As always Have fun :D

Creed: Greetn's mate.

Rogue: Hello!

Creed: Table for how much?

Rogue: Table for four please.

Creed: -Takes you to a table-
Can I start you off with something to drink?

Rouge: Four waters please.
Pixie: But I want something sweet!
Rouge: Hush.

Creed: Sweet? Well we have juice and soda and stuff

Rouge: *agitated* Water is fine.

Creed: But I he-
Uh, ok

Pixie: But mooooomm…. I don’t want water.

Creed: -Goes in the back-

Rogue: Don’t act up like that in public ever again. Even your stupid brother managed to be quiet and behave!

Creed: -When you look at the table again there are three waters there and a soda right on front of Pixie-

Pixie: Thank you!
Rogue: I may be mad but at least you used your manners.

Blaken:Ummmm hi?

Coworker: Yeah...

Blaken:So how often do they go to this restaurant?

Coworker: Like every other day

Blaken:Okay…*finshes there meals*Well I need to server these *goes the table*Here are your meals *gives them there meals*

Rogue: Thank you.

Blaken:No problem *goes away but watches them*

Rogue: Is it my fault I’m trying to make our children healthy and well mannered and you letting them have Pizza and quesadillas!??

Blaken:*keeps watchin*

Brisk: IM LETTING THEM LIVE THEIR LIVES!!!
Rouge: IM LETTING THEM LIVE!

Blaken:You need to do both!…said to much…

Rogue: This doesn’t concern you.

Blakmen:I know but I am kind of tried of seeing you guy arguing over the smallest things ever!

Rogue: T̶̡̡̡̧̨̢̨̡̩̱̘̩͎͈̳͕̗̙̜̦̠̩̳͓͈͉̫͉͔̺̗̖͚̻̘͙̤͕̹̝̙͙͖̹̞͗̌̓̒̔̈́̈́͗͌̊͜ḩ̶̝̪̖͎̠͉͕̘͙͓̮̫̜͈͙̫͙̳͖͕̘̝̰̙̪̹̥̦̬͉̟̟̇̈͌̈́̃͘͜͝ͅͅį̸̛̛̥͉͈͔̜̤̖̝͚̬̦͉̲͓͕̩̩͒̔͊̿͛̂͗̈́̈́̈́̐͛̓̾̀̇̆̌͌̑̔́̋̚̚͘̕͜͠͝͠ͅͅs̷̢͒̑̌̋͑̂͒́̓̊͋̃̉̾̍͛͛̅͌͊̒̏̊̚̚̚͘͝ ̸͍̭͇͈̲̗̯̼̱͉̇͌͐̓̉͐͒̀̌͌͑̉̓̀͌̿͆͊̈̇͛̊͐̾̂̃̋͌͛̌̕̚͜͝͝ḋ̷̨̛̻̤̗̭͖̺̞͖͚́̽͑̉̏̉̓̑̐͊͛̃̋̏̒̋̔̃̏̓͂̇̏͗̄̈́͑̊͂͒̃̃͑͒̐̏̇͘͘̚͘͘̕͠͠͝ǫ̵̧̢̢̟͉̜͔̝̣̱̻͕͖̫̙̥͕̖͙̖̪̮̟̤̤̫͓̯͙͇̱̽̋͑̋̏̑̓̈̍̒́́̿̀͌͊̃̓͂̅̔̋̋̐̌̀̃͂̄̍̿̌̏͗̀̔̋͋̾͋̿͘̕͜͜͜͠͠͠ͅe̵̡̧̧̛̛̖̺̻̳̜͉̝̻͍͇͙̼̭͙̯͚̣̘̻̺̻͙͓̞̭̥̮̦̫̙̽̉̎̑̌̀̓̋͂̈́̇̎̐̊͂͆̿̀̎̊͗̄͆̒͛̊͌͐͌̀̅̈̊̆̀́͘̚͘̚̚̚͘͘͘̚͝ͅś̶̢̢͉̳͍̪͍̩͚͙̺̥̬̤̠̝͖̫̝͖̙̼̠̟̻̯̣̪̦̪͔͖͇̝͖̣͙̞̻̺̫̮͙͈͉̀̎͐͐́͊͌̌̂̾͒́̈́̂̀͘̚̚͜͜͜͝ņ̴̡̛̰͚̤̩̺̙͖̜̫̘͓͚͎̤͔͖͇̠̝̰͚͉̙̰̫̲͙̻̿̚’̶̨̢̜͓̠̤͖̩̯̦̣̦̣̳͍͈̱̖͎͚͚͙̘̟̤̔͑̈̏̐̾̑̐̀̈́̽͛͗͛͛͋̑̇̍͌̓͆̎̒̒͘̕͝͠t̶̢̡̢̢̢̧̙̺̮̫̼̗̘̟͚̞͚̮̮͈͖̺͖͍̬̩̣͎͎̬̩͍̮̪͙̯̣̖͍̦͕̪͍͎̝͇͒̔̓̍̂̄͗͐̒̏͋́̅̿̾̋̍̀̈̃̂̈́̓̅̑͐̕̕̚̕͜ͅͅͅ ̵̨̨̡̱̩͇̥͕̘̜͈͔͉̘͕̼͇̙͚͔̝͕͙̤̩͚͈̟͇͎̺̫̹̻̬̼̰̻̺̔̃̍́̄̈̂͊͂͐̄̊̊͆̋̑͒̋̽͆̚͜͝ͅͅͅc̴̡̡̧̨̧̡̳̦̞̩͖̫̩̘̤̻̩̰̰̥͎͙̲͓̬̞̦̞̘̣͓͈͓̬̞͎̲̱͚̲̤̮̮̮̪̥̼̔͆̋̓̃͋͗̎̀͒̀̽̈́͋̇̋̊̃͊͒̀͋̽̿̎͂͆̊͂̈́͑̈́̈́͌̒͘͘͜͠͝͝ͅͅơ̴̧̢̳̺̫̭̖͎̰͖̝̺̪͙̼͈̦̲̟̮̥̻͎̥͈̰͙̪͕̻̮̗̝̹̊̓̌̔̓̉̓̂̇̀̌͂̀̄̆̽͋͋͗̉́̿̓̕͘͝͝͠͠͠ͅn̴̛̳̠̥̱̬̥̘̮̗͓̯͇̖̘̟̘̠͈̈̈́̅͑̇͌͗́̀̃̇͗͋͛̊͑̀̒̇̉̀́̃͂͒̆̅̚̚̕͜͜͜͝͝͠ͅc̷͕̺͓̱͗̈́͝͝͠͠ē̴͕͎͓̤̗̙͖̘͈̭̠̲̋́̃̀̃̓̈́̇̇͑̆̾͐̏̀̎͋̏̈́̉͌͑̀̈́͑͛̆͒͋͑̆̈́̋̑̚̚͜͠͠͝͝ŗ̴̧̧̪̥̳̪͈̮̺̮͎̪̬͍̰̼̠̺͔̳̩̪̦͍͉̘͓͎͉͎̣͚̺͍̜͉͔̿̔͛̽͘n̶̢̧͔̰͖͇̠̟̱̙͈̖͎͓̠̞͈͙̻͍͉̫̝̹͔̔̾̓̿̑̉̈̀͑̐̒̏͆̏̑̎̔̔̊̂̕͘͘͘͜͝ ̶̢̧̢̲̟͎̻̼̙̹͓͇͈̜̭͇͓̼͆͂͑͋̅͆ͅỵ̷̨̡̨̟̫͚̤̝̝̩͉̳̤̠͓͙͔͙̤̳̖̱̬̫̱͎̲̙̹̜̟̪̖̠͈͎̹̍̽̃̆͊̇̑̀̎̈́͌̆͑͗͜͜͜͠͝ͅo̷̧̢̲͈͙͍͇͚̫̪̩͈͖̦̫̣͙̤̰͙̳̟͉͖̘̲̝̳̘̼̲̻̪̼͔͍͍̪͕̲͔̲̩͙̘͙̠̜̥͂̋͆̈̋͐̊̍͆͂̏͛͛ͅų̴̧̤̦̰͚͔̯͚̪̥̩͉̮̺̭͙̮͎̯̰̳͍͔̌̈́͌̇͂̀̀̿̊̓͗̒̀̾͆̍͐̓̽̔͛̈́͊̎̈́̿̐͌͊̐́̑̀̓̈́̒̂͐͐̃̕͘̚͠͠͝͝…̸͔̬̜̝̈́͌́̉̈́̒̊̒̆̌̏̇͝͠͝͝

Blaken:I dont care if it's not my concerns the way your treating your childern are wrong!

Rogue: By teaching them to be proper citizens at young ages? ( the deer is 4 and the other child is 6)

Blaken:Let kids have fun I didn't have a childhood I had to work hard because I had no parents…kids are still young…they need to be so proper…

Rogue: I’m on the last straw with the Cps anyways.

(what is cps)

( child protective services )

Blaken:Why are you in trouble with the cps because the way you treat you childern?

*dont need

Rogue: Table for four please. ( top right )

Blaken:Okay*leads them to a tble of four*Heres your menu *gives them there menu* *in mind Why do they seem off* (had to correct the spelling error)

Rogue: Thank you. If you taught you son manners that would be nice!
Brisk: What do you mean my son? It’s OUR son!
( it’s fine :D)

Blaken:… *seems like this familys arguing about there son* *waits for them to order*

Rouge: May I please get the steak.
Brisk: Can I get a salad please? ( bottom left)
Doe: I want a quesadilla! ( top left )
Pixie: May I please have the pizza.
Rouge: You see? My daughter has amazing manners!
Brisk: OUR daughter

Blaken:Sure! *writes it down and goes to the kitchen to cook* *inmind why are they now arguing whos daughter is it*

Coworker: That family again? They’re always arguing.

Blaken:I know but why?

Coworker:The mom absolutely loves the daughter and makes it seem like its only hers and does the opposite for the boy.

BlakenO thats sad

Rogue: Maybe.

Blaken:Pretty sure…

Rogue: Is it too late to return the pizza and quesadilla for salads?

Blaken:1.Yes you should have not order it
2.You dont even let your childern eat anything good

Rogue: Salads are healthy.

BlakenLet kids be kids not adults…

Rogue: Have you ever taken care of a child? I don’t think so.

Blaken:You're correct but if your in trouble with the cps ya I know your childern need help

Rogue: Whatever.

Blaken:*goes away*