Your Mind is Mine

Three

6 am. 

You're awake, and downstairs, staring into the fridge of the house, along with many other utensils. You've been up for a while, only ever being able to sleep for six to eight hours at a time. You were watching something on the TV, and saw that the woman of the man cooked him breakfast every morning, and you wondered if your Master's would like breakfast. You watched many episodes of whatever it was you were watching, and it gave you many recipes that you remember. You blink, eyes scanning the fridge and freezer for sausage meat, either ground, or the links. 

You tilt your head when you see ground sausage within a drawer of the fridge, pulling it out, and gently setting it down on the counter, continuing that process with the eggs, vegetables, seasonings, fruit, and cheese. You close the fridge gently, not turning the lights on, since you can see perfectly fine. You look through the drawers for a cutting board, and some pans, making sure to be as quiet as physically possible. You organize the ingredients into sections, looking for a small bowl to mix the seasonings in. 

You mumble the instructions to yourself, your body moving almost mindlessly, as if you've done this before, but in reality, it is the first time. You grab spatulas, wooden spoons, forks, plates, and napkins, setting everything up on the table beforehand. Since you're going to be making a lot to feed seven people, you're going to let them fend for themselves on their portions after the first. In case they may want more. You grab a knife, cutting up a few carrots into very thin slices, mincing cilantro, and green onion. You push them to the side, and into a little bowl.

You cut off the bottoms of the strawberries, and then cut them perfectly in half. You cut up the entire box, setting them in a bowl, and put them back inside the fridge, since you assume they'd be better cold. It's now that you begin the cooking process. You crack around fifteen eggs in a measuring bowl, mixing them together, putting some water in it to make them more fluffy. You also put a bit of seasoning within the eggs, mixing it one last time before setting it aside. 

You open up the package of ground sausage, turning on the stove, seven clicks arise up to your ears before a flame appears, you put it on medium heat, and dump the meat within the pan, waiting a little bit to hear it begin sizzling before dusting the seasoning mixture over it along with the vegetables, and beginning to mix it around, your body suddenly tenses at the memory of hash browns. You turn the heat down for a moment, opening another drawer to find potatoes, grabbing twelve, and setting them out. You peel them, and then mince them with a cheese grater to not make much noise as everyone is still sleeping.

You grab another large pan from the cupboard, and turn the heat on immediately. You put some butter into the pan, and mix it around before dumping the potatoes in. You stare at everything for a moment, wondering of you can mix everything into one dish... Like a stack. You hum, nodding your head to yourself as you decide to do that. You continue mixing the sausage around, wanting it to be fully cooked before beginning the eggs. The room around you slowly gets brighter as the sun comes up, the sun hitting your skin, and making you smile a little.

When the sausage is fully cooked, you set it aside, and replace the space with a clean pan, putting some more butter within, and then pouring the eggs in. You let them sit for a little, checking the hash browns, and seeing that they're about ready to flip, you smile a little to yourself. You mix the eggs around for a couple minutes before adding in the sausage and vegetable mix. You mix everything together, and let it sit for s few moments while you slice around ten pieces of velveeta cheese.

You check the hash browns again, and seeing they're nice and crispy, and you pick up the pan, standing back, and shaking it, making sure it'll move before flipping it and watching it fall back into the pan. You smile, and place the pan back on the burner. You continue mixing the eggs, making sure to pay attention as to not burn them. When they're cooked, you put the burner on low to keep them warm, and you wait patiently for the other side of the hash browns to cook. You look at the table. Cups. They'd probably like to drink something while they eat.