Rumble in the Restaurant
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 33
by
copier
· original author:
alphadragon
"Hey there good-lookin." A deep voice cut in, "Mind if we join you?"
The three models turned, their expressions souring at the sight of three jocks in varsity jackets standing at the head of their table. Looking like they stepped straight off the set of a sports film, the middle who had spoken gave the three of them what he thought must've been a killer smile, but it had the opposite effect on them.
Yakima scowled.
Midori gagged.
Cori rolled her eyes.
His smile slightly wavered at their less than stellar response, but he nonetheless pushed on.
"Now what are a couple of beauties like you doing here?"
"Waiting for our boyfriends," Cori curtly answered, "And if you don't want to meet the business end of their boot, you better fuck off."
"Now, now." He held up his hands, "No need to be unfriendly. I just thought I'd come over and say hi."
The three models gave him a cold look.
One of the major downsides of having looks like theirs is that every creep, jock, or dick-for-brains male thought it was an open invitation for solicitation. That their vocabulary didn't seem to include the word "no" left a rather sour impression on the models. Yakima especially had plenty of experience dealing with this kind of person, having dodged the endless stream of boys trying to "confess" their love for her in high school.
"I'm sure your...boyfriends." He said the word with a smirk, "Won't mind if we keep you lovely ladies’ company till they get here."
"Oh, I think Ben would." Cori countered, "You see he's rather territorial."
"I'm sure he is." The jock joked.
Seeing that he wasn't going to leave no matter what they said, Cori could only sigh. Offering a silent apology to their missing friend. "Let’s go you two. We can wait for Ben elsewhere." Cori stood up and pushed her friends towards the exit.
Though she was more than worried about the little guy, Cori knew that it'd be practically impossible to look for him with these stupid horndogs hounding their heels. Hopefully, Ben will still be somewhere around here by the time they come back...after they get rid of these jerks.
Yakima looked back at their table, worry written all over her lovely features.
Cori, of the same mind, could only mouth the word "Sorry," as she pushed the reluctant model away.
"Hold up there." The middle jock rushed after them, arm outstretched towards Cori. "Were not done talking her-."
A hand touched her shoulder.
Then his head snapped back.
"My nose!" He screeched, reeling away from Cori, blood streaming between his fingers from the haymaker the blonde model smashed square in his face. "You bitch! You broke my nose!" He roared, his earlier suave gone, now replaced with blistering rage.
"And what a pity it is for your pretty face." Cori breezily replied, rolling her wrist. "Though I'm sure the girls at school will dig the new scar."
The jock turned a darker shade of red, his breath coming out in ragged gasps. He now resembled an angry bull, red-faced and ready to do violence. His buddies looked worried, but it seemed solidarity won out as they squared up beside him as he stalked towards the models.
"Uhh, uhh, uhh." Cori wiggled one finger at them, unperturbed. "You might want to look around first."
Surprisingly, they did and met with the stares of the other customers. Their little spat had drawn in a crowd, everyone's attention now on them. Most had their phones out, no doubt recording, while the manager and a few of the employees looked ready to step in case things escalated. Another one in the back seemed ready to dial 911.
"I wouldn't want you doing anything stupid. Cause I don't think that..." She narrowed her eyes at the insignia on their jackets. "__________ university will be enthused to hear that three of their players were arrested for assault before their big game."
"Assault!?" He yelled, pointing at his bloody nose. "Bitch, you're the one who attacked me!"
"After you put your hands on me, which in the eyes of the law, constitutes as self-defense." Cori easily countered, sweeping her arm across the room. "And with so many witnesses present, I'm sure the police will figure out who's in the wrong here." And with smile that was nothing short of vicious, Cori leaned forward, giving the three a unobstructed view of her cleavage, "So go ahead and try it lover boy. I'm game." She dared them.
The jock bristled, but his buddies were quick to pull him back.
"It's not worth it man."
"Come on. Let’s go."
For a moment, it looked like he'd actually take a swing at Cori, but with the crowd watching and his friend's insistence, the jock finally backed down. But not without giving a chilling warning.
"You better be careful, because if catch yo-"
"Yeah, yeah." Cori waved him off, "You'll make me regret it. That old cliche. How about next time you come up with some better lines. Now shoo."
Yakima and Midori watched with something akin to awe as the jock actually growled before turning around and storming out of the building. One poor guy that was coming in through the door got shoved out of the way. Cori never took her eyes off the trio till they got into their truck and drove away into the night.
"Cori that was amazing!" Midori cried, throwing her arms around her coworker.
"Weren't you scared?" Yakima followed up, looking out the window in the direction the three drove off.
"Nah." Cori waved them off. "Down here, you just gotta show them whose boss. Otherwise, they'll walk right over you."
"Ma'am, are you alright." the manager of the store came over to them.
"I'm fine." Cori told him, "Just a little pissed off is all."
He nodded sagely, "Well as an apology for what happened, Penny's would like to take half off your order if you're willing to stay."
Sharing a look with her coworkers, Cori shrugged and nodded her agreement.
They still needed to find Ben and half off for their food was a generous offer. Though, she suspected it was less because of the inconvenience their spat had brought and more that the trio were attracting customers. Cori really didn't care as long as they weren't being bothered, so they took their previous seats.
The question is; what happened to you during the scuffle?
The three models turned, their expressions souring at the sight of three jocks in varsity jackets standing at the head of their table. Looking like they stepped straight off the set of a sports film, the middle who had spoken gave the three of them what he thought must've been a killer smile, but it had the opposite effect on them.
Yakima scowled.
Midori gagged.
Cori rolled her eyes.
His smile slightly wavered at their less than stellar response, but he nonetheless pushed on.
"Now what are a couple of beauties like you doing here?"
"Waiting for our boyfriends," Cori curtly answered, "And if you don't want to meet the business end of their boot, you better fuck off."
"Now, now." He held up his hands, "No need to be unfriendly. I just thought I'd come over and say hi."
The three models gave him a cold look.
One of the major downsides of having looks like theirs is that every creep, jock, or dick-for-brains male thought it was an open invitation for solicitation. That their vocabulary didn't seem to include the word "no" left a rather sour impression on the models. Yakima especially had plenty of experience dealing with this kind of person, having dodged the endless stream of boys trying to "confess" their love for her in high school.
"I'm sure your...boyfriends." He said the word with a smirk, "Won't mind if we keep you lovely ladies’ company till they get here."
"Oh, I think Ben would." Cori countered, "You see he's rather territorial."
"I'm sure he is." The jock joked.
Seeing that he wasn't going to leave no matter what they said, Cori could only sigh. Offering a silent apology to their missing friend. "Let’s go you two. We can wait for Ben elsewhere." Cori stood up and pushed her friends towards the exit.
Though she was more than worried about the little guy, Cori knew that it'd be practically impossible to look for him with these stupid horndogs hounding their heels. Hopefully, Ben will still be somewhere around here by the time they come back...after they get rid of these jerks.
Yakima looked back at their table, worry written all over her lovely features.
Cori, of the same mind, could only mouth the word "Sorry," as she pushed the reluctant model away.
"Hold up there." The middle jock rushed after them, arm outstretched towards Cori. "Were not done talking her-."
A hand touched her shoulder.
Then his head snapped back.
"My nose!" He screeched, reeling away from Cori, blood streaming between his fingers from the haymaker the blonde model smashed square in his face. "You bitch! You broke my nose!" He roared, his earlier suave gone, now replaced with blistering rage.
"And what a pity it is for your pretty face." Cori breezily replied, rolling her wrist. "Though I'm sure the girls at school will dig the new scar."
The jock turned a darker shade of red, his breath coming out in ragged gasps. He now resembled an angry bull, red-faced and ready to do violence. His buddies looked worried, but it seemed solidarity won out as they squared up beside him as he stalked towards the models.
"Uhh, uhh, uhh." Cori wiggled one finger at them, unperturbed. "You might want to look around first."
Surprisingly, they did and met with the stares of the other customers. Their little spat had drawn in a crowd, everyone's attention now on them. Most had their phones out, no doubt recording, while the manager and a few of the employees looked ready to step in case things escalated. Another one in the back seemed ready to dial 911.
"I wouldn't want you doing anything stupid. Cause I don't think that..." She narrowed her eyes at the insignia on their jackets. "__________ university will be enthused to hear that three of their players were arrested for assault before their big game."
"Assault!?" He yelled, pointing at his bloody nose. "Bitch, you're the one who attacked me!"
"After you put your hands on me, which in the eyes of the law, constitutes as self-defense." Cori easily countered, sweeping her arm across the room. "And with so many witnesses present, I'm sure the police will figure out who's in the wrong here." And with smile that was nothing short of vicious, Cori leaned forward, giving the three a unobstructed view of her cleavage, "So go ahead and try it lover boy. I'm game." She dared them.
The jock bristled, but his buddies were quick to pull him back.
"It's not worth it man."
"Come on. Let’s go."
For a moment, it looked like he'd actually take a swing at Cori, but with the crowd watching and his friend's insistence, the jock finally backed down. But not without giving a chilling warning.
"You better be careful, because if catch yo-"
"Yeah, yeah." Cori waved him off, "You'll make me regret it. That old cliche. How about next time you come up with some better lines. Now shoo."
Yakima and Midori watched with something akin to awe as the jock actually growled before turning around and storming out of the building. One poor guy that was coming in through the door got shoved out of the way. Cori never took her eyes off the trio till they got into their truck and drove away into the night.
"Cori that was amazing!" Midori cried, throwing her arms around her coworker.
"Weren't you scared?" Yakima followed up, looking out the window in the direction the three drove off.
"Nah." Cori waved them off. "Down here, you just gotta show them whose boss. Otherwise, they'll walk right over you."
"Ma'am, are you alright." the manager of the store came over to them.
"I'm fine." Cori told him, "Just a little pissed off is all."
He nodded sagely, "Well as an apology for what happened, Penny's would like to take half off your order if you're willing to stay."
Sharing a look with her coworkers, Cori shrugged and nodded her agreement.
They still needed to find Ben and half off for their food was a generous offer. Though, she suspected it was less because of the inconvenience their spat had brought and more that the trio were attracting customers. Cori really didn't care as long as they weren't being bothered, so they took their previous seats.
The question is; what happened to you during the scuffle?
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April 23, 2025
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