Aphmau X Child! Reader

Chapter 16

Bagel.

Eggs.

Bacon.

Avacado.

Long ago, the four groups of food lived together in harmony in their seperate pantrys and fridges. Then, everything changed when you attacked.

You made your way to home of the bagel, first, grabbing the packaging from the bread pantry with a full unapologetic fist. There was no time to retreat, no time to call for backup.

And thus, the bagels were taken and set aside to watch the slaughter.

Next was the eggs. You took the pan of doom from beneath the sink before revving of the flames of metal and steel. The eggs had no chance against you. You simply cracked it overtop the now burning hot pan, effectivly submerging the eggs in heat.

Frying them in full.

Once they were sat on the plate, motionless, you turned your attention to the uncooked pieces of meat known as bacon.

You gave it the same treatment as the eggs, hardly flinching when it tried to fight back by popping sizziling hot grease onto your cheeks.

'The fighting is futile',

you think to yourself,

'For you have no chance against the master...'

The bacon was then layed slayed alongside the cooling fried eggs.

Bagel. Egg. Bacon. What are you forgetting?

Looking just barely over your shoulder, you locked eyes with your final opponent.

Avacado. It resided in a land of cold, locked up tight within a steel box.

Any normal person wouldn't even dare to cross paths in such a treacherous place. They wouldn't even be able to survive.

But you're not a normal person...are you?

No, you're not.

Rushing toward the steel box of cold, you thrusted your hand forward and yanked open the gates that allowed you full access to the deepest depths of the contraption.

Then, without struggle, you push past the cool chill biting your cheeks and reach forward to grab hold of the single lone avacado, trying and failing to avoid your reach.

You tear from its own, shutting the gates it so desperatly thought was going to be enough for protection.

You grin coldly.

"Thought you could hide from me, huh?" You say coyly, setting the last of your victims onto the cutting board. "Heh..You really are..a fool!"

Then, you cut. Once, twice. Three times, just to satisfy yourself. You rip out the only form of guts it has, a brown seed, and toss it into the trash can before cutting some more!!

The bagel, eggs, and bacon all watched in terror as you continued until the avacado was reduced to nothing more than a common spread.

That's right...you, daughter of the great Ultima Aaron Lycan and the human Aphmau, did all this in order to make...

A breakfast sandwitch!

You bounced on your heels with a grin, tail wagging while tossing your bagel into the toaster.

Today was sunday.

A lazy day, you might add, and with all of your stresses basically being no more, you decided to indulge yourself a little. You're even still in your pajamas.