Chapter 9

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Y/N's POV

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You opened your eyes to burning rays of sunlight leaking through everything. You slowly sat up and looked around. Everyone was deep in slumber. Aradia was leaning against Sollux, Sollux's arm still looped around her, as if he was dragging her closer. Karkat was laying flat on the couch, one arm draped over the edge. Nepeta was softly purring and whispering to herself in her sleep, Rose and Kanaya both laying straight on the pillow-thingy, John and Jade just curling up with each other,  as if they were scared of the movie. Dave was just being... Dave, you guess.

You  check the time as it was instinct for you. 10:54. Thank god it was a Saturday. You sat up slowly, your back creaking. You sighed and stood up, walking to the kitchen to make breakfast. You looked in the pantry. Pancake mix. Guess you're making pancakes, then.

You took the eggs and the water out and mixed it in with 2 cups of the mix then took a pan, buttered it, and turned the stove on high. You took a spoon and attempted to make a good circle on the pan with it. You put the spoon down on the counter and grabbed a large plate for pancakes. After making 2 or so, you heard someone yawn and grumble. Bets on Karkat or Sollux. The person walked in the kitchen sleepily, and wouldn't you know it, it's Karkat. "UGH. (Y/N)?" He said.

"Hmm?" you looked up for a second at him then proceeded to flip the pancake.

"JUST SEEING IF IT'S YOU. WHAT ARE YOU MAKING?" he questioned, sounding a bit more loose than usual.

"Delicious pancakes." You grinned and put the 3rd pancake on the pancake plate.

"WELL SHIT. I HATE ASKING THIS BECAUSE I SOUND LIKE A WHINY LITTLE BASTARD, BUT CAN I HAVE SOME?"

"Yeah sure whatever, just take some from the plate beside me." You said, grabbing the plate and giving it to him.

You set maple syrup and some butter on the table and made some more mix for yourself. Karkat was surprisingly quiet. You decided to make a whole stack of pancakes if someone woke up. after about 5, Nepeta came in.

":33<*ac says Hello Karkitty! Hi (Y/N)!" She said, sounding sleepy but as hyper as ever.

"Hello Nep! Would you like some pancakes?" You smiled.

":3<*ac says sure!"

She took two and slowly ate them, along with Karkat, who was on his 2nd pancake.

After awhile, (or in a different measurement, 10 pancakes,) Sollux and Aradia both asked for some and you gladly gave it to them.

"(Y/N), do you have any honey?" Sollux said.

"Yeah, give me a second." You grabbed the honey from the cabinet to the right of you and placed it on the table. You sat down with 3 pancakes and put some (Topping) on yours and scarfed it down.

After around 30 minutes of pancake making, everyone was in the kitchen eating junk food or pancakes, save Jade, who was always a late sleeper.

"Welp, I have literally no idea what to do next."

"All iin favor of beiing lazy 2nob2?" Sollux said around 5 minutes later.

"Yup." Was the general answer. You stood up and placed your plate on the counter. You sighed and stretched. Your eyes darted towards the clock, as many of your friends say, 'You're a time maniac.'

11:17. Almost noon. You slipped away from the table and went upstairs, to where your room was. You locked the door, and after checking that you legitimately locked it, slid to your dresser. You changed into a graphic t-shirt, as you are also known for never not wearing a graphic t-shirt. You slipped on some black leggings and pulled another hoodie over your head. It's August (Y/N)! What the hell are you doing? A voice in your head called. Take that shit off.

You sighed once more and took the hoodie off with ease. You slipped back downstairs and onto the couch. Kanaya stood up and gently placed her plate in the sink. She took a small mint lifesaver from the table, left over from last night.

Pretty fucking quiet, huh (Y/N)?  You breathed in.

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