It was 9 A.M!
Almost time for the show!
Oh, right. I canceled it yesterday because of all the commotion and stuff.. darn, I was really looking forward for this one!
I open my eyes and look around, huh, seems like I fell asleep in the living room.
I hear slight shuffling in the kitchen, along with a couple of voices..
"Uh, Mr, are you sure you're supposed to cook? I mean, what if Uncle Bossman gets mad at you for it?"
"I can handle Dancin' getting mad at me, my main focus, however? You kids having a filling breakfast."
"....Thanks."
"It's not a problem at all, you three."
Oh, I guess he didn't leave yet? I stand up from the sofa and stretch out my limbs, a few giving quiet cracks. "Oof- I'm gettin' old.." I walk towards the kitchen, smelling... pancakes! Ooo!! I sneak a peek,
Pear was cooking on the stove, probably the pancakes-! Ripe was next to the toaster, waiting for the bread to toast, Splits was sitting on a chair, next to the table. She probably got the orange juice! Peel was neatly putting glasses on the table, probably for water and stuff like that..
(DON'T ASK WHY THEY'RE FOOD ITEMS AND ALSO EATING FOOD. IM TOO TIRED TO MAKE SMTH UP)
THEY'RE SO CUTE-!!!!
I gently knock on the wall I'm leaning on, and when they all turn to look at me, I give them my flashy grin, "Hihi!! Good morning everyone!" I walk into the kitchen, gently kissing my nephews on the foreheads. "Ah, good. You're awake, first of all, I apologize for using your kitchen without your permission-" I chuckle,
"Hey, dude, don't worry about it! I don't really care if you use my kitchen or not, hah!" I take a seat at the table, resting my elbows on the table, also resting my face on my hands. Pear sighs of relief, then shuts off the stove. He turns around, showing the food he made! Oh, wow!
"Will some of you please help me set the table?" I raise my hand, and walk to him. "Thanks for looking after the kids, by the way..." He gives me a knowing smile, and nods. We set the table, and announce that it's time to eat! I take my plate, putting pancakes, a piece of toast and some eggs on it. I drizzle everything with maple syrup and start to dig in.
I notice Pear's very judgy stare, and I grin at him. He rolls his eyes and giggles. "Oh, why are these so good? " Ripe looks up at Pear, "Do you have some sort of, secret recipe or something??" He looks at her, and shakes his head, "No, I just used what has been used at my home for years. My father used to make it for my brothers' and I as well." He neatly cuts a piece of the toast, and the pancake, and somehow places it in his mouth in a calculated movement!!
He's such a darn nerd. "It's freakin' awesome, Mr. Green! Thank you!" Pear smiles fondly at Peel's enthusiasm and laughs.
Honestly, how do they get along so well already?? It hasn't even been a day! "Say.... Mr.. Green, or Pear, can I call you Pear?" Ripe takes her glass, and pours some juice in it, "Yes, you may call me Pear. I do not mind, Oldest." Ripe slightly flinches at being called 'Oldest', "Sssssssssoooooooooooooo..." He purposely drags out his words,
"Why did you do all this, even? Like, do you want something from Uncle?" Ripe points her fork at me nonchalantly, I slightly roll my eyes; "Is it a crime to just do things, out of common good? Based on your ages, you may be able to cook, but you also may be overwhelmed by it, burning it in the process. I did not have anything to do for the day, anywho." Ripe stares at him..
"Okay, I did not understand any of that," Pear shrugs and keeps eating his breakfast, "But, don't you want something??" He shakes his head, "No, Ripe. Your hospitality is enough. That is all." "Maybe he's telling the truth, big sis! I mean, what can he even get with treating us nice?" Splits makes a good point and fortunately, it shuts Ripe up.
A few minutes pass, everyone's finished eating, and Pear and I were left at the table to clean up. "Sorry about Ripe interrogating you— she does that sometimes. Even to his own siblings!" Pear briefly has a questioning look on his face, then shrugs it off. "She's a kid, I understand that he might have questions. I don't mind." He hands me the rest of the dishes and I put them into the dishwasher.
"Geez, thanks for everything, really! I was still feelin' kinda beat up about yesterday, yuh-know?" He pats my back, "I know, also, if you need any more help, just message me, alright? I'll come immediately." His voice is firm, but genuine. He lets go of my shoulder, and he walks towards the exit.
"Hey- hey- where are you going?" I ask, holding his wrist so that he can't move any further, "I'm returning to my house, is it not obvious?" He moves his hand over mine, and makes me let go of his wrist. "Why? I mean, you did say that you didn't have anything else to do today! Why don't you stay for a bit?"
He looked at me, then the front door. He thinks it through..
"Well, if you insist. Maybe this would be more enjoyable than discussing issues with my brothers.." He walks back into the house, and into the living room
YES!!!!!!!!!!!!! MORE BONDING!!!!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYY
GOD, learning about him is so much- FUN!!! He can COOK, and he's cool with my nephews!!! That's so cool!!! I'm so excited for them to talk more!!
I smile, giddily following Pear to the living room.
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yIPPEE
more pear n banana nephews bonding!!!!!!! God theyre so silly
Sorry abt this bein a slowburn, i like slice of life things giggles
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Just Another Pearnana Fanfic
FanfictionI was bored, can ya blame me? Anyways have this thing!!!!!!!! Maybe I'll continue it, maybe i wont, depends.
