Y'ALL WANT SOME SEAFOOD
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“Get out of my food truck,” says Noctis. He flips another patty while Ignis recovers his bearings.
“Your Highness,” Ignis begins, and wow, Prompto’s gotta give him props for being so calm in the face of Noctis’ unfurling rage. “Please, I would only like—.”
Noctis points the grease-stained spatula at Ignis, and honestly shouldn’t look as threatening as he does in an apron that says kisses for the missus. It was on sale at a thrift store, and he lost the rock-paper-scissors game for the apron that said kisses for the mister. Prompto wears that one proudly.
“Get the fuck out of my food truck,” Noctis repeats. He looks ready to brain Ignis with the uncut potatoes on the counter.
In other words: that fic where noctis and prompto run away from their responsibilities and become the proud owners of a seafood food truck.
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- Part 1 of Y'ALL WANT SOME SEAFOOD
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Rapid footsteps head toward the food truck, but Prompto isn’t all that worried. Longwythe always had tourist families and locals running about at every hour—something about the Peak made people behave in a chaotic manner, really.
Noctis slams open the food truck door, as if he’s been possessed by some ghostly daemon near the Peak, and shrieks, “I have a new recipe!”
Prompto, who has been fileting fish for their salmon burger, very nearly sliced his palm at the abrupt scream.
Or, Noctis and Prompto make a pitstop at Longwythe.
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- Part 2 of Y'ALL WANT SOME SEAFOOD