Spending Quality Time at Sussie's 2 (Preview) (Patreon)

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Sussie held his breath again. However, Cassidy just looked at one of the booths near the entrance and took a seat at it. Ooooh, my poor heart!

Cassidy had never actually visited Sussie’s before. In fact, ever since Witchy-Toony Delights had opened, none of its workers had really visited, except for Evie early on. It wasn’t because of bad relations or anything, but Sussie couldn’t help but be nervous.

He glanced back towards his co-worker and boyfriend. Cassidy hadn’t said anything, but he wondered… Evie had been spending more and more of his time as a femboy. He couldn’t recall the last time he saw him as Eve, his original, witch gal form. Plus, he had been working with him almost all the time at his burger joint.

Cassidy couldn’t really be here because of that, right? There couldn’t be some secret, underlying resentment or frustration? She didn’t say anything or look mad, but she could be plotting something. Maybe she would turn him into a frog or-

Sussie shook his head. He was letting his nerves get him again. It was best to figure it out before he flipped.

Summoning as much courage as he could, Sussie took a deep breath and approached the witch. Said green woman was busy looking at one of the menus, not even paying attention as he walked up. H-here we-we go! Sussie released his breath. “Umm, w-w-welcome! H-h-how ma-may I hel-help you to-today, Cassidy?”

Try as he might, he couldn’t help his shakes, shivers, and stutters.

Cassidy looked at him. She didn’t seem to notice any of his nerves bleeding out profusely. In fact, she just smiled warmly, leaning casually in the back of her seat. “Hi, Sussie. I’m looking for some lunch. Never ate here before, soooo, what do ya recommend?”

Sussie did a double-take. Wait… what? His head tilted. “Ca-Cassidy? D-do you… you do know what we serve… right?”

“Yes?” The witch chuckled. “You serve some tasty-looking burgers from what I’ve seen being snarfed down before.”

“Y-yes.” Sussie fidgeted, rubbing the tip of his shoe into the ground. “But, it’s, it’s more… well, you know… it’s the same burgers that Evie eats. It… it makes Evie… well, Evie. I’m not-”

“And?” The mascot twitched as the witch’s tone warmed. “I am well aware of that, little sissy~. Evie looks like he’s enjoying himself quite a bit and, to be honest, I do want to try some of your food as well. I’m not as stuck up as the spectacle-wearing manager back at our place.

“So please, if you would, I would like something to eat. Anything you recommend or think is really good, I would be fine with.”

Sussie nodded, his face still filled with confusion and bafflement. Was this happening? If it was, he had a customer to feed!

He quickly turned and hurried to the kitchen. Cassidy wants… wants something? She knows what it does… she wants what I rec-

“Su-Sussie! Wha-what she say?!”

“EEP!” Sussie nearly jumped back out the door he entered. Evie was there, just past the door, looking just as nervous and flustered as before.

“Sorry sorry!” Evie rapidly bowed apologetically. “S-s-s-sorry! I-I-I just wa-wanted to kn-know what Cassidy said! Is she upset? Oh, I’m probably haven’t been working on my spells enough or I’ve been a femboy too long or-”

“O-o-oh!” Sussie rapidly waved his arms, trying to calm his boyfriend down. “It-It’s not that! She… she wants… she wants something to eat!”

Evie’s shock completely dropped from his face. “Wait… really?” Sussie nodded. “She wants something from here?”

“She specifically said she wants whatever we would recommend or think is best.”

“Oh…” The room grew quiet, awkward for what felt like minutes. The two femboys looked at the ground, unable to say or do anything. Other staff and cooks had to move around them carefully as they came and left.

“So… what do we do?” Evie asked, mustering up some courage.

Sussie twiddled his fingers, his face lightening up outside of a cute rosey blush on his cheeks. He looked up at him, smiling slightly. He knew what had to be done. It was their calling as loyal employees and, most importantly, sissy, femboy connoisseurs.

“Wh-what we always do!” Sussie nodded, looking determined. “We serve the customers what they want! Ca-Cassidy wa-wants s-something really good, so w-we can’t let her down!”