The Dimensional Cafe

"Well.. I can cook pretty well actually..." Neyix said, putting the rag in the sink and washing it.

Chester: ..Ok, you be the cook .....I feel like someone just made a sexism joke..

"Alright." Neyix replied, smiling.

Pokedragon slide inside and was upside down, standing on the ceiling. "Such as 'Get back to the kitchen?'" Pokedragon then disappeared immediatly after he spoke in the cafe.

Valen appeared in the cafe, having clouds around him. (Look at pic)

Chester: Hello there, guy in armor.

Valen hesitated, He didn't like anyone calling him 'Guy in armor'. It felt as if he was insulted. Like he wasn't human at all. "My name isn't 'Guy in armor' it's Valen Grey Greenwood." He had a serious tone, and it was a bit high. He had the tendency to slap this man, but hesitated as usual. He sat down, and put his feet on the table. "If you can, Can i have some warm milk?" He said this with a sincere voice.

"I just cleaned that table..." Neyix mumbled quietly to herself.

Two more figures were headed towards the Dimensional Cafe. There was a large difference in size between the two, but they were undistinguishable from the distance away from the cafe.

Chester: Ok, ah.. Neyix, would you get some warm milk for Mr. Greenwood?

Abruptly, Stein gripped the helmet from his head, tearing it off, and placing it onto the machine, his body still shaking with insane giggles that escaped from his mouth. Such an unholy, insane laughter. "Excus-excuse me...." Stein said, his voice coaxed in a struggle. Without hesitation, Stein ran out of the cafe, and leaned against a wall on the side of the outside building.

His body slid down the wall like a ragdoll as he sat, his laughter escaping from his tightly clenched, crazy smile the adorned his already maddened looking features. His throat felt raw, as such a laugh had hurt his throat terribly so. He tilted his head back, the cackles escaping, as if he were laughing at the sky. At whoever up there had looked down upon this man who walked between the lines of insanity and sanity.

Chester: Neyix? Aren't you going to get Mr. Greenwood some warm milk? It not like I'm asking you to milk yourself!

It seemed as if valen had no source of dirt on him, He must've cleaned his whole armor just to go to the cafe. The cloud's around him seemed to bring happiness rather then emoness. His visor was blue, like he was looking at the sky. He seemed ever so patient.

"Yes sir..." Neyix replied, quickly putting some fresh milk into a cup, heating it carefully with magic as she walked to Valen. "You're milk sir..." Neyix smiled, placing the warm milk there on the table.

Syral was waiting for a command as to what he should do for work from Chester.

Then, the two figures from before walked in. A young man and a little girl walked in, somewhat elegently and went to Chester. The young man asked, "I hear that this is a new cafe. May you mind if we eat here?

Chester: Sure!

Valen put his leg's down as she said 'Here's your milk, Sir'. Most people would just say nothing at all and give him his...Oh god, he feel's odd now. No, not the 'OMG, LUV AT FARST SAYT!!! <3 <3 <3' its the 'I feel perverted from saying 'milk' way too many times..' Kind of thing. "Thank's." He said, gripping his neck and moving his hand time to time. He coughed, his throat getting the best of him. He took off his helmet, and it showed a young man, Black hair, Green eyes, and white skin.

Neyix smiled, slightly bowed and went back to behind the desk, cleaning some glasses.

As soon as news of this new Cafe reach Kardinal's troops...they begged him to be able to go there to enjoy whatever they serve.

"Fine..but only when you have permits from Miss Katherine."
Kardinal replied.

"Aww,but she won't even enjoy coffee." The minions protested.

"I actually heard they have something else other than coffee,they have a large variety of things too!" Another added.

"...Fine,you may go without Katherine's concent." Kardinal turned around and left for his Command Centre.

"I LOVE THIS JOB SIR!!" The minions saluted before rushing off for the Cafe like children during recess time.

There were about 50 of them this time around...out of 50,000,000,000 at his base...this would be a challenge.

(meh, I'll just be myself :P)
I looked around, I was in some sort of cafe
"Oh! I hope theres steak!"

Chester: More people!

"Hi! uh... how did I get here...?" I asked, confused

Chester; ..I thought you just walked into here >_>

"oh... I must of had my eyes closed or something!" I replyed

Valen sighed. He wanted a nice, quiet cafe. Not a noisy, overpopulated cafe. Once he drank his warm milk, he put back his helmet and closed his eyes to remove the event's to come.