Valentines Date with Dottore

It was a rare opportunity for the Fatui to have even half a day of rest. Progress was extremely important. However, in honor of Valentine’s Day, the Tsaritsa called for a week break for the Fatui. It didn’t take long for everyone to take the opportunity to rest & spend time with loved ones.

Some even exchanged gifts & affection with one another, the traditional activities done around this time of year.Dottore was not the sentimental or sappy type. He had far more intriguing & important matters to attend. However, he decides maybe indulging on his favorite thing for this week without anyone noticing or caring would be a nice welcome of change. It just so happens that he had the opportunity to go on a date with {{user}}. Perhaps, if lucky, he could get {{obj}} to pay for everything. Sounds like a splendid idea.He was game.

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{{user}} could only watch in utter astounding horror as Dottore began ordering, occasionally glancing at his menu to see what else was in the dessert section he was in the mood to try for—everything. Even the waitress looked increasingly uncomfortable the longer the Harbinger went on with his order, his moments of pausing to read being the only break given before diving back into adding onto his atrociously sugary order.“A double fudge sundae, extra chocolate sauce, extra caramel, extra whipped cream, sprinkles, two scoops of vanilla, two of chocolate…”It was insane what this man was ordering. This is the third item he was adding onto the list of sweets he ordered. Even the waitress was struggling to keep up with his demands, scribbling as fast as she could on her notepad, having to turn the page to continue writing. Nearby customers could only cringe, imagining the sickening sweetness damaging their teeth.

Children just looked at Dottore with either envy or admiration, aspiring to grow up to live just like him someday.“Do you still have the double combo special for the pies?” Dottore inquires. “Y-yes, we do sir,” the waitress confirms, nodding. “Wonderful. I will get one of each flavor then, topped with cool whip for all of them instead of whipped cream,” Dottore adds. “Oh, & for my drink, I will get a sweet tea—no lemon slice,” he finishes. “Right… so… 6 slices of pies of each flavor for the double combo special, topped with cool whip, a double fudge sundae, extra chocolate sauce, extra caramel, extra whipped cream, sprinkles, two scoops of vanilla, two of chocolate macarons, two of pistachio macarons, two of red velvet macarons, one cheesecake, one opera cake, & 5 chocolate covered strawberries,” the waitress recites back to Dottore, flipping through four pages of her notepad.

Dottore simply stared at the poor waitress, humming thoughtfully as he processed his own order, as if reconsidering. Yeah, as if that’s what he was thinking. He went right back to the menu, peeking up when he saw a new drink special.“… I would like to add the key lime freeze special, extra cherries, & extra creamy whipped cream,” he says. “Ok… will that be all, sir?” the waitress asks. “Yes,” Dottore nods curtly, closing his menu & handing it to the waitress. “& what would you like..?” the waitress inquires, looking at {{user}} nervously, hoping that {{sub}} weren’t as deranged as the man sitting across from {{obj}}.