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a sizzling mess | roomies Jan 2, 2022 8:27:32 GMT -5

Post by ☢️ on Jan 2, 2022 8:27:32 GMT -5

James

”WHERE ARE THE CHICKENS?” There is not even an egg in sight for James, let alone one of the feathered beasts that make his life hell by digging holes in the land. Of all the animals on the property that he shares with Enzo and Kiara, the flock of chickens are his greatest nemesis. Even the colicky horse does not give him the same amount of stress. He thought getting up early before everyone else, collecting the eggs and frying up a breakfast for them would be an easy task.

No. It is not proving to be!

”Oh, we put them in the other coup!” What an idiot. A new coup for Ratmas, round the back of the barn. It is not like they have been in there for a whole week. Basket in tow, he lets the ladies out to roam for the day and collects all their gifts. This is going well. This is going to be easy.

Now what temperature does he need to set the stove at? How much oil needs to go in the pan? Does he fry more than one egg at a time? Jimmy stands over the stove, contemplating just going back to bed and being the same old idiot who bangs his knife and fork on the table expecting the breakfast to be made by someone else. No, it is Ratmas. He needs to treat them both.

Sizzling fills the kitchen, eggs, tomatoes, bacon, sausages, toast and potatoes all being cooked in some kind of fashion. There is an odd burning smell that fills the house when the first of his roommates wakes up. ”Morning Enzo!” Jimmy says as he whisks a bowl of eggs, ready to scramble them. ”You can sit down, I am making breakfast this morning!”

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a sizzling mess | roomies Jan 2, 2022 11:33:28 GMT -5

Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2022 11:33:28 GMT -5

enzo!!

He woke up groggy, for some reason he couldn't sleep last night. It happens sometimes, he'll just groan and open the window and slink back into bed for a few hours. Something about 10 at night has always soothed his soul, like a warm bowl of chicken noodle soup. He'll prop his head up and stare out the window, the only thing in view being the night sky and the tree line and the west of the house. A whole bunch of everything and nothing.

So he probably slept two hours. A wink and a sliver, it's not long before the sounds of pots and pans being thrown around wakes him up quick. "JIMMAAAYE-!" from a groan into a yell, he gets no response and burrows his head under two pillows. It's Ratmas for cryin' out loud, what's up with the whole band going on outside?

After about 10 minutes of denying the fact that he's awake, Lorenzo throws a jacket over his pyjama's and gets his day started. Socks and shorts and a graphic tee, "mornin' Jimmy." He says with his eyes on the prize: coffee. Maybe with a shot of Jack, start feelin' the festive spirit early with that. "woah, woah, watch your bacon! Gonna start a grease fire like," yeah yeah, passenger chef, he steals a potato wedge early as the coffee pours.

"Oh, this is gonna be so good, thanks," Enzo starts, drowsy eyes bouncing between the rest of breakfast and the small amount of presents they've scrounged up this year. "Keeks up yet? I couldn't sleep worth a damn."

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a sizzling mess | roomies Jan 2, 2022 13:07:23 GMT -5

Post by ☢️ on Jan 2, 2022 13:07:23 GMT -5

James

There is something about sharing his own place versus being in the orphanage. Everything is his own, even his time is without a true schedule. If he wants to sleep in, he can sleep in. If he wants to cook mac and cheese at two in the morning, he can. If he does not want to come home for two nights in a row, he can (well obviously he gets a worried mouthful from Kiara and Enzo as they have been worried sick) but at least he still can. It is all Jimmy’s. His entire life in his palms. He earns his keep mucking out stalls at the nearby ranches and selling the odd bit of produce from the land.

But he could never do it alone, a guiding hand must always be there. Someone to point out where he is going wrong and how to do it right. Just like the reminder on the bacon that is about to char. ”I’ll take that piece, I like it well done!” He says, flipping the greasy bacon onto his plate with the wooden spatula.

”She is probably sleeping in, should we wake her?” Jimmy says with a ginormous grin on his face. His presents for his roommates are still hidden under his bed upstairs. Wrapped in the most precarious way but to the best of his ability. ”Do you want your eggs fried or scrambled, or both? It is ratmas, you can have both!”

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a sizzling mess | roomies Jan 2, 2022 14:06:35 GMT -5

Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2022 14:06:35 GMT -5

enzo!!

"Good thing you do!" he says through a laugh, the smoke of burning pig tickling his nose. "Your bacon's blacker than my coffee," but damn if it don't taste good. Lorenzo takes two sips from his mug as he moves away from the stove, leaving Jimmy to his own devices. Crazy stallion he is, last time Enzo visited his mom she was surprised their cottage hadn't burnt down. He credits that largely to Kiara, the health management of the roommates.

He crosses a leg sitting at the kitchen counter, "fried, I'm gonna make a breakfast sandwich with it." The superior of all breakfast foods, and his father is Mace Emberstatt so that adds some weight to his judgement. He sits at the counter watching for a bit before moving to the old radio on the counter, playing with the stations to see what all he can find. It skips from some pop songs to a news radio to finally, something festive.

"And honestly, I'm thinkin' about it! If Keeks ain't up in 15m I'm not waiting to eat, let that be know," cousin be damned, Ratmas waits for no one.

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a sizzling mess | roomies Jan 2, 2022 15:16:01 GMT -5

Post by ☢️ on Jan 2, 2022 15:16:01 GMT -5

James

Food just keeps pouring from the pans. Is Jimmy feeding three or the entire District? He just keeps going, it is Ratmas after all. Filling up on one breakfast feast a year is not going to harm this one time. (Though maybe his tummy will moan about it tomorrow). ”The food is going to go cold if she doesn’t make an appearance soon!” What a waste that would be, all the morning’s effort straight into the trash. Up at the crack of dawn for this, nearly walking into a heart attack when he thought he lost the hens. Now he would really be thrown out onto the lawn by his ear if he weren’t so dumb to forget they had moved home.

Jimmy twists the nozzles on the stove, switching the gas off as there will soon be no more room to plate up all the food. He is ready to go and wake up Kiara but not until he fills his own plate. One piece of everything. Then two pieces. Then three…four. All placed together neatly on the porcelain. ”Yeah we need to wake her up, I am not having this food go cold. Maybe we go up there and bash some pans? A nice festive awakening!”