Dinner for two…or three?

Hi guys! Today, I want to share an ordeal that I had last week. This is also a guide…

One day, I was checking my mail on pet society, and I found one from Thindir. You know how he has that classy, Italian house? Well, lately I had been wondering…Thindir was a really cute pet. Katrina always seemed to hug him for a longer time than anyone else. I felt as if they had belonged together. It seems that Thindir felt the same way, because here is what his letter said:

I was just so flattered! I accepted. On Thursday, however, he told me that he was having some problems with his nannybot, so dinner had to be canceled. I told him that we could have dinner at my place. I didn’t want it to end. I just needed this one chance to show Thindir that I was his destiny!

Throughout the story, I will be making a guide about how to have a perfect date…er…dinner at your place.

First of all, when you want to greet your guests, you want to be wearing the right clothing! But this is a big problem, most of the time! You can never choose the right clothes!

I had some choices that night: Dressy or elegant?

what to wear?

Both were appropriate for dinner… But, rememeber, wear what you are comfortable with!

After the clothing issue, I had to decide what food to have for dinner. This is super important! After all, it is dinner, and the biggest part of it is the food!

You need to know what kind of food is appropriate for the occasion. At a wedding, you don’t eat hamburgers, and at a funeral, you don’t eat a caramal apple. Think logically!

What kind of food do you eat on a date?

What about cake? A cake won’t hurt. Have some sweet treats like ice cream and chocolate. Coconut juice is a good idea, too! I bought all of the delicious stuff I could find!

Setting up the table is another thing that’s important! You must make it look good! If you walked into a restauraunt, where there was random stuff all over the table, and the tablecloth is dirty and ripped, would you want to eat there? No, because that is just weird and disgusting! Make things look spectacular. I had extra room on the bottom floor, so I brought the stuff down there.

Everything was set! Then…the doorbell rang. It was Thindir!

To be honest, I had no idea that Thindir was such a good dresser! In fact, I got the feeling that he was overdressing…just to impress me.

Thindir played it cool, just nodding to Katrina. She walked him into the dining room, where the table was set to perfection.

Thindir (cute as he was) took his seat and smiled all cool-like. I could have fainted at the sight of that.

Suddenly, our “romance” was inturrupted by the stupid doorbell. I went to go answer it, and I got the surprise of my life. It was Edward! My old “flame”!

I’ve dated Edward a couple of times…then, he broke up with me. He said that I wasn’t good enough for him. Now what did he want?

I talked to him, and it turns out that his multi-millionaire girlfriend, who is a model for pet society extra, dumped him after finding out that he wasn’t rich. He told me that he was upset and he needed company. Oh my god. HE WANTED ME BACK.

This is kind of a “duh”, but you never want your ex-boyfriend to meet the guy you’re dating, because things can get pretty ugly…

I told Edward that he would have to go somewhere else, because I was busy. Busy was the wrong word, because he started asking me what I was so busy with. I just told him that he needed to mind his own business and leave. That just made him more curious. He started walking towards the dining table, where Thindir was waiting. By the time he got there, it was too late. He had seen too much!

He gave that “oh” look on his face, and asked me for a couch. I moved the couch into the room Thindir and I were in. Thindir and I were laughing at each other’s jokes. As nice as it was, it wasn’t really comfortable having Edward watching us laugh like lovers.

After Dinner was over, I walked with Thindir to the front door. I couldn’t hold it in much longer. I knew that for him to confess his true love, I needed to do it first. Before I could say anything, he looked at his watch, and gasped.

“I’m going to be late!”, he exclaimed!

“Late? Late for what?”, I asked.

“My girlfriend and I were supposed to go to the movies tonight. I should have been there an hour ago!”

I was appalled. The only word I heard from the entire sentence was “girlfriend”.

“You have a girlfriend? Then why did we have this date?”

“Date? You thought this was a date? Please! I would never date you.”

That hurt…

“The only reason why I wanted to have dinner with you was because I can’t cook, and I wanted some good food! I thought of inviting you over and I wanted to tell you to bring your ingredients. I hesistated to ask, because I thought it was rude! I said stay cute so you would accept dinner! I only dressed up like this so my girlfriend would be impressed. You should meet her, by the way. She’s a rich model! She broke up with her last boyfriend, because he wasn’t rich or something. Luckily, I am. I’m going to be late. See ya! Thanks for dinner!”

He went out the door. Every word he said had put a hole through my heart. By the time he was finished, my heart was laden with holes.

I couldn’t believe it. I thought he was the one. I thought…I was in love. I felt like an idiot. Edward came by to console me.

“Hey I came by, because…I wanted to be with you again..”

“Yeah, I know. What did I do wrong?”

“Nothing wrong..” He smiled.

I was glad that Edward was back. But, I still wanted Thindir. Though he wasn’t interested in me, I still wanted to be his girlfriend…his love…his–fiance. I craved that life!

So, I need your help! Advice, actually. Should I choose Edward, who is…poor, not so good-looking, but very sweet? Or should I attempt to woo Thindir once more, who is rich, handsome, but a little bit jerkish? Vote at the bottom of this post!

Note: All of this is fictional! I only made this post for fun! Thindir and his owner are really, really sweet. Please do not take his words seriously. None of this has ever happened, you know I just like making posts about random stories. It’s just pretend. If this kind of heat really happened in pet society, you better believe that every person in the world will play that game.