PARALYZED: Us Against The World

- Twenty four

[Before I start, I'd like to apologize to See_See143 I know I've been too busy lately.]

" Hey babe, should I fry the onion or the tomato paste first?" Daddy Steve asked as he poured oil into the pan.

" Yes. The onion goes in before the tomato paste." Mummy replied with a quick smirk from the couch where we both sat watching TV.

Mom used to be the chief chef around here but well, for two days now it's just been Daddy Steve doing all of that. He's been acting all sweet and nice towards mom and I wouldn't say it a bad thing but, I still find it to be awkward.

"You're dad is so sweet, isn't he?" I gave her a node to answer her question.

Mom applied for a leave of office to care more for herself and the little guy in her womb. She's been a workaholic you know. From the sweetness daddy Steve has been giving I'm sure he's just trying to make sure she enjoys every single day of her leave.

Every thing was going fine until we began to perceive the choking smell of the burning oil. It made us almost cough our longs out.

"Babe, you want to kill us with this oil abi?" Mom said still coughing as she made her way to the kitchen.

"He knows that oil is bad for me oh." She complains to herself as she heads to the kitchen. The volume of the television wasn't so loud so it was easy to hear whatever talks coming from the kitchen.

"You've allowed the onions to burn na!" She says just shortly after joining him in the kitchen.

Another Cooking lesson for him today again, I guess.

"You know I'm not that good in this tomato sauce thing na." He says as I re-tie his apron. He holds her by her waist, giving her a kiss on the cheek, acting all cheesey.

" You know that am cooking," mom knew it wasn't the right time for whatever he was doing.

"It's just a kiss, my love." He says as both their bodies moved side ways in a continuous motion like though they were dancing. His arm was definitely still around her waist. He was trying to play romantic.

Mom takes the tomato paste and robs it on his nose.

"What did you do that for?"

"For you to concentrate." He lets go of her and heads over to the sink to rinse it off.

The kitchen area of the house aside from my room was one of the most complicated places around the house and now more so it was looking more complicating due to all that cooking.

Dirty plates shoved up to one side; the sink area. The knife, cutter tray and a bowl laying on one side of the cabinet. The floor was a bit wet. The place was a mess.

With all the romance happening back there, the meal wasn't gonna be ready anytime soon.

I sat on the couch messing with the TV remote, moving from one channel to another. It was fun but yet boring, very boring cause none of the channels seemed to be showing a thing of fun.

"Give me the remote!" Marcus said as he made a super jump to the couch.

"Must you always play rough?" He almost hit me as he fell to the couch.

"That's how we guys role." A stupid justification.

"How you guys role? Really?"

"Can you hear yourself right now? You sound stupid." I had to offer the truth. One of these days someone was gonna get hurt because of this rough play of his.