The Doctor’s Special
Not another word was said about the dining room that was unexplainably destroyed or how a chair leg got lodged into someone’s abdomen. Instead, dinner finished cooking and, to Eudora’s surprise, the table was set in another, smaller dining room. She wondered if there could be a third somewhere.
After they all sat down to eat, Eudora was greeted by a plate of green food she had never seen before.
“My specialty: palak paneer! Higgins usually does the cooking but I like to be nostalgic every now and then,” Dr. Liberty explained.
“And I could never hold a candle to your curries,” Higgins agreed. Eudora looked at Higgins, hoping he would just make her another sandwich.
At home, Eudora’s parents usually made meals that were bland all around. Like cabbage rolls or pot roast and always bread and butter. Her mother and father both grew up on a farm; that’s what they grew up eating so that’s what they would cook.
“Try the bread! Goldie and I made it from scratch,” Dr. Liberty passed her the plate of naan. “And while we’re eating, let’s all introduce ourselves. I’m Dr. Liberty of course, this is Rosemary whom you’ve met, Higgins.”
“Or The Butler,” Higgins added.
“I’m Romeo de Costa. Roberto de Costa’s nephew. He’s pretty infamous among mutants,” Romeo winked.
The other teen, the redhead, rolled her eyes. “If we’re name dropping then my aunt is Sabrina the Teenage Witch.”
Dr. Liberty and Higgins both shot her a stern look, although Dr. Liberty’s was more playful.
“I’m Goldie,” the redhead corrected.
The rest of the meal was mostly silent. Every so often someone would ask to pass the plate of naan. Eudora tried the dish but mostly ate the bread. Romeo ate enough servings for the both of them and more.
As dinner was coming to an end, a quick flash of lightning stuck from the dimly lit hallway and into the room. Another teen was suddenly sitting in an empty dining chair, already helping himself to some dinner as well.