at 6:00 PM sharp!" "Uh...got it." I nervously smiled. Am I really going on this date? I still couldn't believe that fact, but I might as well go along with it. I successfully took the flower arrangement back to the house and I placed it in the center of the table. I immediately got straight to cooking. Post business deal Griffin-Pony dinner: Appetizer: Meze of Feta Cheese and Olives Main Course: Kalamari, Atherina, Hay Hamburg Steak & Mashed Potatoes. Dessert: Baklava for Drink: Chamomile tea & Griffin Wine I gave a sigh of relief once the entire cooking was done. Just in time as well, I heard Mr. Rich and some griffins enter the house. I get myself presentable and grab the trolley with the appetizers and drinks on it. I walk in to see Mr. Rich and about five other guests, including Kronos and Leto. "Good evening, I have here your appetizer and some wine imported from the Griffin Empire to serve you, along with chamomile tea for the lady." I state as I first fill each wine glass in front of the guests with wine. I proud some nice hot tea for Leto since it is considered 'low class' for a female to drink alcohol. "Thank you very much Alistair." complimented Mr. Rich. "Yes, thanks." blushed Leto who tried her best not to make eye contact. "You're welcome, the main course will be out once everyone finishes with the meze." I take the trolley and bow out to the kitchen. Several minutes later, I come back out with the trolley filled with food. I place them all in the center of the table. "Kalamari, Atherina, Hay Steaks and Mashed Potatoes, enjoy." I say, but most of them pretended to ignore me and focus on their current conversation. "How did you know that they were just pretending to walk out of the negotiations Mr. Rich?" asked Kronos. "Trust me, I learned that most business operate like horny teenage girls when it comes to making a business deal, they will complain, yell and play hard to get, in order to get what they want...anyone who has been through high school should know that." laughed Mr. Rich. "I heard you Mr. Rich." chimed in one of Kronos' associates. But the entire conversation really made Leto uncomfortable to say the least. I kind of felt sorry for her but I had a duty to do. After I served all their meals, I returned back to the kitchen. Presentation is important when it comes to food, I always say. I just nicely plated the baklava when I heard someone enter the kitchen. "Alistair?" said a voice. "Kind of busy at the moment." too focused on my work. "Even busy to talk to a female with needs?" said the voice again. I quickly stopped what I was doing and looked up to see Leto in front of me. "Can I help you ma'am?" "I want release." "What?" I was quickly grabbed by the neck and I was slammed against the wall. "Oof!" I exclaim. For a female, she sure had a tight grip. "Do you know how it's like to have a husband that focuses on his business and cash instead of you? A husband that refuses to fuck you because it is 'unprofessional'?" she tightened her grip around my neck with her talons. I felt them pierce my neck. "W-what do you...want me to do...about that...?" I struggled to breathe. She looked down between my hind legs and looked back at me with a smirk. "Oh...I think your body already knows from the looks of it." I was seriously about to regret what I would end up doing next. The following scene is what I thought transpired that eventually lead up to the most embarrassing moment of my life. "Mr. Rich, what's taking so long for the dessert?" asked a griffin associate. "I'm sure Alistair is taking care of something important." "Dessert nothing, what's taking Leto so long to get a simple bottle of wine!" Kronos was impatient as he pounded the table. "I swear if I am not around she gets herself into trouble." he suddenly got up from the table. "If you'll excuse me, I have a wife to retrieve." "Let me go with you so I can check up on the dessert." said Mr. Rich as he got up to follow Kronos. They both reached the kitchen door and opened it, only to be met by the most disturbing sight. Mr. Kronos' wife on top of me, riding me like there's no tomorrow. "LETO!" "ALISTAIR!" Both Mr. Rich and Mr. Kronos stood dumbstruck as did me and Leto. I saw Mr. Kronos' rage build within him. I was not going to like what was coming that's for me. Hope that I'll survive the next chapter.