OneStealthyNinja

BRRRRRRING!! Quinira always eagerly waited for that bell every day.  It was when all the students would come poring in, practically pressing their watering mouths against the glass of her cafeteria display, eagerly awaiting her latest creations.  It was a good life for a nekoni lunch lady at Perlinor High School. "Here they come," the culinary artist said as she adjusted the blanket sized apron that still did little to cover her thick, plush figure. Within moments, the caffeteria was filled with students who all made a beeline for the line.  As usual, not a single one even thought to bring their own lunch.  The idea of passing up her cooki