Page 116 of A Slice For My Demon


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“No, see. I do that, and it beeps at me.” Percy scowled at the register’s touch screen. “I am going to set it on fire.”

“Do not! It’s beeping at you because… Well. What the hell is it beeping for?” Kevin frowned, pushing the button to cancel the order. The register instead processed the order, and it printed a receipt of gibberish that was at least a mile long. “Julie. Help. You’re the only one this old thing likes!”

“No can do.” Julie slurped at her drink.

“Wait! I’ve got this!” Percy sneered as he jabbed a few more buttons. The register vibrated briefly, but then the screen changed to reflect the sample order they’d been trying to put in. “See? Look at that.”

“Genius! I knew you’d get it.” Kevin kissed Percy’s cheek, certain that more magic was probably involved. “We’ll make a cashier outta you yet!”

“Goody gumdrops.” Percy rolled his eyes.

Julie saluted with her margarita. “Remember to smile pretty and don’t make faces like that in front of the customers. They don’t like that.”

“Yeah. Try big smiles and low cut shirts. Always improved my tips personally.” Kevin grinned.

“Right.” Percy nodded. “Show boobs. Got it.”

“Do not show boobs,” Julie said sternly. “The last thing we need is a health inspector coming in here, asking why there’s all this chest hair in the food.”

“I’ll wax?”

“Don’t you dare,” Kevin scolded.

“Fine then. I’ll just have to try and be charming then.” Percy winked. He coyly leaned against the counter, but he accidentally bumped against the register and prompted it to spit out another long receipt.

Julie fixed Kevin with a pointed look.

“What?” Kevin scoffed. “We’re gonna be fine.”

Percy scowled, and he made a strangling motion with his hands.

“Super fine,” Kevin assured her.

Percy smacked the register. “Fucking worse than an audit in hell!”

Julie slurped her drink noisily. “Sure about that, boss?”

Kevin snorted, glancing at Percy. “I have mostly total confidence.”

“Uh-huh.”

James poked his head out from the kitchen. “Does this mean I can take lunch now?”

Kevin nodded. “Go right ahead.” He held up a firm finger. “But no margaritas.”

“Yes, senpai,” James said in a mocking and high-pitched voice as he scurried out of the kitchen to join Julie.

Percy continued to stab the register with his fingers.

Kevin flashed a smile to Julie and James, and he leaned in close to Percy, sliding an arm around him. “So. Worse than an audit in hell, huh?”

“Peaches, I would rather pull my toenails off with my own teeth,” Percy said sweetly.

Kevin chuckled and started humming “Peaches” by Jack Black. It popped into his head nearly every time Percy said his nickname now, and he hummed a little louder as he rubbed Percy’s back.

Percy groaned dramatically. “No, don’t you start.”

“Come on! It’s our song!” Kevin teased. “You know you want to sing along.”

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