Short Story: A Flavourful Team
Genre: slice of life
Talks about characters from Mission Gone Wrong. You’ll want to read that first.
“Eileen is like sugar. Sweet, but have too much of her and you get fat,” Theo said.
Eileen, who was offering cookies she baked over the weekend, looked at Theo. “So you don’t want any?”
“Gimme. I can be fat for you.”
“What about Vincent?” Thomas asked.
“He’s like pickles,” Theo said after some thought. “Best in small doses.”
Across the room, the vice-captain was freaking out over… something.
“Agreed. What about Alan?”
“Captain is like… meat. He’s the big man. He gets things done.”
“What about me? Aren’t I the big guy of this team?” Thomas flexed his arm.
“You’re like a turtle. We can throw you anywhere and you’ll still come back.”
“We’re talking about flavours, not animals.”
“We ate turtles on our last mission.”
“Fine. What flavour is Ezra?”
Theo’s eyes shone at the mention of the senior who had mentored him when he first joined the team. “Ezra is salt. Just sprinkle a bit of him on anything and everything becomes ten times better.”
“That sounds weird.”
“The conversation was weird from the start,” Ezra commented behind them. Theo choked on his cookie.
“What about you? What’s your flavour?” Thomas asked once Theo could breathe again.
“I’m bread. No. Rice. I don’t taste like much. I’m just there. But, I’m more flavourful when I’m with the rest of you.”
The last part was said in a mumbled whisper, but the rest of the team caught it anyway. Nosy eavesdroppers.
“Aww. Our little newbie is growing up.”
“Here. Have another cookie.”
“I knew we kept you for a reason.”
Theo ducked his head, cheeks burning but lips curled in a helpless smile.
“Don’t sell yourself short. I like rice. Rice goes well with a lot of food,” Ezra said.
Theo’s smile widened into a grin that lifted his whole face.
“You’re right. A little sprinkle of Ezra makes everything better,” Thomas said.
A few elbows dug into him.
“Shh. Don’t ruin the moment.”