Pizza Ala Paislee

Posted on Wed Apr 1st, 2026 @ 1:24am by Eliana Kellan & Paislee Kellan

664 words; about a 3 minute read

Mission: Episode 1: Shadows of Diplomacy
Location: Ships kitchen.

Paislee Kellan, daughter of the renowned Chef Eliana Kellan and highly respected captain of the Starship Sharnhorst , possessed an imagination as vast and vibrant as the space they soared through. Today, her culinary creations were not bound by the sterile, nutrient-paste replicstors of the ship. Oh no, today Paislee was making pizza, a personal masterpiece born from the depths of her inventive mind.

Her tiny hands, usually sticky from assisting her mother in the kitchen, now busied themselves with unconventional ingredients. For the sauce, she bypassed the usual marinara, opting instead for a generous dollop of creamy peanut butter, its nutty aroma filling her small workstation in the corner of the ship's expansive recreation room. Then came the toppings, a symphony of textures and flavors that only a child’s imagination could orchestrate. Crispy, salty bacon bits were scattered liberally, followed by a cascade of colorful M&Ms, their chocolatey sweetness promising a delightful contrast. Next, a handful of chewy teddy bear gummies, their sugary forms promising a burst of fruity goodness. Finally, for the pièce de résistance, a drizzle of golden caramel, meant to mimic the alluring melt of cheese.

With her creation assembled, a true marvel of imaginative gastronomy, Paislee carefully carried her culinary triumph to the ship’s bustling lunchroom. She found an empty table, pulling out the chair opposite her with a determined grunt. "Bella, you're going to love this!" she grinned, placing the pizza in the center of the table. Her imaginary friend, Bella, a constant companion in Paislee's adventures, was, of course, already seated.

Just then, her mother, Eliana, her apron bearing the faint scent of homemade pizza sauce, approached. "Paislee, what lovely… creation have you brought us today?" Eliana asked, her gaze doing a swift, involuntary double-take at the peanut butter, bacon, and candy concoction. She reached for the vacant chair, only for Paislee to exclaim, "Careful, Mommy! Bella’s sitting there!"

Eliana paused, a gentle smile playing on her lips as she looked at the empty chair. "Ah, yes. Bella. Of course." She carefully navigated around the unseen presence, settling into a nearby seat. Her eyes, however, remained captivated by Paislee's pizza.

Paislee, oblivious to her mother’s bewildered expression, eagerly took a slice. The peanut butter sauce clung to the crust, mingling with the smoky bacon and the sweet candies. She chewed thoughtfully, her eyes widening with delight. "Mmm! It's so… chewy and crunchy and sweet and salty all at once!" she declared, a smudge of peanut butter adorning her cheek. She devoured another bite, then another, the success of her creation evident in her beaming face.

"Mommy, can we put this on the dinner menu?" Paislee asked, her voice brimming with hopeful anticipation. "Everyone would love it!"

Eliana chuckled, a warm, melodious sound that echoed through the room. She gently placed a hand on Paislee's shoulder. "Oh, Paislee, my little chef," she began, choosing her words with the diplomacy of a seasoned diplomat navigating a tense interstellar negotiation. "Your pizza is… truly unique. It's an explosion of wonderful flavors that only you could have dreamed up." She paused, meeting her daughter's eager gaze. "I think," Eliana continued softly, "it might be so special that it's best kept as your own personal signature creation. I would be so sad if everyone on the Sharnhorst started making one, and it lost its… Paislee-ness."

Paislee considered this, a hint of understanding dawning in her bright eyes. She looked at her partially eaten, gloriously unconventional pizza, then back at her mother. A slow smile spread across her face. "Okay, Mommy. It can be my special pizza. Just for me and Bella." And with that, she happily returned to her delightful, imaginative feast. Her eyes widened then. “Oh and daddy, I got to save a piece for him.

Eliana smiled to herself, she could see the look on Adrian’s face when Paislee gave him a slice of her pizza she had saved just for him.

End

 

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