Bob knocked, and then just let himself in.
"Greetings young one, I'm the cooking instructor." said the cook.
"That's ok, dude. I already know how to cook. The FWF instructor told me. By the way, I'm Bob." said Bob, proudly.
"HAHAHA! You think THAT is cooking? Some measly crustaceans over an open fire? HA! I'll show you real cooking my boy!" said the cook.
The cook picked up a pot full of flour, and a jug filled with water, then he handed them to Bob.
"Ok now Bob, all you need to do is mix the water and this flour into dough. Then, see that range with the stove behind you? Just cook the dough on that! O wonderful, Billy, that bread is perfect!" instructed the cook, he then lost interest and Bob and chatted with Billy.
Bob took the flour and the jug, and he tried to mix them. He spilled all the jug into the pot, but most of the water just spilled onto the floor.
"Uh, cook, can I have some more water?" asked a slightly embarrased Bob.
"Here you go you clumsy oaf, but this time add the flour little by little into the pitcher of water, then dump the dough out onto the range by the stove, and roll it around with your hands until the water is soaked in enough that you can cook the dough into bread." said the cook.
Bob did just that, and, holding the dough in his hands over the stove like he did with the shrimp, he created a full loaf of bread! In four seconds flat!
'Wow, these ranges are handy! I much prefer these to open flame!' thought Bob.
"Good job, Bob! Perfect! Now then, proceed along the path to the next instructor. Only this time, why don't you try to run? I'm sure the exercise would do you good!" said the cook, who chuckled to himself, and turned his attention to another soon-to-be cook.
'Ok, then off I go! I hope the next guy is some kind of combat instructor! Maybe I can learn to kill people with my mind!' wondered Bob.
He opened the next door, and began to jog.
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