Pans full of frying onions sizzled. Pots full of boiling potatoes bubbled. Waiters scurried in and picked up plates of food. Chefs danced from pot to pan and assembled wonderous edible creations. Into and through this, Catherine and Josephine ran.
Somehow they dodged the giant man grating columns of cheese. Miraculously they avoided the woman slicing bits of broccoli. Incredibly they evaded the black haired twins chefs cracking piles of pistachios. The man and the mop bucket, however, were different.
Josephine jumped, clearing the cleanup equipment with no problem. Catherine stopped, thought, jumped over and then turned around and kicked the bucket over, filling the floor with soapy water.
“Why did you do that?”
The answer came in the form of five guards flopping onto the floor. The remaining guards stopped, unable to bound over the bodies of their brethren.
The two royals exited the kitchen and found themselves in the middle of a dining room full of customers slurping on noodles.
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