Kimberly woke up on the floor. For some reason, she had slept the entire night on the wooden ground.
Lifting her body up, her eyes squinted. The window was open. Rai wasn't in the room. A blanket was shifted beside her, like she kicked it off her body half way through the night. And a scent filled the air.
Oh God...that smelled like real food!
Scrambling to her feet, she made a mad-dash downstairs. Skipping stairs, she made her way into the kitchen. Bardo was preparing breakfast. Much to her dismay, he was making cat-food.
"Hey, you're up."
"What are you making?" She peered over him to see what he was doing.
He was chopping up foreign fruits, and putting together something that resembled a fruit salad.
Before he could answer Kimberly's question, she gave an exaggerated sigh.
"Bardo, I need to have a serious talk with you."
He gave her his care-free look, a smile crossing his face.
"Yes?"
"You see...humans can't eat this shit. Don't get me wrong. What you're making smells amazing. I just can't eat it, or else my digestion will take a turn for the worse. So I need to borrow the kitchen."
He stopped what he was doing, and set his knife down.
"Alright, but I have to watch. My kitchen, my rules."
"Fair enough. Do you have dough, tomatoes, cheese, salt, flour, and sugar?"
The tall shirtless cat nodded. He then turned to gather her ingredients.
"Okay, I'm going to teach you a little something about the past. We humans loved Pizza. It's Italian, which means it didn't come from America- where we are right now. We Americans came to love Pizza, and started the tradition of ordering it whenever we have a party, or get together. You can make Pizza easily with these," she gestured to what was on the counter, "and instructions. I will be your instructions."
Bardo gave a nod, and glanced at what she was doing. He watched as she placed the dough on the counter, and grabbed the flour. She sprinkled the flour over the dough, time and time again, and flipped it over to mimic the action.
When done, she began to roll it out, using her fingers.
"Now this is the fun part. Pay attention."
She flipped the dough in mid-air, spinning it as if she has done it before.
She has actually done this before. She hasn't gotten the chance to make Pizza until scratch for ages. So when the idea popped in her head, it was hard to resist.
When it was stretched out enough, she placed it back on the counter. As she evened the tough out, she started to sing:
"What a splendid pie,
Pizza-pizza pie,
Every minute, every second,
Buy, buy, buy, buy, buy,
What a splendid pie,
Pizza-pizza pie,
Every minute, every second,
Buy, buy, buy, buy, buy."
A smile appearing, the male cat gently nudged her arm.
"Is the singing necessary?"
Deadpanning, she faced him properly.
"No, but it will taste better if you sing. You have to put your heart and soul into whatever you make, or else it won't be a creation. It will be pain food."
Nodding, he started to help her with the dough.
"Pepperoni and green peppers,
Mushrooms, olive, chives,
Pepperoni and green peppers,
Mushrooms, olive, chives.
Need therapy, therapy,
Advertising causes need,
Need therapy, therapy,
Advertising causes need."
Taking the tomatoes, she handed them to Bardo.
"Boil those. When they're soft, grind 'em until it looks like sauce, or something like sauce."
He followed her instructions, and watched her toss in salt and sugar into the grinding bowl. He seemed very interested. In fact, this was the quietest he's ever been around her.
"Now what?"
"Now," she sighed, "we put the tomato sauce on the dough. After that, we load on the cheese, and put the entire thing in the oven for about 18 minutes. Prepare to sing, Bardo."
And their voices meshed in the spacy kitchen.
"What a splendid pie,
Pizza-pizza pie,
Every minute, every second,
Buy, buy, buy, buy, buy,
What a splendid pie,
Pizza-pizza pie,
Every minute, every second,
Buy, buy, buy, buy, buy.
Pepperoni and green peppers,
Mushrooms, olive, chives,
Pepperoni and green peppers,
Mushrooms, olive, chives.
Need therapy, therapy,
Advertising causes need,
Need therapy, therapy,
Advertising causes need."
They continued like this, even when the pizza was already in the oven. Eventually, they were dancing around and acting like complete idiots...until Rai entered the room.
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Lolz. That was so fun XD
<3 Cat
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