Roommates『 ℍ𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕗𝕥 𝔸𝕌 』

Chapter 3 - Touring the Chaos

"So, Grian, what do you think about the pancakes?"

The dining room was especially filled with chatter and laughter. There were almost a total of 20 people in the room, with only a few empty and vacant chairs, most of the hermits were present and talking casually with each other as they all ate breakfast.

"It's delicious, really!" Grian stopped eating to answer Mumbo's question. "They're really good! You guys really know how to cook."

"Well, some of us do," Stress chuckled from beside him, before giving a small glance to the person beside her. "The other half... no offence, but not so much."

Iskall dramatically gasped as she turned to him, acting offended. "How dare you! My cooking is very high classed, thank you very much!"

Stress giggled, rolling her eyes. "Whatever you say, whatever you say."

"How about you, Grian?" Iskall asked. "How would you rate your cooking? 1 to 10."

"Solid 0. Unless you give me a full on manual on how to use the kitchen and a full recipe book on how to cook, I will burn the house down and that is no joke." Grian replied jokingly serious, a tone of sarcasm present in his voice.

"Yep, can confirm." Mumbo chuckled.

"Well, dang, we'll need to pair you up with some professionals for your cooking group then, or else we'll need Cleo to get the water hose again!"

"Hey, that sounds like a good idea!" Cleo, who was just around the corner, joined the convo as she heard her name being mentioned. "Grian, don't worry about it, you can cook all you want, I'll be the firefighter if you do eventually commit accidental arson."

"Cleo, no!" Stress said, laughter evident in her voice.

"What? I was just joking!" Cleo giggled. "Also, Iskall, can you pass me the nutella jar right there?"

"Sure!" Iskall shortly grabbed the nutella jar, closed the jar, stood up, and went into a throwing stance, aiming at Cleo as he held the jar in one hand ready to throw it across the table. "Here comes the chocolate! YEET!"

Cleo quickly rose up from her chair, almost knocking Joe's plate off the table, and nonchalantly caught the jar of nutella without any problems. "Thanks!"

"No problem. Make sure to give it back after you're done with it, though!" Iskall replied, before continuing to eat his pancakes, not being bothered by the fact that the entire room had gone silent and turned to him after that.

Grian simply chuckled at the shenanigans, before also returning to his half eaten breakfast meal.

After a bit, the room calmed down a little, and some were even done eating. The gremlin turned to Mumbo. "So are we going to immediately continue the tour after this?"

The taller took a moment before answering. "I mean, we could. Would you like to see the higher floors or the basements first? The entire tour could take a long time to complete."

"Maybe the basement floors first. Sounds interesting."

"Yeah, the basements are an interesting place. Just don't touch anything." Mumbo quickly warned.

"Why? Are there some sort of antique rare things that break easily down there?" Grian asked.

"No, that's not what I meant." He said. "You'll see what I mean when we go down there."

Grian was a little confused, but just nodded as forked up his last piece of pancake. "Alright, whatever you say, potato boy."