Royally Misfits

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

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I woke up as sun streams into the room. Seems like it doesn't matter where I am, when the sun's up, I'm up. I quietly make my way over to the dresser, when you have people that like to sleep until noon- or as late as they can- as roommates you make sure you're quiet. I grab a black tank top and a blue and white checkered shirt, then some jeans that of course have rips and holes in them, all of my jeans have holes. With clothes in hand I make my way over to the bathroom.

I quickly brush my teeth and wash my face, after that's done, it's on to the bigger challenge, brushing my hair. My hair loves to get in knots, and being really thick doesn't help I'm sure. After thats done I put it in my signature tail. I almost always have my hair in a tail if I'm going out.

With everything done in the bathroom I head out of the room and towards the bed. I go under the pillow and grab my dagger. I shove it into the pants waistband and walk into the hall. In the hall I check my watch to see what time it is, and to see how long before the others will get up. 5:16am. I have around 2 1/2hrs before the others wake up. What am I going to do? My stomach made gurgling noises, so loud that it could wake the whole house. So looks like I'm going to get food. I slowly walk down the hall, then down the stairs. When I reach the last step, I can smell heavenly aromas coming from the kitchen. I all but run for the heavenly smells.

I enter the kitchen to see Mary, Sara, and Jill and some other ladies cooking away. "Whoa, busy bee's this morning?" I say, while leaning on the bar stool chair.

"This morning? How about every morning!" Jill said with her back to me.

Jill owns the dinner that I work at, so she gave me a few days off to settle in here. But, being the goody two shoes I am, I offered to come in tonight. So her son's going to drive me to work, considering we all go to the same school that is. I just have to wait until football practice is over, then I'll be on my way. I wonder who her son is. Hm, I'm sure that I'll find out today.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" I questioned, while still leaning on the chair.

"Well, do you know how to cook?" Mary looked up for a second while asking me.

I gave a small laugh. "Please, have you seen how much Derek and I eat? Someone would have to cook in that house, and it would most likely be the person, that gets up at dawn of every morning. So yes, I can cook."

"Well then what are you waiting for? Get to it!" Sara ordered me from the kitchen sink.

"Don't sass me missy, cause I'll sass you right back!" I told Sara while walking into the huge kitchen. At my remark there were laughs.

I got out a big bowl, big frying pan, eggs, cinnamon, milk, vanilla, bread, and butter. I love butter. I went over to the second stove, and began making french toast. I cracked four eggs, poured milk, but enough so it wasn't watery, a little vanilla in the mixture, then I opened the cinnamon container, holder thing, and put a nice thick layer on. I then got a fork and mixed it all together. Once I was done mixing I put the pan on the burner, and put some butter in the pan. Then I started to put the bread in the bowl, once I it had enough stuff on it I slapped it onto the pan. I could fit four pieces of toast in the pan at one time. Score!

I keeped on dunking the bread in the bowl, then putting it on the pan to cook. I did this until I didn't have the stuff in the bowl left. "Hey do you guys want more french bread?" I ask, not sure what to do.

"Yes, the more work you do, the less work we have to do." Sara told me while getting me more ingredients.
"Thanks Sara! I feel the love!"

"Oh I know, I'm just like cupid, aren't I!" Sara told me with a big smile on her face.