Big thanks to DiamondGigas for being an amazing beta :D
Hey readers! Okay, I'll save the rest of my author notes for the end. Anyway, what I just want to say is that this story setting is not completely mine. I was inspired by a story (Letters to Nobody) by Giselle d'Angouleme. I loved the way how the cafe in her story operated with day and night shifts. However, instead of using Vocaloids, I will be using our Pokedex Holders :) And fear not, because the plot from Letters to Nobody will be completely different from my story. Anyhow, I hope you will like my very first multi-chapter story! Enjoy!
Not sure if you know this
But when we first met
I got so nervous
I couldn't speak
"Beautiful In White", Shane Filan
I was late.
Pushing through the crowd, I gripped my shoulder bag more tightly as I navigated through the sea of office workers and sleepy teenagers.
Checking my watch, I realised that I still had at least five minutes and with renewed hope, I found a last burst of energy and ran towards my destination.
Weird name, I know, but hey, it's Boss' choice, not mine.
With a triumphant grin (at the fact that I still had two minutes to spare), I pushed open the door and entered the cafe.
"Late again, Yellow?"
I give a somewhat sheepish grin to the redhead standing nearby, who was currently arranging the chairs around the wooden tables.
"I have a good reason!" I protest as I make my way through the chairs and tables, my hand running through my windswept hair as I do so.
"Staying up late to watch one of your chick flicks is not a good reason," the redhead, Silver, replies, smirking as I passed by him. I roll my eyes, exasperated, and head towards the back room.
I step into the back room and head towards the female changing rooms, running my fingers through my hair as I pace down the narrow corridor. Just as I'm about to reach for the doorknob, the door swings open, causing me to let out a small shriek.
"Eeek! Yellow, you scared me!" Platinum, one of my coworkers, screeches as she takes a step back to let me in.
I give her an apologetic smile, and pat her shoulder gently as she heads out of the room.
"You better hurry up and get changed, Yellow. It's nearly opening time," Platinum calls over her shoulder as she walks down the corridor.
"I know," I reply, and close the door. With a sigh, I headed towards the wardrobe and pulled out my uniform.
Three minutes later, I was standing before the mirror in the changing room, scrutinising my reflection, and fixing my hair into a ponytail. I twirled around slowly, and smiled when I was finally satisfied with my appearance.
I should probably explain. Here at Gracideas, we are different from other cafes in many ways. For instance, the staff here donned cute maid and butler uniforms. The female waitstaff wear short black dresses and white aprons, accompanied with black high heels and a white maid cap. On the other hand, the male waitstaff wear white dress shirts, black pants, black vests and bow ties.
Our boss, Cynthia, lets the waitstaff style our hair in any way we like, and she's always ready with an endless supply of cute accessories if we need it.
Another example of how we differ from other cafes is that we have two different shifts — day shift and night shift. The day shift operates like any other cafe, with the waitstaff serving customers as per normal. But at night, the atmosphere shifts, and another set of waitstaff come to take over. More tables and chairs are brought in, and stage equipment are set up on a small stage. The night shift waitstaff will then not only serve food and drinks, but some will also perform a few songs to entertain the customers.
The night life is more bustling, unlike the day life which carries a sweeter atmosphere. The day shift waitstaff carry sweet and cute personalities, unlike the night shift waitstaff, which are more dangerous and outgoing.
"Ahh Yellow, you look adorable!"
I grin at my boss, Cynthia, who's standing before me with a wide smile. Boss (she insists that we call her either Boss, Oneesama or Big Sister) is a great friend and like an older sister to us. She looks out for all of us and always considers our opinions before making decisions for the cafe.
"Now go on and help the others," she says with a smile. "I think Ruby could do with some help with the menus."
The cafe opens promptly at ten in the morning, with a steady number of customers trickling in. There's a huge number of them, from regulars to newcomers, from old folks to young couples.
Smiling brightly, I take a tray from the counter in the kitchen and head out to serve the customers along with the other waiters and waitresses, prepared to pull what Boss calls, "the cute charm".
Several hours later, I collapse into a chair in the back room, gratefully accepting a glass of water from the head chef, Diamond.
"Thanks Dia," I say gratefully, smiling up at him.
"Aw it's no problem," the younger boy says, ruffling his hair awkwardly. "All you waiters and waitresses deserve a break every now and then."
"You could say that again!"
"Dia! Is there anything to eat?"
Diamond rolls his eyes, while I grin at the duo who had just entered.
"I could really do with a smoothie now Diamond!" A young blonde says cheerfully, batting her eyelashes at the head chef.
"Later, Bianca, during your lunch break," Diamond says with a grin. "I wish I could say that to Black over there!"
The male waiter is scurrying around the kitchen, clearly looking for something to eat, and successfully disturbing the other chefs.
"Leave him alone, Black!" Bianca calls across the room, as Black tries (and fails) to steal some cookies cooling on a wire rack. A short blonde boy on stilts, swats at his hands, causing the brunet to give up and return to his friends.
The blonde boy, Emerald, expertly places a few cookies on a clean plate, arranging them neatly, before putting them on an empty tray.
"Hey," Emerald calls, bringing the tray over. "This one goes to table four. Who's gonna go and serve it to them?"
"I'll go," I say, standing up and taking the tray from the younger boy.
"Go Yellow," Black cheers, as he makes a dive for the empty seat. Unfortunately, Bianca beats him to it and plonks herself down triumphantly. Diamond and Emerald roll their eyes, before returning back to work.
Balancing the tray carefully, I make my way out into the cafe again.
"Finally, shift's over!"
I laugh as I glance over at Crystal, one of the waitresses working in the day shift. She's changed out of her uniform and is currently perched on one of the bar stools, swinging her legs.
It's five o'clock in the evening, and the day shift is over. Most of the staff have changed out of their uniforms and are just hanging around the cafe, chatting amongst themselves.
"Come on, Silver! Hurry up!" Crystal complains, tapping her fingers impatiently on the bar's smooth surface. I hold back a grin.
"What's with you?" Silver mutters, eventually handing over a banana smoothie to the impatient girl, and handing a strawberry smoothie to me.
"Thanks Silv," we chorus, and laugh when he flinches at the nickname. Although Silver may appear all cold and unfriendly most of the time, he's actually a big softie, and likes to act like a big brother to us. Whenever the day-shift waitresses are moving around the cafe, he's always keeping a watchful eye on us, making sure that no one dared to lay a finger on us.
"What about me?" a red-eyed boy whines, settling himself next to us and propping his elbows onto the bar. Ruby is one of the waiters working in the day shift, and like Silver, also acts like a big brother to us waitresses.
"They deserve it," Silver says, swatting the younger waiter with a dish towel.
Ruby dodges out of the way, howling about how the drips of water from the dish towel had splattered all over his jacket.
"It's new! I just got it last week!"
"Oh shut it, Ruby!"
After watching them bicker for a while, Crystal and I turn their backs on them and start talking again.
"Are you staying behind today?" Crystal asks after taking a sip out of her smoothie.
"I don't think so," I reply, fiddling with the straw in my half-finished drink.
"Aww come on, Yellow!" Bianca bursts in, grabbing one of the cafe chairs and sitting down with us. "You hardly come and hang out with us, right, Wally?"
The shy, green-haired day shift-waiter by the name of Wally, shifts about awkwardly, his hands clasped behind his back.
"Well, it's up to Yellow whether she—"
"Nonsense," yelps Bianca, cutting off Wally and turning towards me. "Come on Yellow! Stay and watch the performances with us!"
"No," I say, earning myself a pout from Bianca and amused smiles from Wally and Crystal.
I honestly don't know why I don't stay behind to watch the night shift rehearsals. I guess it's just not my kind of thing.
"Now who is this lovely lady over here?"
One of the night-shift waiters, Gold, is standing next to Crystal, his namesake eyes twinkling mischievously.
"Go away!" Crystal shrieks, blushing wildly as Gold wraps an arm around her waist.
"Aww come on—"
Before he can reply, Silver leans across the bar table and smacks Gold across the head.
"Don't touch her with your dirty hands," the redhead snaps, pulling a red-faced Crystal away from the gold-eyed boy.
"Ow! I was just asking her out, stupid. There's no need to get all defensive!"
"Stop flirting with the day-shift waitresses! And who are you calling stupid?"
I stifle a grin as the two start to bicker. Although their personalities clash and they argue a lot, they're actually best friends.
After draining the remains of my smoothie, I glanced at the clock, I realised that I had to head home soon as it would get dark soon. Picking up my bag, I called goodbye to the rest of the cafe crew, and slowly made my way out.
Just as my I was about to reach for the doorknob, the door suddenly swung open as another night-shift member walked in.
There were droplets of rain caught in the strands of his black hair, and his jacket was spotted with raindrops. Upon seeing me, his face lit up and his eyes sparkled with an unnameable emotion.
His name was Red. He was one of the night shift waiters and was extremely popular among the female customers.
He was kind of good looking, I guess.
"Hey there, Yellow," Red said, smiling down at me as he adjusted the guitar strap on his shoulder. "Are you staying to watch us?"
"No," I said apologetically, tilting my head up so I could look at him.
For a moment after hearing my answer, a disappointed look flitted across his face and his smile wavered a little. But I must have imagined it because when I blinked, he was smiling brightly at me again.
"Take care then," he said as moved to the side so I could pass him.
"See you tomorrow, Red," I called cheerfully before heading outside, waving to him just before the door swung shut.
However... I'm not sure if I imagined it, but I could've sworn he blushed slightly just before I left.
AN To be honest, I don't even know where this story is going. I just had an idea for the first chapter, and when I finished it, I was like "Okay, I'm done for the first chapter... Now what?". If you guys have any suggestions, do let me know through reviews or PMs! :D It'll give me more inspiration for the second chapter :D Just in case some people are unsure:
Bleurgh. That was way shorter than I thought it would be. Anyway, like I said at the beginning, the credit for this cafe idea should be for Giselle d'Angouleme, not me. Our story plots are different though. By the way, just to let you guys know, I'll be experimenting with more happier stories, since I always feel bad about making people cry with my tragedies. This is also my first multi-chapter fic... :P I hope you guys enjoyed it!
Cafe Gracideas staff
Waiters: Silver, Ruby, Wally, Black
Waitresses: Yellow, Crystal, Platinum, Bianca
Chefs: Emerald (cuz he's too short to be a waiter lol), Diamond (head chef)
To be honest, I don't even know where this story is going. I just had an idea for the first chapter, and when I finished it, I was like "Okay, I'm done for the first chapter... Now what?". If you guys have any suggestions, do let me know through reviews or PMs! :D It'll give me more inspiration for the second chapter :D
Just in case some people are unsure:
Thanks for reading!