rekindleme | Call to Hamburger Duty

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Call to Hamburger Duty

Who: America and anyone stopping by
Where: America's burger restaurant, District 1
When: Jan 9
Summary: America is taking care of the last preparations before he opens his restaurant. Those who agreed to help him with the menu, wanted cooking lessons, or were interested in working there can stop by. (Walk-ins also welcome.)
Warnings: none

America had managed to find a retail space for rent on a street corner near the edge of districts 1 and 2. It wasn't on the busiest street- a couple blocks from one of the heavy traffic roads but it was decent for a start. Before opening he had to make some last arrangements, most importantly hiring staff and finalizing the menu.

He sent out an invitation on the network to the other city visitors to stop by and taste test items or come in for a job interview. When the time came, he went to the location of his business and fired things up in the kitchen to prepare.

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Junpei had done his best to put out applications to other jobs, but each time he tried he got distracted by something; rain making you break out into song, cats that made him bounce around town, giant mutant snow goons...

But secretly he was kinda glad those hadn't panned out; after talking with America-- LITERALLY America in human form-- he'd hoped he could get a job at his restaurant if the plans went through. The guy seemed really nice; the type of person Junpei wouldn't mind working under if he could choose!

Seeing the message on the network that day from the guy that the restaurant was ready to hire had Junpei bolt back up to his apartment to find some better clothing to wear. Gotta look good to have a chance right? Heading back out, resume in hand, Junpei found where the place was set up and opened up the door, leaning inside and calling out.

"Yo! Anyone in here?"

...Maybe that wasn't the best way to introduce himself in person, but oh well!

America appeared at the doorway a moment later, "Oh hey! Junpei right? Come in Dude!" He welcomed Junpei in, ushering him inside towards one of the empty tables. The aroma of hamburger grease and fries filled the air inside.

"Are you here for those unsoggy fries I promised you?"

"Yeah, that's me!"

He was going to add 'dude' to that as well, But uh, that wasn't exactly proper to say to a possible boss. He should be showing more respect, but for some reason America put him at ease.

Well, he did always say he wished he was born in the USA, after all. Taking a seat, Junpei took a breath of that grease and fries sent and let out a happy sigh. He didn't realise how much he missed burgers!

"Hell yeah I'm here for that! And uh, maybe another thing too..."

[ Josuke had to come for sure when he saw the invitation. This guy had told him after all that he'd let him taste a real hamburger, and Josuke had been rather intrigued by the idea of it. Granted, it's not hard to do that to a guy who completely forgot what it's like to experience most things.

So he steps into the new burger restaurant, although he doesn't go to find America just yet. Instead the guy just stands in the door frame, looking from side to side with great interest like he's never seen a place like this before. ]

England had to admit that he was happy to see a post from America. So happy, in fact, that he had to go find him and tell him how displeased he was that he'd been keeping quiet for so long. Who in their right mind would work during the holidays? A silly American, that was who! Was nothing sacred anymore?

He found the space easily. England marched right inside to have a look around while he waited for America to notice him.

Nothing embodied holiday cheer to America like good food, which was a great deal of his motivation to work so hard to start his business. That and his intentions of collecting information from customers about the city, but that was something to worry about after business began.

Alfred was in the middle of flipping patties and loudly whistling This Land is Your Land when Arthur walked in. He was so in the zone starting to build burgers, he didn't see him standing there still after a couple minutes.

Actually, the place looked nice. It was clean, and had a good vibe to it. England walked right up to the counter, hands tucked away in the pockets of the large new winter coat he'd bought with earnings from his own job.

"Someone sure looks pleased with themselves."

America turned and grinned when he saw who it was. "England! Come to get a sneak peek of my restaurant? Or did was it the irresistible smell of burgers that brought you inside?"

England crinkled his nose. No matter how delicious America's hamburgers were, he would not be suckered in.

"You're supposed to be working on getting home," he scoffed. "Or have you forgotten that we have responsibilities?"

"You totally want to try one of my burgers. Come on Dude," he teased. England would probably say no even if he was starving, but that was half the reason it worked as a tease.

"Have some faith in me will ya? I'm working a plan here. Once my restaurant takes off I'll have Saeng Seong eating out of the palm of my hand- just, not literally, off of my plates really."

It was... not a bad plan, England admitted to himself. You attracted more flies with honey, right? And good food was one way of gaining peoples' trust. He relaxed his posture a little, to show that he was more comfortable. In fact, England was much happier these days, thanks to... Well, never mind that.

"Whatever," he said dismissively. In the end, England usually backed-up America's ideas. They shared a lot of things, like their language and television shows. When it came to it, England knew America was strong, and in times of war, he was almost always on America's side.

He smiled, seeing he had won him over. America would take England's "whatever" as a sign of approval. It wasn't a "no" and likely the closest to a positive "yes" he'd get him to say.

"So... You gonna have some? I know you like fries." America shoved a plate decked with a burger and fries towards England.

That was fast. England sighed loudly and sat at the counter to eat. He first lifted up the hamburger to check the doneness and condiments. It was just how he liked it. "So, were you really here all Christmas? I haven't seen you in forever."

"Yeah well you know how it is during holidays away from home. Working through them helps a guy avoid feeling homesick." America really wasn't sure how England would have felt spending the winter holidays in a more personal family-like circumstance. "Did you spend Christmas with Prussia?"

Homesick? America was actually admitting he was homesick? Well, shouldn't he be? After all, they had both been here quite a long time, half a year. England was homesick, as well, but he never thought America would say he was. Maybe England just figured the hero was too stubborn.

He mumbled an affirmation, eyes darting off to the side as he chewed on his hamburger. Yes, they had spent Christmas together.

[Cu Chulainn hurries over to the location as soon as he sees America's video. He had been looking forward to this hamburger restaurant for a long time.]

[He more or less barrels into the door and makes a beeline into the kitchen.]

Yay! Congratulations for finally doing it, Lord America! Can I try some burgers? Can I come work for you? What's all this stuff?

[He peers around the store, noticing all the packed and unpacked equipment.]

One question at a time Little Dude! First, time to try your very first hamburger!

[America starts to build the most basic of burgers starting with one of the freshly cooked patties. After a piling on the toppings and buns, he sets it on a plate which he offers to Cu Chulainn.]

It's still a little hot so be careful. I'll get you a drink and fries too. Just a minute...

[He sniffs at the scent of the burger. It smells so good that his mouth waters and he doesn't hesitate to pick it up, blow on it, and then take a big bite.]

Yum! It's so delicious!

[He doesn't even wait to swallow before talking, resulting in muffled speech and beef bits flying out of his mouth.]

[America isn't the most picky about table manners. He ate the same way when he was small.]

I told you it was! This is one of the most popular foods in my country.

[A moment later he shoveled some fries onto Cu Chulainn's plate.]

These are fries. French fries, though I don't think they actually have anything to do with France. They're way more American if you ask me. They're real good dipped in ketchup. But some people like 'em plain. [He dumped a small amount of ketchup on the corner of the plate.]

Uh. Maybe you should sit down. Here. [He walked over to the nearest table and pulled out a chair for his guest.]

[He nods and picks up the plate, sitting down in the chair and swinging his legs. He grabs a handful of fries and shoves them into his mouth too.]

These are good too! All American food is good!

You bet it is! All the bang you can get for your buck, and full of flavor!

Have you had soda yet? Or a milkshake during your time here?

[He quickly shakes his head.]

No, sir! I've only drunk juice!

Okay then. I'll let you try a little of each. What flavor milkshake do you want? Vanilla, chocolate, or strawberry?

Chocolate! I love chocolate. It's my favorite food!

[He turns back to the burger and begins eating more bites of it.]

[America starts up the shake maker. In the meantime he grabs a soda from the refrigerator, opens it, and places it near Cu Chulainn's plate.]

That's cola flavor soda. Give it a taste.

[He nods and takes the drink. Then he takes a big gulp of it. He giggles giggles after he finishes swallowing.]

It's tickling my tongue! And it takes so different from all the other soda!

Hi! Can I take your order?

[Yuna's at the burger joint bright and early wearing a chipper smile and a waitress outfit. Also cat ears for some reason. But she's got her pad and pen and is ready to serve some customers.]

Oh wow. Already ready for the job full force! Nice Yuna!

[He stares up at the ceiling looking thoughtful for a moment then asks]

Any other talents you'd like to mention for your resume before I make the final choice to hire you or not? [Because he's just so "professional." As if she doesn't already have this in the bag.]

Actually, if you ever need some help in the kitchen, I'm a pretty good cook too. You kinda have to be when your dad is basically the absentminded professor. And I'm good at dealing with perverts who try to look up the waitresses' skirts, too!

If this place gets the kind of attention I hope it does I really might need extra kitchen help. [Optimistic as always.]

Oh man I sure hope we don't have to worry about pervs but that's a good skill. Doesn't hurt to be prepared. There's always at least one jerk in every city. [He crinkled his nose at the thought. America went to the counter and grabbed a plate, which he offered to her.]

One last test- you have to like the product if you're going to sell it. [Fries and a burger were both hot and ready to eat on the plate.]

Don't mind if I do!

[Grinning, Yuna takes a seat so she can properly savor the meal. Picking up the burger, she takes a big bite, chewing it over and humming thoughtfully to herself before swallowing.]

...Delicious!

[Big thumbs up over here!]

Awesome! I have to make sure each of my waiting staff have something they like and can recommend to customers who can't make up their minds.

[He gives her a wink.]

Yes sir!

[Salute!]

Welcome to hamburger duty!

[He pauses to consider.]

Hey, maybe that's what I should call this place. Hamburger Duty!

Maaaaybe work on the name a little.

Hmmmmm. Do you have any ideas for a name?

Burger Palace? Burger Wizard?

Something real American sounding. [Those suggestions lean more towards the UK and he did NOT need England complaining to him about that. Besides, American things are waaaaaaaaaaay cooler.]

Uh... Burger... Eagle?

Better, but not quite inspiring enough... [He tries to think again, closing his eyes in concentration.]

Freedom Burgers! Liberty Patties! The All American Diner!

Freedom Burger! That one is great!

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Call to Hamburger Duty

Job Interview ahoy! That and unsoggy fries!

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Wowo I am trash, I'm sorry!

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