Brozone Brain Rot

I was a jerk on your birthday

This is chapter two to I'm sorry I was a jerk

The next morning John Dory woke up with Clay on top of him.

JD slowly moved himself out from under Clay, going to get up while his brother slept. It was going good until he realized Clay had locked his arms around John's arm, JD couldn't even pull his arm out.

John Dory sighed and laid back down.

Clay made a noise of contentment in his sleep, snuggling closer to John.

JD chuckled softly to himself, pulling the blanket back over the two of them. John Dory looked over at his alarm clock, seeing it was only quarter after five, too early to get up anyway.

John rolled over, wrapping his arm around Clay, dozing off for a little bit.

About an hour and half later, John Dory woke up again.

Clay had finally let his arm go so JD snuck out of bed, covering Clay back up. John smiled softly before gently ruffling Clay's hair.

John Dory walked downstairs to see Bruce sipping a cup of coffee, slowly waking up.

“G’morning Brucie." John said while pouring his own cup, his voice gruff from sleep.

“Morning." Bruce mumbled sleepily.

“How about I cook breakfast this morning?" JD offered. Every morning that Bruce had been here, he cooked breakfast so John Dory figured he'd be nice in offering.

“You know, that sounds nice. I've actually kind of missed your cooking." Bruce chuckled.

JD beamed, he didn't think any of his brothers missed his cooking.

“You did? I thought you guys didn't like my cooking." John teased, smiling softly at his brother.

"Yeah, of course I did. You're not a bad cook. Not great but not bad either. You make a badass scrambled egg.” Bruce joked lightly, gently nudging John Dory.

JD chuckled softly and started getting out the stuff to make omelets.

“Heh, just wait till you try my omelets." John said confidently.

Bruce watched John Dory work, chopping up vegetables and scrambling eggs.

A comfortable silence fell over them as John cooked, the smell of food filling the air.

“Huh, I thought breakfast smelled different today." Floyd joked as he walked into the kitchen.

"Yep, Brucie let me make breakfast this morning.” John said, peeking at Floyd over his shoulder.

Floyd moved around JD as he made up his morning tea, snatching a piece of bacon before John could cut it to put into an omelet.

After taking a few sips of his tea, Floyd started making a cup of coffee, catching John Dory's attention. Before John could ask why Floyd was making a cup of coffee, Floyd did a countdown with his fingers. Floyd counted down from three, when he reached one, he pointed at the stairs.

At that moment Branch sleepily walked down the stairs, taking the cup of coffee Floyd offered him.

Bruce and John Dory chuckled as their baby brother started waking up.

“What chu making?" Branch said groggily, looking over JD's shoulder.

“Omelets, go sit down, they'll be ready soon." John said as he flipped the omelet, adding the fillings.

Branch and Floyd went and sat with Bruce at the table.

John Dory served up three omelets onto plates and passed them over to his brothers. As John Dory worked on two more omelets, the other three dug in.