Waiter, there's a ____ in my soup! [IC]

Hopper took one step towards the table before spying the moving scorpion, causing him to scream and jump backwards. "Ah! H-How did that get there?!" he yelped, eyes glued to the twitching creature. He KNEW it wasn't there when he brought it to Boremir. Could this... Could this be some kind of assassination attempt? He suddenly looked around. If a scorpion was around, did that mean it laid eggs somewhere near the kitchen? Were there more?! Maybe... right behind him?!
He spun around. Nothing. For now. He spun back to the librarian. "Y-You better get out of here!" he spouted nervously. "Who knows what else is in your soup!!"

"Uh, w-waiter?" Hopper was sitting low in his seat, his face unnaturally pale with worry as he watched you approach. A shaky finger pointed to his bowl of soup. "Th-There's pepper in there," he whimpered. You look to find a jalapeno pepper sitting in the bowl. "I-I wanted the seasoning. S-Sorry I wasn't more specific." He was glad he caught it in time. There's no telling what would have happened if he'd eaten it! It'd be way too hot for him, it might have caused him to choke!! The thought made him shudder.

Eclipse turned around to Hopper and saw what the problem was. "I do apologise sir, I'll make sure this is taken care of and make sure you get the type of soup you wanted." He said with a charming smile. Noticing the man seemed incredibly pale and  worried, Eclipse slowly moved the bowl away from Hopper and gave him a reassuring smile before taking the bowl away. Not long after, the teifling returned with a new bowl of soup specifically made to Hoppers order. "Here you go sir, sorry about the mistake earlier. I've managed to pull a few strings in the back and they are willing to give you a free desert for your troubles. Enjoy your meal." Eclipse smiled happily.

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"Oh excuse me, my friend." Eclipse said at the waiter who was walking past. "There seem to be shards of glass in this soup. I thought the soup looked extra shiny." He said with a soft laugh. "If it's alright, I would like to request a new bowl of soup....shard free of course." He said with a charming grin.

"W-WHA??" She flies over and looks in the bowl, and there it is, shards of glass. "WHAT?? How did-" She then looks down at her own body, and there it is, a leak in her hour glass belly, which has somehow broke while she was making him the soup. And now there isn't only just glass in this poor persons soup, but also sand pouring in as they speak!

"JESUS CHRIST! I am so sorry, what the f-...Okay, I'll just make you some new soup, after I deal with my little issue- Please wait a moment." She flies off with embarrassment, especially due to Eclipses charming demeanor, she really messed up now, she thought!

"Uhm...WAITER??" She is staring down at her soup and crossing her arms in absolute disappointment and anger. "What is THIS?? HUH? If you think THIS is alright to put in my soup, then holy damn your brain has gone down the drain!" She points inside the soup and in there, is an entire boot. "HOW?? AND WHY IS THERE A BOOT IN MY SOUP?"

She leans over to check the bowl "Ah, I see. I'll be right back with her" she walks to the kitchen & comes back with a different apron on "hi sir I'm sorry that they soup isn't to your liking, however I was not the one who made it. If you desire, you may order anything else free of charge. However there is a chance that they'll mess that up too." She turns to take the food back to the kitchen " don't worry, I'll send your complements to the chef " 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ she stairs blankly at her soup after the waiter sets it down. Before the waiter gets too far she grabs their arm still staring at the soup. She looks up at them with a warm smile that gave off a dark aura "excuse me but I think you have my order mixed up. I can't recall ordering a soup with used bandage. Please, do give my compliments to the chef" 

Out from under the table, Brown Haired Maribelle sprung forth. She was a vile waiter indeed. She smiled her dumb ass smile with her dumb ass corn-yellow teeth, centipedes visible crawling between her puffy cotton candy gums. 

"Amai! My beautiful gorgeous fantastic drop-dead-lovely patron!" She slapped her hands onto the woman's cheeks, and the sweaty film on her hands began to fuse with the fair lady's skin near instantly. "My deepest apologies from the trenches of whence I battled in back in the dark years of 1914 through 1917! Allow me to correct this at once, madamoiselle." She winked both eyes at the same time, scooping up the bowl and turning away.

In a fit of hot rage, she devoured all of the soup, bandaid and all, and left the bowl empty. She then plugged one nostril and blew, replacing the contexts of the bowl with the pleasant green brain cream we all knew and loved. Amai would surely be impressed. Brown Haired Maribelle dropped the bowl before the woman, spilling a wonderful wave of snot all over the place. Bone apple teeth.

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"HNGGYAAAH!" Brown Haired Maribelle hngyahed to the stars, throwing her faux silver utensils across the room in a blind anger. "A curse on you all! You've desecrated my delicious minestrone soup with the disgusting, perverse likes of..." she reached her monkey fist into the bowl and yanked out a copy of the entire Invader Zim series, "... this!"

Tears began to well in her eyes. She was disgraced, infected by the completely not funny humor that was teh randomz waffles n' pancakes. She pulled out her phone, seconds away from sending a complaint regarding this occurance to a Tumblr blog centered around being completely insufferable and rude.

"oh god oh god oh god-" She grabs the box set and tries wiping the soup off. "Shoot why did it have to show up here? (And how the heck am I going to return it now?)"

Iri looked back at Brown Haired Maribelle, realizing she's done typing the complaint and looking for an answer. "S-sorry about that. Coworker of mine lent it to me earlier, must've bumped into the shelf I had it on or something because it went missing. and... in your soup... heheh... Wait why were we trading stuff in the kitchen again? Damn it Risapon! Swear she never thinks these things through I-"

Whoops. Went on a tangent. "I'll, get you another bowl,"

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"Uh, waiter? I think there must've been a mix-up or something because there's bananas in my soup." She pulls one out. It's a banana alright, unpeeled and uncooked.

"I THOUGHT YOU WOULD FIND IT A-PEEL-ING!!!!" Salley exclaimed... then grabbed a menu and looked at the soup listings. "... Do Bananas not go in soups...?" She murmured to herself. "I could have sworn...."

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"Waiter! There's a snow globe in my soup!" Salley said, scooping it out with her bare hand, steam rising from her fingertips as she shows it off.

"Ah! How did that end up in there?" Saffron gasped, pulling the globe out of the bowl.

"I must be all cuckoo, I should watch my surroundings more...or maybe the chef. Though," the cat scoffed, her lips pursed into a pout.

"You aren't that entitled to give me a bad review, are you? I'm at least worthy of a tip."

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"So..." Saffron chuffed, staring at the bowl with an raised eyebrow.

"I may be similar to my...quadrupedal, peasant ancestors, but this? Are you trying to reach an all time low? Get your hand out of my soup, I'm not going to lick it!"

Judas stared down at his soup covered hand, seemingly unfazed by the wet substance and the unhappy female, “Lick? You mean to tell me that you were going to eat this?” He questioned, referring to the bowl of soup. “If i knew that this soup thing was edible then I would have just eaten it instead.” He removed his hand from the bowl and licked at his fingers, almost instantly regretting it. “T-this is edible?! It’s horrid!” He complained, shoving the bowl to the floor.

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“Uh.. mortal?- Err, waiter I mean, why is there a miniature man in my soup? He doesn’t even look real.. what is this? Plastic?”

"OMG WHAT THE HECK, OI CHEF WHAT IS THIS" Ark goes to the kitchen and facepalms as she shows the chef what got into the customer's soup. She continues to point on the miniature toy overdramatically to the chef.
"Sorry for what had happened, we'll be changing your food to a new one, extra toppings, my treat!"
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"Ey mate, what the heck is this thing eh? You want me to die by choking on this extra spicy jalapeno nah?" Ark puts her left hand on the table and rests her chin there, a few seconds later she tilts her head a bit and continued; "Haven't I told you not to make my order spicy?"

The lindworm man stood there next to the table, listening to his customer complain about the soup he just recently brought to her. Immediately, Wolve let out a scoff and a roll of his eyes at the minor mistake he made, but then put on a emotion of looking like he felt a bit of guilt. Trying to speak in his nicest voice, "I'm very sorry for the jalapeno in your soup, mam'. He grabbed the bowl of soup from the table, but not before snagging the jalapeno and swallowing it in one bite. Better not to waste. "I'll get you a fresh, new bowl of soup on the house. please wait." He then turned around, and walked back to the kitchen with the soup bowl in hand.

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Wolve looked down at the bowl of soup before him, tip of tail lashing a bit in annoyance. He was quick to snag the fork, and stab it into the soup, pulling out a severed finger. His eyes went wide, as he let out a sound of disgust and set the fork + finger on the side of his soup bowl.  He then stood up, and slammed a fist on the table. "Waiter why the heck is there a severed finger in my soup?! I don't eat stuff like this!"

Jack looked at the bowl, then back at the customer, and then to his hand, which was bandaged and very obviously missing a finger. His ears dropped lower than usually, but no sign of surprise crossed his face.

“Huh...that’s where they put it...”

He took the finger, tucked it into the breast pocket of his dress shirt, and gave Wolve a gap toothed smile before walking away without another word.

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“Hey, uh, waiter...?”

Jack fished a long gold chain out of the bottom of his soup bowl with his bare paws...

“Why’s there a necklace in my soup...?”

"Oh godness gracious! Please allowe me to have a look." She lean down to have a closer look. Hmmm, not to be rude but this is such a old-fashioned necklace design! She just try so hard not to put the "ugly" in her sentence. Xiu would never wear something like this, confirmed that it is not her thing! 

"I will made a conversation with the chef. You will be fully indemnify, sir." Xiu do a bow as her apologize. "We are willingly to give you special services for our made-up as well" 

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"So, waiter, I would like to hear" 

Xiu crossed her legs, gently laid her back on the chair.

"Why is there hydrargyrum in my soup?" 

"Oh, did I almost kill y-Er, Wait wait." Talos grabbed the soup and inspected it, a silvery thick liquid was at the bottom of the soup. "Ooo, That could have come from me. Sometimes a bit comes out from these robo parts. How Embarrassing." He tossed the soup over his shoulder. A loud noise was heard once the bowl shattered into pieces, causing hot liquid to be spilled. "Perhaps the good lady would prefer a little copper in her soup instead? I'm mostly that."

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Talos was enjoying his boiling bowl of hot MotorOoil soup, it really helps cleanse out the servos. But the moment he scooped up some oil in his spoon, a circular if not squishy substance caught his eye...Or rather, Someone else's.

"Waiter! Where is that blasted fool?" He tapped his metal fingers upon the table. "There you are, about time. There seems to be a Eyeball in my Motor Oil soup!"