"So, you're a chef. No, was a chef." Kaylie take another bite of an apple. He said he would help but all he does after minutes is open up the mouth and eat. Only half of fruits left in bread basket after Kaylie stocking them into stomach. The fault goes to Melas and he didn't mind that faultiness.

"I thought you want to help me?"

"I helped by watching you washing the utensils."

"You could prepare the ingredients and others." Stupid brat.

"I don't waste time like you. Just take it and throw it in as you wish."

"We're going to feed people not chickens."

"It doesn't matter whether humans or animals as long as you make it nice both can eat."

"No one do it like that."

"I do."

"Are you sure it won't turn out ugly later? I don't want to remind you again that we're feeding someone later."

"Speak for yourself. You're making it like it's for humans but what's the different if they can't even eat it?"

Melas out of word. "Why am I arguing on this topic with you? Better back on washing utensils."

For Melas, arguing is Kaylie useless. He can't win with the brat. His brain is something else. Speak with nerd their ideas are endless, hurt the pride and after some time it will get boring cause he can't counterattack.

"That's what I'm saying.'

…

"What?!"

"What's what?"

"Did you just read my mind?"

"No, thank you. Where do you think I get the strength penetrating in others' mind in the morning when my stomach is half-full to brim?"

The world doesn't need a miracle because Kaylie himself is a magic to who's desperate enough.

"Yes, that's right."

Watching Melas washing the utensils feels like watching a snail walking for 5 minutes. Bored and sleepy. He got skill washing dishes in fast speed thanks the old parrot for making him a kitchen helper to scrubbed the utensils hard. The usual thing she told the girls is not to worry about them getting pots burned or anything cause he's there to wash them later. If he slows like the man in front of him, he won't finish them until evening. The girls are there to help but compared them Melas are much slower those girls. Nothing to say about man who's only a few times in kitchen in a year.

He won't be having other class in the day he had baking class because he was tired because nothing to do at hand. Or basically he was there just to watch girls and woman sounded like a bee in each group. Each group was assigned a different recipe so as him but he was alone. He could made same recipes over and over again to making his own adjustment to recipe while waiting. He was just there to eat what he or they made. He would walk to library and have a burp on way since while exercising. One of reasons he will have sound asleep in library because stomach is full.

That old woman looking like a parrot in his eyes didn't take him as something she could revenge on. The stamp of failure always on paper. There's time he takes the stamp to stamp the paper by himself. The usual say is "I'm lessened your burden. Thanks."

"I hope that branch fall down." The wish he always says whenever his eyes caught a bird perched on tree branch on his routes around school roads. As he says, the branch really falls down after he walk away. The young parrot gets a little surprised by broken branch. That happen in once a time, he walks while eating he see a young parrot perched on tree branch sleeping. Kaylie with naughty thought it looked relaxed so much and calm sleeping on the branch while Kaylie in his mind looking at that parrot reminded him of someone who make him work like a scullion after the class in the kitchen. Kaylie staring is strong enough to make the young parrot open its eyes slowly. Even animal got an instinct if something or some human staring at them. The mouth as usual won't stop working under no circumstances. It blinked its eyes a few times and Kaylie started to walk away. He doesn't want to see another old parrot outside the class after he had two hours of class with parrot Patrica.

He had no choice but to half-respected Patrica since Tesla was happy when he told her he had a class with her best friend. Half a friend and half enemy behind you. Does she know that woman is not much of her best friend as she thought she was? They got quiet rivalry because Tesla homemade cake is better than his class teacher.

He once tasted Patrica cakes. Tesla was a slightly better than her. Probably because Tesla made cakes with loves and likes while Patrica is, well, not much in sense, he could guess it. It just to compete and want to be better than others. Even though, he knows his class teacher also likes making sweets.

He doesn't know if the old parrot Patrica knows him using parrot quill as a mock to her.

Kaylie continue munching an apple while his eyes gummed to Melas who is slow and get into reading about certain amount ingredient after ingredient. Kaylie eyes to clock. No need to say 1 hour will pass on that alone if he continues learning measuring the grams of each ingredient. Not to say which ingredients he should use and finding ingredients on kitchen cupboard. Melas was a chef but definitely not pâtissier. 

"Are you reading or are you cooking?" He got bored watching scrupulous baking in front of him.

“It was because of you, you bratty brat!”

"Want me help you?"

He paused for a moment. “Yeah… What?!” Kaylie offering his help is emptying treasures a billion of gold bars. No empire richer than that.

“For my kind.” Another bite teared off of an apple. Kaylie’s the type that not talk much but once he opens up his mouth, anyone could get hurt by that tongue.

Only a sigh come out. Don't know whether it sigh of relief or a sigh finally getting a help after being rejected so many times.