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“Auntie Yor! Auntie Yor! I’m starving!” Miri whined as she climbed onto the half sleeping woman's bed.
“Huh…? Miri? Where are your papas and mama?” Yor said groggily as she sat into an upright position, resting her back on the headboard.
“At the diner.”
“What about Loid?”
“He said there was an emergency at the hospital so he couldn’t make us breakfast. We’re so hungry and now Anya is trying to eat Bond's food! Can you make us something to eat?” Miri pleaded as the realization of the situation sunk in for Yor.
“Make… breakfast?”
With four other adults in the house all capable of cooking Yor found herself never needing to cook besides the occasional stew. What were the chances they were all out and Miri and Anya had nothing to eat?
Come now Yor, you can do this! You can’t allow your daughter and niece to go around eating dog food! I’m sure whatever you make will at least be better than that!
…
Unfortunately, she was horribly mistaken and seemed to have misplaced her confidence. Sitting on the plates in front of Anya and Miri was a black mush and something resembling eggs, a burnt piece of jelly toast on the side.
“Anya thinks she’d be better off eating with Bond….”
“I’m so sorry! I’m such a failure, I can’t even make a simple breakfast like this…” Yor cried as she slumped over in her chair, sniffling.
“Well, I think it’s… really good!” Miri said as she attempted to take a bite of the black toast, grinding it between her molars, finally ripping a piece off. The dining room was silent as the sound of the toast crunching between her teeth echoed through the room.
Black crumbs fell from Miri’s mouth as she failed to swallow it, spitting it back onto her plate. Anya just gave her a pitiful look and patted her on the back before reaching over the table and giving Yor a pat on the head.
“It’s okay mama, you tried your best.”
“Oh, I know! Why don’t we try making something together! I cook with papa Rei all the time, it’s not that hard!” Miri suggested with her usual beaming smile.
“Oo! Anya wants to cook, come on mama! Papa never lets me help him!” Anya beamed as she jumped from the dining chair she stood on, circling over to Yor and pulling her from her seat.
“Oh, okay, but what should we make?”
“French toast!” The girls shouted in unison.
“Mm! Okay, let’s do this girls!” Yor announced, now brimming with confidence as she retrieved everything they needed.
Anya and Miri pulled out their stools as Yor placed a metal bowl on the counter and gave them each an egg to crack.
“Try not to get any shells in.” She instructed.
“Mm!” The girls nodded.
…
“I can’t believe you forgot the keys! How much of a scatterbrain are you?” Kazuki grumbled, glaring at Rei.
“Sorry.”
“Sorry, sorry he says! Now we’re gonna be late opening up the diner, what a pain.”
“You’re awful testy this morning…” Misaki interjected as the group arrived back home.
“Yeah yeah.” Kazuki waved his hand dismissively as he unlocked the front door.
As Kazuki opened the door and the three entered they were immediately hit with the smell of burned bread. All three looked at each other in horror as endless possibilities ran through their minds. As they ran to the kitchen their worst fears were brought to light. Yor, Anya, and Miri were in the kitchen doing god knows what, a menacing purple aura surrounding whatever they were cooking up.
“Papas! Mama! You’re home! We made french toast, come try some!” Miri beamed.
“Rei, get the keys. We’re getting out of here.”
“Yeah…”