It's Not All Roses

Chapter 4; Things Historians Pretend Aren't Gay

The little annoying sound of an alarm clock is enough to wake up anyone, even through a closed door. I slowly blinked my eyes open just to feel the uncomfortable carpet under me and a pressure on the top of my body. I looked down on the unconscious presence on top of me.

Honestly, I would have just let her sleep while looking at the ceiling till she woke up, but the loud beeping noise was annoying the shit out of me. Plus, I didn't want to take the chances of her waking up by the alarm herself.

I slowly shifted her weight off of me and into the floor. Stretching my body and slowly creaking open the door, I closed it and walked to my alarm clock. I turned it off, opened my almost see-through curtains and grabbed one of my fluffy, white blankets.

I opened the door once again and wrapped it around Echo. Leaving my closet door open, the sunlight seeping into the closet and room. I walked to my little skincare desk and took my make-up off from last night, silently praying that I won't get any more acne.

I went to the washroom then silently skipped down the stairs. No one was down here so I'm guessing that my mom wasn't awake yet. I looked into the pantry and fridge, we were always good for food since my mum loves to cook and bake different foods.

While my head was inside the pantry, I heard the smallest, familiar whine. I looked at the sound and saw the little ball of fur. "Hello my sweet, little Roxy. How are you doing today, honey?" I said, despite knowing that she'll (probably) never talk back.

I pet her white, chest fluff and pour kibble into her food bowl, also giving her a chicken flavoured treat because she is so goddamn adorable. I put on a black apron and tied my hair into a high ponytail and looked back into my kitchen, figuring out what to make for my family.

Grabbing some flour, eggs, milk, water, salt and butter. I also grabbed some chocolate hazelnut sauce, whipped cream, so/me strawberries and cream cheese for the filling. Could you finally guess what I'm making?

Breakfast Crepes!

Hopefully Echo likes it, she does work in a food chain that specialises in crepes though, so let's give it a try. I grabbed some measuring cups and set them out on my counter.

I grabbed a big bowl and mixed in 1 cup of flour with 2 large eggs, slowly pouring in ½ cup of milk and ½ cup of water. After it's combined, I add ¼ of a teaspoon of salt and 2 tablespoons of melted butter into the mixture, til I beat it smooth.

Heating a lightly oiled frying pan on the oven, I poured ¼ of the batter into the pan for each crepe, tilting it in a circular motion until it was completely even. I cooked it until it was no longer wet and the bottom had turned light brown.

Obviously running a spatula through the side of the crepe to loosen it, then all I had to do was flip it until the other side had turned golden brown.

Now it's ready. I set out the giant stack of crepes on the table beside the hazelnut spread, cream cheese and whipped cream. I went back to the counter and grabbed a wooden cutting board. I cut the strawberries in half then cut them into tiny little hearts, to make it extra special for my ladies.

I laid the bowl of hearts next to the crepes, so people could decorate their crepes as they wanted and I obviously gave Roxy a couple of strawberries since it was her favourite fruit. I filled one half of the sink with hot water mixed with dish soap and slowly began handwashing all of the dishes I used.

Then I noticed the faint stepping of someone's socks on the stairs, coming downstairs. I turned around and messed with the straps of my apron. "Good morning, sleeping beauty." I said, jokingly. Echo rolled her sleepy eyes at me and yawned. "Good morning, evil stepmother."