steam bun shuffle with Unknown

Job description

The day had grown and sprouted out the ground, it had flourished into a fine floral creation which had neared its peak. The sun sat at its highest when it lit the steps of Desire, neat shoes had kicked up a little dust when he had ascended into the staff entrance. A change of clothing had suited the event of being a junior chef in the kitchen. Despite the thickness of the door the slab of wood had swung open easily to reveal the room where it happened. with a smooth action his jackets had been flung onto a peg, dashing into the bustling room behind the kitchen it seemed like the bees had just woken from their hives and realized there were flowers to pollinate. Nimble finger secured the spring green scarf around his waist from the previous location where it had been nestled around his neck. 

No chance of that getting in the way there! A small humming sound had escaped his lips whilst warm water slithered across his hands and divided into little streams. He had been in town for a few days prior, when the head chef had hired him on to help out with a major dinner! he figured it would just be some minor dishes, however Lester had little idea of what would happen. An apron had been flung from the shadow depths of the room whilst a voice called out for him to remove the flowers from his hair before he met with the head chef.

Food safety of course! How had he forgotten, the poppies now sat neatly in his cubby hole with his other belongings, the kitchen had no place for useless items!
The youth secured the apron around his lower body with a fashionable bow, perhaps the white material had been a little too frilly, however it had nicely matched the unkempt grassy mess of white hair upon his head. Patted down the material had settled, whilst chefs had arrived and departed Lester had gotten ready for the afternoon and evening. The restaurant had planned an early dinner, although it would continue later into the night with drinks the chefs weren’t needed past desserts. A glance behind him had told him others in the room had been hired on short notice.

“Excuse me, is anyone else a temporary worker? We could go see the head chef together"

He had flinched slightly, it hadn't intended to be in a negative way. Yet the young squeal of another had come as a surprise. Another temporary whom was ready to see the head chef? Eyes crinkled in a smile, an energetic youth would surely put a spring in everyones step! Unknown, an odd name indeed. Eyebrows raised a little his smooth palm clasped around the others hand in a handshake. Two children would make a good team, Lester had hoped they would get along well enough to at least not make a mess of cooking!
"Hi, Im Lester. Its nice to meet you. The head chef should be in the office room over there." 
Head tilted he indicated the vague direction of the bosses location. Hopefully the boss would put them both together! Even if it was something simple then Lester decided he wouldn't mind working with another interesting person. 

A slight glance over had told him a little. Some sort of wings had protruded from the childs back and, was that also a pair of ears? Mouth squished a little in thought as he took a step towards where the head chef dwelled. Matching ears and eyes. What had been Unknowns family history? for such an amazing yet odd match to happen. As his fingers had lightly scratched at an itch on his cheekbone he remembered a little something. There were so many other species and humans and personalities out there, perhaps this odd ear eye combination would be one to take note of in his diary.  

A ninja perhaps, that could have been a good career path based on how he had to dodge the towering adults which converged in a swarming sea of bodily movement. A flurry of excuse me and sorry's had been muttered as the room had swelled up with chefs and helpers who had arrived in preparation for the day ahead. Tightening it round his waist the scarf had almost gotten caught on the belt of a burly fighter, teeth had clenched onto his lip as he stopped himself from saying something unnecessary. Especially in front of one who seemed so at peace with the world.  
 
Hand pressed against the doorway as he leaned into the office, his hair had swung a little, vision obscured for a moment he had to wait to check if the head chef was indeed there. 
"Ah sir! Im Lester Drynedi this is Unknown, we're both here because we accepted the job"
Hand motioned a little to the other youth with pearly white hair as he spoke. The head chef glanced their way for a moment before he returned back to what looked like mountains of paper work. His voice had been steady but a little rushed, of course it had been acceptable for one to be stressed on such an important day, there had probably been problems that needed fixing and Lesters mind couldn't wrap around how much work it would have taken to plan such an event.  
"You two, can work together I guess. Come collect your reward at the end of the night. You will both be on preparing the desserts. Everything was baked earlier in the morning however sauces, ice cream and the such do need to be put together on the plate for presentation. Shouldn't be too hard."

Eyes had widened a little, was that okay. Doing such a job, just the two of them, and to have given a job to youth. Looking back he posed a question to his now partner. "Are you okay with doing desserts? We could change if you wanted?"