"Gianduja"
Fernando entered the diner after his gifted artists ran off in embarrassment! He decided to cheer them up after that huge altercation in the Keller house. When he saw the girls' nether region, he nodded over their shame. He never knew his girls were born with functional male genitals. It was strange to see, but he was used to see statues with similar sexes. He fancied an artistic view of sexuality. And he wanted to show them he appreciated them no matter what gender they were.
"Hello Fernando." Ingrid smiled as she wiped the counter with her cloth. "I'm sorry, but Mr. And Mrs. Mersfield are out and about."
"I know, I saw them!" Fernando grinned and flashed his dazzling white teeth. He took off his blue shades and walked into the diner. "He sat on the stool and stared at the girl. "You are their assistant, I take it?"
"I sure am! The Merfields trust me with the restaurant other than Nathaniel."
Fernando's eyes popped out. "Nathaniel...that's their
son
?"
Ingrid hesitated to answer the question after seeing his concerned face. "Y-yes? What's the big deal? Did he do a no-no to any of the Rho girls?" She smiled when she said that. "I heard one of the potential sisters love him and wants to have...chocolate sex with him."
"What an odd name!" Fernando was fascinated with Ingrid's wording. "Speaking of odd, do you happen to know how to make ice cream?"
"Well, that I can do. I have made some great ice cream for the past week!"
"Excellent." He flashed a smile. "So, do you know how to make a flavor called Gianduja?"
Ingrid put a lot of thought into it. "Gian...duja... It sounds a bit nutty."
"It is. Think of it as a European version of Nutella."
Ingrid's light bulb brightened her mind. "Oh wow! A fancy Nutella! That sounds yummy!"
"It is! You can try it after you make it. Unless of course you have a nut allergy."
"Of course not. I love nuts!" Ingrid pulled a bag of crushed hazelnuts under the counter. "Especially if it's crushed to powder. I think I'll roll it to smooth the crunchies."
After a minute of rolling the nuts into a soft powder she put it aside and put in dry ice to the ice cream maker. She turned on the machine and started making Gianduja ice cream. With heavy cream, whole milk, she added the nuts (she toasted it sometime back). She added egg yolks, vanilla extract and chopped chocolate into the mix. Once she added salt and sugar, she started to mix the ingredients. She then switched the machine to freeze mode.
"Yay! Your Gianduja ice cream is cooling!" Ingrid sighed and watched the liquid turn into gelato. "So, tell me, Fernando, what's going on at the party? Did the birthday girls enjoy their surprise birthday cake ice cream? We made it specially made! Cake and ice cream wrapped into one bowl."
"I know what it is, silly! Anyway, to answer your question, it's a lot of surprises for more than the birthday girls. There was a huge fight in the house, there was crying and for Nathaniel, one huge black eye."
"WHAT??" Ingrid cried out. Tony looked out the window as did Raymond. "Is everything okay out there, Ingrid?"
"Yeah, Tony." Ingrid assured the fry cook. "You do your thing. The dinner crowd will arrive within an hour."
Fernando nodded and waited as Ingrid stopped the machine. "Your ice cream will be a calming device for Robin and Rayna. My poor girls...they were exposed."
Ingrid dropped the mixing bowl on the counter. The bowl slid and made a whirling effect right at the edge. Ingrid grabbed the bowl and placed it back at the center. "Stay there." She turned back to Fernando. "Okay? So, who lifted their skirts?"
"Eh, their skirts weren't lifted thank goodness, but it was unintentional. It happened in the middle of a brawl. Somebody's brother rammed some drunk with a headbutt. When he crashed in the bathroom door, there they were naked as babies! My poor girls, their embarrassment was the result."
"Oh dear." Ingrid put the cream into the signature pint bowl. "Were you embarrassed from their nudity?"
Fernando sighed. "Not really, but I'm more concerned for the girls. They...they have male organs as well as female ones."
Ingrid's eyes widened. "NO! WHAT?" Ingrid shook her head. "Tony was telling the truth about Robin and Rayna!" She pushed the bowl, sighing with embarrassment. "They are futas?"
"Si, they are. Now then, tell me what I owe you."
After that interesting discussion, the manager of the Cherry Pops carried the pint of Gianduja ice cream. He walked over the trail before seeing the bus. He smiled as he sniffed the hot air. The wind lifted his long, copper hair. He twisted his mustache before he moved to the bus.
Now, before we continue with the story, I must admit about my little error. When I started writing this chapter, I kept spelling the flavor G-I-A-N-D-U-I-A. Fernando saw me writing and gave me the lesson of the Italian language. He pointed out that the flavor had the letter J in "Gianduja". Man, that was such a great day! Of course, that is another story.
Fernando stepped into the ajar bus, knocking before climbing the rest of the way. "Girls? It's me. I came with some relaxing refreshment." He moved to the dining area where the girls' slumped bodies were. They were both red with embarrassment and their tears still ran down their cheeks. Fernando sat down and put the ice cream pint down. "Do you two want to talk about this?"
"Why?" Rayna pouted and opened her one eye. "What's there to talk about, Fernando? We got exposed! End of story."
"No." Robin sat up, her eyes moving to her manager. "This is only the beginning! If word goes out that we are not entirely females, our record sales will drop. We won't have any record deals with any agency. We-will-be-ruined!" She clapped as she said her last sentence. Good grief! How long has this been a trend?
Fernando was a good listener. He let the girls talk to no end. How their careers as pop stars would go nowhere, where they would end up, and how they would survive. He knew this was an exaggeration, but they had to let them out. He saw them weep and sniffle over their outfits. He handed them tissues. Then it was his turn to speak.
