Ramshackle's New Student

Chapter 2: Ramshackle's New Student.. Again?

"___! Wake uuuup!"

You groggily stir in your bed as you listen to the sound of a certain cat-like monster as he bats at your face with his little paws. The thought that you might be late for something strikes your mind and in a panic, you sit up, almost launching Grim across the bed as you reach over to your bedside to check your phone. No no, it's your day off. You groggily stare at your phone, trying to figure out why you're awake at.. Wait does that say 7am? Glancing up to Grim, who is gathering himself from being catapulted by your rousing, you groggily stare him down. Slightly in annoyance, slightly in confusion. Is the house on fire? Is there something wrong?

Is today the day you kill Grim?

Mornings where you didn't have an alarm were not your forte.

As though reading your expression, Grim pipes up with an explanation: "Sunny wants food. And also I want food. We're hungryyyyyy."

Ah, so today is the day you kill Grim.

Grumbling, you toss off your blankets, not even bothering to get dressed from your jammies, and you lean over to grab Grim, picking him up with one hand. You step out of your shared room to find Sunny sheepishly looking at you from the hallway. Your expression tells him that he really shouldn't have bothered you. That and, you're carrying Grim in a manner that looks like you're gonna throw him like a furry little football.

"Grim tells me that you've somehow no idea how to cook for yourself."

Sunny looks off to the side and scratches his head. You'd cooked for him and Grim every morning for the past week, and he thought that was how things operated in this dorm. "A-ahh.. It's not that... I uh.. I got up, and... food wasn't made.." The more he says it out loud, the more he realizes just how he sounds, and the more his voice shrinks. You look to Grim, who looks like he knows you've thought about killing him twice already this morning. You hold him out to Sunny.

"Take the cat. Feed him. Today's my day off from schoolwork. I make breakfast on the days where I can be assed." With that, you close the door and return to your sleep. Sunny, now holding Grim, looks to him.

"Is it me, or is our prefect really scary when they're sleepy?"

"Oh no. I'm with ya'. Just because they can't use magic doesn't mean they can't stab us in our sleep." Sunny quietly shudders at the thought. He heads downstairs to start figuring out the deal with the food.

"What am I allowed to make?"

"Anything you want with whatever's in the fridge and pantry. Just don't make a mess or ___ will never forgive you."

"Gotcha." Sunny looks through the fridge, opening up the cupboards to glance through the dorm's kitchen stores. It's pretty bare given all the room there is to store food, but there's enough for the people who live here. He's got an idea of something simple he can make. "You want some eggs and toast, Grim? Are you able to eat that?"

"Boy can I. Can my toast have tuna on it?"

"Aren't you gonna get sick of tuna if you eat it every day? Too much of a good thing, and all that?"

"No such thing!!" Grim declares, standing on his hindlegs on the breakfast table, posing. Sunny laughs and tugs his pen from his uniform pocket. Grim watches interestedly as he begins to use his magic. "Be our guest..~" He motions his pen towards the eggs and the stove. A pan near the stove starts to dance its way onto the stove, and the stove itself starts to tune to a specific heat. The eggs dance out of their carton one by one, heading towards the pan, at which Sunny realizes that he's gotten too many eggs into the show.

"Wait, wait lil' guys- I need half of you to head back-" He motions to the half that are closest to the carton in the fridge and one of them rolls in such a way as though it's just taken a double-take. "Oh don't you give me that face. Too many cooks in the kitchen. Head back in your carton for now."