Behind the Clouds

Breakfast

After finally prying Elizabeth away from the door, Zeldris had begrudgingly occupied her with looking after Hawk. That had led to the two falling into eager conversation, the fire demon happily chattering away to Elizabeth as she nodded and chimed in at appropriate intervals. 

As a result, Zeldris, who had just wanted to get Elizabeth out of his way, ended up having to listen to them chatter on and on about pointless little things that honestly didn't make much sense to him. All he knew was that it was annoying him. Greatly.

"Alright, I've had enough of this crap!" Zeldris huffs, pushing his chair away from the table and setting down the heavy book within his hands. Pushing a hand through his dark hair, he then heads to a drawer and pulls it out, revealing a loaf of bread, before taking a plate with cheese along with it. "I need some breakfast. All of this is giving me a migraine."

"I can cook for you if you want," Elizabeth immediately abandons her post with Hawk, hurrying toward the other table brimming with food. Upon it she spots bacon and eggs - a good, hearty breakfast option - and immediately thinks that she should cook that. It was, after all, the least she could do after barging into the young man's space, very much annoyingly and very much unwanted. 

"Look! There's bacon and eggs. I'm sure that's much better than bread and cheese."

"Well, we can't exactly use the fire," Zeldris grumbles, shoving things aside on the table filled with papers, books and magic artifacts. He grunts with the effort. "We have to wait for my idiot brother to get back before we can cook anything."

"Oh, I can cook!" Elizabeth responds cheerily, already pulling a frying pan from the three that hung from the wall. She hums as she approached Hawk once more, determined to cook a proper, filling breakfast. "I'm sure it won't go too badly at all."

"It doesn't matter if you can cook or not, idiot," Zeldris sighed, watching as Elizabeth set down the plate of bacon on the hearth. Beside it lay a few eggs, surprisingly still intact despite the long and clumsy journey. "Hawk only obeys Meliodas. The stupid fire demon is too stubborn to even consider- "

"I don't take any orders from anyone!" Hawk cries out, his flames flickering with his indignant voice. Bright amber and orange jump from the hearth - hot sparks of ash. "That includes you Mr Grouch! And you, Miss Weird Lady! Even Meliodas has to beg me to complete things because no-one controls the great and powerful- "

Elizabeth wasn't listening to either of them. Instead, she was rummaging around the stuff she'd organised around the hearth, including her discarded shawl and walking stick that rested by the chair she'd slept on. Humming, she mindlessly moved the walking stick behind the chair, tucking her shawl and coat neatly around the back of it. As she did, Elizabeth pulled up her hat, the item being something she'd forgotten about until now.

"Oh, my hat!" Elizabeth smiled brightly, placing the headgear onto the seat of the chair. "I'd completely forgotten about that!" She then turns back to the fire, moving the frying pan toward the still flaming Hawk. "Now Hawk, this will only take a second. Be a good fire and maybe I'll give you some more fuel."

"Did you not hear anything I just said, Lady!" Hawk fumes, steam curling from his nostrils as he glares at Elizabeth. "I don't cook! I'm an extremely powerful and scary fire demon. No-one, and I mean no-one commands me!" A flaming tongue pokes out of the fire demon's mouth, yellow in colour and forked at the end. His little hands wrapped around the two spokes sticking out of the hearth, grounding him as he leaned forward in a menacing fashion. It all fell short in the face of Elizabeth.

"I guess a bucket of water can always suffice," The goddess sighed, placing a hand on her cheek. Her voice lowers a little, dropping to a mere whisper. "Or should I tell Meliodas or Zeldris here about the deal you made with me?"