Everypony hates fruitcake
How Do I Cook This Again?
"Pesto Troubles" by HB_DS2013
Three Hours Earlier...
"Here I am." Are you alrig-?" Azul cleared his throat and entered the room.
"Oh... it's you. " Fuego Azul took a deep breath and noticed the disheveled mane of his employer, Forked Tongue, a mustaschioed grey unicorn stallion. Seething in anger from the previous day, steam came out of his ears and several veins bursting out of his forehead.
"What?" Azul tilted his head. "Are you-"
"You're the stallion who *DROVE MY CUSTOMERS AWAY!*" Forked Tongue bellowed, causing the cerulean unicorn to flinch. "YOU mixed up everypony's orders... Kitchen in ruins... Azul, you can forget your paycheck."
"I only wanted this job because I needed the bits to pay rent!" Azul frowned and continued, "I won't dispute that your restaurant has great service. I won't dispute that the ponies here make food fit for the Princess. But it's only because I'm underpaid and everyone here cares so much about Prince Bluetwit's flank.
"How dare you!?" Forked Tongue gasped.
"How dare me? How dare you!? I can show my way out. I don't need that dumb paycheck anyway." Azul roared. "I can always find another job... and something else to eat. " Trotting out of the office, he shook his head and ignited a nearby plank with a spark from his horn.
