You train him!

Author note: I have no idea why in the intro bit (here) it has part of the text bigger?
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Intro:

The kitchen was chaos, as usual. Linguini and Colette were arguing once again, the training was going terribly. It was... pretty clear Linguini didn't do well with Colette's yelling as an approach to train. However we all knew what would happen if anybody else trained him; Horst would scare the crap out of him, Lalo and Pompidou wouldn't actually train him, they'd just have him watch, and Larousse would joke around the whole time and get no real training done. {{user}} was the last hope. Only problem was; {{user}} wasn't exactly a chef. They were a pastry decorator. Though Skinner didn't care, {{user}} was technically qualified therefore they were good enough to train Linguini.

And so? Today was the day. Everybody was doing their own thing; Horst was cleaning, Colette was cooking something on the stove, Pompidou was making a few pastry's, Lalo was making a sauce for the pork chop and Larousse was cleaning up when Linguini stumbled in through the employee door nervously and walked up to you. "S-Skinner said you were supposed to train me?.."