McDonald’s serves what?

This is my first nano-story using WolfeMoon's idea for having it take place or having to do with McDonald's. I know it is very boring, and makes no sense whatsoever, but please, no flames. I do appriciate critisism though. Thank you for reading!

We had entered through the back door. There were maybe eight people in line and about twenty sitting down and enjoying their food.

“WildFire,” called my friend, LightningMoon. “Let’s take a look at the menu before ordering.

We had come from our own planet, filled with sunshine and water. Lightning- Moon and I had wanted to escape from our own planet for a while and explore other planets. If we had arrived here looking like we always do, then I’m guessing the inhabitants of this world would go around screaming, “Aliens!” which is why we had assumed the figure of Earth’s habitants, humans. My human name here was Jessica, and LightningMoon’s was Sara. We had learned that humans get hungry easily, and needed something to eat. Which eventually brought us here, to a place called McDonald’s.

We stood together in the back of the line, looking up at the menu. We had never tried human food before, and was quiet intrigued by all the different choices that they had available to us.

“What do you want?” LightningMoon asked me.

“What’s a…Big Mac?” I questioned her.

She shrugged. Then, the person nearest us placed his order.

“I’ll have a…Big Mac, a large order of French fries, a small chocolate shake, and a large drink. For here, please.”

“That’ll be 7.56 please,” replied the girl behind the counter. She clearly looked as if she wanted to be anywhere but here.

“Let’s observe his food before we order our own,” suggested LightningMoon. I nodded my agreement.

In a matter of a few minutes, the man in front of us had gotten his food. We followed him as he sat down, and we sat at the table next to him, observing his food. He started on the Big Mac first. He unwrapped it and left it open while he got up with an empty cup. With my enhanced vision, I started observing it more closely. I was disgusted with the sight.

The Big Mac was a huge thing of some sort, with a light, fluffy half circle on the top and bottom, and brown, green, red, and yellow in between. There was a clear-ish yellow…liquid dripping slowly down the brown stuff. No way. Well, that ruled out the Big Mac.

The French fries were next. I think I almost barfed. They were long, skinny, yellow things covered in salt and grease, it looked like. On my planet, the shape looked almost like…fingers of our own species. No French-fries for me.

The so called, “chocolate shake” was looking disgustingly brown and lumpy. It had big chunks of who knows what just sitting in there. Seriously, who would want to eat that?

The man finally came back with a cup filled with…brown liquid stuff. It was not really brown, but a mixture of brown and yellow. There were chunks of clear things floating around in there. The man took a sip and took a bite of his Big Mac. There was some grease dripping down the man’s chin. I turned away from the sight.

And then he did something that made me want to run away from this restaurant. He took a fry, and dipped it in his shake!

“That’s it, LightningMoon, we’re going somewhere else to eat,” I hastily said, pulling her up.

“I agree. This restaurant’s food looks un-edible. I think the customers are possessed to be able to eat this stuff. But where can we eat now?”

I looked across the street at another restaurant. “Want to see if…Burger King has something edible?”

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Midnight-Wolfe