Dark Elves Harem

Chapter 132

"It's a more accurate term," Logan shrugged. "We learned it in one of my religion electives."

"Alright then," Logan's dad said, still a little confused. "Let's dig in!"

First up was the age-old classic, spaghetti. The noodles themselves were store-bought, but they were the premium kind that had Italian seasoning and parsley baked right into the gourmet dough. As for the sauce, it was Logan's mom's special recipe, cooked and canned right there in her kitchen. The concoction was dark red, and the aromatic smell of tomatoes, garlic, and parmesan wafted off as Logan poured it onto his noodles.

"Is that sausage?" Abina's perky voice asked. "I love sausage!"

Oh no.

Logan slowly turned to look at the elves who was now holding a half-sausage with her hand firmly gripped around the base. As much as he wanted to see what happened next, he really didn't want it to happen in front of his parents.

"Why, yes, dear," Mom explained, "but you're going to want to mix that in with the r