Colortopia

Pancake Time

The second we head home, Yellow is racing to the door to see what we got.

Yellow: Tell me everything! What'd you get?!

Orange and Green groan as they limp over to the couch.

Orange: A beating...

Pink heads upstairs to cool herself off after our encounter with Teal. Yellow looks at me and has a little smirk as she crosses her arms.

Yellow: Are you keeping a secret? What's goin' on?

Me: We got attacked by a villain at the HueMart, Yellow. We're not in a good mood right now.

Yellow understands and she wraps her arms around me, hugging me in a warm embrace that I really need right now.

Yellow: Don't you worry, Dom-Dom! I'll make us a nice batch of Batter Balls, and everything will be okay!

Me: I appreciate that, Yellow, but I was thinking that I'd make breakfast for us this morning.

Yellow's eyes widen as she gasps in excitement.

Yellow: YAY! DOM IS MAKING BREAKFAST!

Red responds in kind from her room.

Red: {muffled} SHUT UP!

Me: Yeah, so I'm going to need to use the kitchen.

Yellow: Follow me!

Yellow brings me into the kitchen and I am so relieved that it looks like a regular kitchen.

Me: Oh, that's a relief. I suppose I won't have to use any paint.

Yellow: {giggles} You're so funny! 

Yellow reaches under the cabinet and pulls out a large can of primer. My jaw drops as I see Yellow about to pour the primer onto the stovetop.

Me: Yellow, don't do that!

I stop her and grab the can before it's too late. 

Yellow: {chuckles} Dominic, do you want the stove to work?

Me: But why would...? I don't understand.

Yellow: Well, silly goose, you see this hole right there?

She points to a large hole in the center of the stovetop.

Me: Is that where the primer is SUPPOSED to go?

Yellow: {nods} Yeah, everyone uses primer to fuel up their stoves. 

Me: I have never done that before in my life.

Yellow: Oooh, that's right, you're from another planet! You don't even HAVE stoves!

Me: Uh... J-just give me the can, please.

Yellow gives me the primer and I hesitantly pour the stuff into the hole Yellow showed me. 

Yellow: I always wait after ten seconds.

So I pour the primer into the hole for ten seconds.

Yellow: Even though you're supposed to do it for only five.

I splutter and set the primer on the counter, turning to Yellow with confusion.

Me: Wh-why would you do that?

Yellow: Because of this!

Yellow turns on the stove and massive rainbow-colored flames erupt from the grates. 

Me: WHOA!

Yellow: I KNOW!

Yellow grabs a pan from the cabinet and places over the stove, stepping back and presenting the whole thing to me like we're in a game show.

Yellow: All yours, compadre!

She pats me on the shoulder as she leaves me to my lonesome. I realize, in that moment, I'll be in charge of making breakfast for six people. Yellow comes back in the kitchen.

Yellow: Oh, I forgot! Red and Blue don't eat breakfast, so yeah!

Me: Wait, why not?

Yellow: Red fasts and Blue is... well, Blue!

She giggles as she races out of the kitchen again. Well, that eases my troubles a bit. 

But now...

It's pancake time!

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I have the ingredients mixed together in a large bowl and I grab an equally large pan to place on the stovetop. I have a sense of nostalgia as I pour the batter in. Back when I was a young boy, my mother used to make pancakes for us every Sunday. Those were happier times, when we didn't have to worry about horny Swedish trainers or family feuds. But things are different now. I'm pretty sure my mother isn't even bothered that I'm not there. She has the entire house to herself, so why should she? As I'm having these thoughs, a tear drops from my face and vaporizes the second it hits the pan. I only manage to make one pancake before I just turn the stove off and weep into my hand. That's when Red decides to enter the kitchen.

Red: Hey! What's this I hear about you making breakfast?! You better not burn the house down!

I try my hardest to make the tears go away, but it's too late. She storms up to me and sees the water show.

Red: Huh?! Why the hell are YOU crying?! 

She turns me to face her, and Red crosses her arms as she watches the tears stain my cheeks.

Me: I-I just... have some bad thoughts, that's all...

Red: {scoffs} I have bad thoughts all the time, but you don't see me weeping about it.

Me: It's different, Red... My homelife on Earth is something I'd like to forget... My... guardian... never thought much of me... and I went through most of my childhood alone... Even now, I'm sure she's throwing a party in my absence... 

In that moment, I swear I could see Red's face soften.

Red: Well... That was then. This is now. And now, we've got some stupid breakfast to make. 

Me: W-we...?

Red looks over at the pan and sees the pancake I made. She gasps and points at it, her face filled with shock.

Red: WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?

This causes Yellow and the others, minus Blue, to race into the kitchen.

Yellow: WHAT IS IT?!