a sizzling mess | roomies
Jan 2, 2022 8:27:32 GMT -5
Post by frankel 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!”