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Emmett smiles wide at Sam as Sam looked at the paper/sketch Emmett drew up for Sam to reference. “So let me get this straight- you want this hybrid sandwich- with the fried greasiness, powdered sugar, and the Swiss of a Monte Cristo? With the thick juiciness of a bacon cheese burger?” Sam asks looking up at his youngest, and oddest employee. Sam wasn’t a stranger to Emmett’s odd food ideas,but it sure as fuck didn’t get any more vanilla as his pregnancy pressed on. “Yeah! Dosent it sound good?” Emmett asks practically vibrating in excitement,”yeah- sounds like diabetes with a side of food coma” Sam chuckles “sure kid- it’s comin’ out of your check” he said with a soft smile “when does it not?” Emmett jokes as he grabs a broom to kinda tidy up. Technically his shift is over but Emmett never found a problem with some extra tidy work. Plus it was somethin’ to do while his Uncle Sam worked on his concoction. “You want fries?” Sam asks prepping ingredients. “Ooh! Yes! Can I also have those dusted with powdered sugar and a side of jam?” He asks practically bouncing on the balls of his feet. Sam chuckles again “sure kid- I swear you get weirder every day” Sam laughs. “Hey! That’s high praise considering where we live!” Emmett says sweeping up whatever leftover food bits were on the floor. About 30 minutes later Sam walked over “here ya go kid- your weird monte cristo-bacon cheese burger, with a side of powdered sugar fries and extra jam” Sam said handing over a warm takeout bag. “Thanks Uncle Sam!” He said and reached in his wallet to hand him a 20 as a tip (yes he worked there but he still tipped nicely, after all he was raised by two proper parents) “your literally the best” Emmett Beamed. Sam chuckles again and gently claps a hand on Emmett’s shoulder “yeah yeah- now are you ok to walk home?” He asks “or do you need me to drive you?” “Nah I’m good Uncle Sam ! Plus Stiles is gonna drive me home, he’s been gettin real paranoid since the new vamp family moved in” Emmett laughs with a hint of blush. “Well just make sure you get home safe alright? Last thing I need are your dads breathing down my neck cuz somethin’ happened” Sam chuckles “alright! Bye Uncle Sam!” Emmett said walking out “bye Emmett! Hope you enjoy your sandwich” Sam said waving, then muttering under his breath “what an odd ball”
later on Emmett walks in and announces he’s home before kicking off his shoes “hey papa!” Emmett chirps “how’d ya sleep?” He asks walkin’ up to the kitchen table setting his takeout bag on the table. “I slept well, how was work?” Bill asks watching Emmett pull out something that honestly smells disgusting. “Oh it was same-old same-old, but I managed to convince Uncle Sam to make me my dinner!” Emmet chirped opening up his takeout box and inhaling the thick smell of bacon grease and powdered sugar. Bill watched in mild horror as his pregnant son took a massive bite from what could be described as an artery clogger. “What did you ask him to make? A heart attack?” Bill asks only partially joking, but mostly concerned for his son’s health. “Ugh- it’s so good- I call it the Monte-Bacon burger” Emmett mumbles covering his mouth as he spoke “it tastes like heaven” he mutters dipping the sugary fries into the strawberry jam and taking a bite. “I’ll uh- I’ll take your word for it son” bill said patting his shoulder “I assume you’re no longer nauseous?” He asks. “Nope! Now just back to my normal- er- well not normal I’m hungrier than before- but I don’t feel like I’m gonna vom” Emmett says taking another big bite of his sandwich. “Well I’m glad you are no longer sick son- I’m gonna head out- love you-“ bill said standing and kissing Emmett’s head, patting his back before walking out the door and leaving Emmett to his food….if you can call it food that is.