05-14-2012, 03:37 PM
"Akan!!!" Brent called from the other room as he heard the alarm go off. Brent that morning had gotten up. Not from his own free will, but because he was hungry. His cursed stomach refused to allow him another hour of sleep. He got up, took a quick shower to wash the morning grossness off of him, changed and went into the kitchen. I may add whenever Brent decides to cook, it never ends well. He at least had a cookbook opened this time. It was opened to scrambled eggs. Simple scrambled eggs. Let's keep in mind the toast in the toaster had been ion there for about twenty minutes now. Smoke was pouring out of the small machine.
He also had something citrusy smelling coming from the oven. God only knows what was inside. But now he was mixing two eggs in a bowl with a bit of milk, salt and pepper. Oh, and he missed the direction about leaving out the shells. So yeah. Brent poured the mixture onto the hot pan. The very hot pan. The eggs stuck right away, and as he went to mix them, they got stuck, and also started to burn.
"Uh oh." Brent said. Pausing for a second before moving onto the next step. Thats right, without turning the pan off. "Bacon!" Brent knew he could not screw bacon up. It was Bacon after all! He took another pan out, allowing it to get hot before carefully placing the magical meat onto the skillet... POP! The grease form the pan burned him, causing Brent to scream from pain. The smoke detecters also started to go off, as well as the sprinklers they mysteriously had in the kitchen. Needless to say, Akan would have one fine breakfast this morning.
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