For once, Logan had waken up before Morality. That was new. Maybe he could make breakfast? Yes, he could make breakfast for once. What could he make? Ok. Eggs, and toast. And maybe bacon. Alright. Where were the eggs?
In the fridge. Of course. Alright, now the frying pan. Ok, under the stove. What type of eggs should he make, oh! Scrambled! Morality loved scrambled! Alright, crack the egg.
Oops, there goes a bit of shell. Ah, it'll be fine. Just a little crunchy.
Now, the toast. Where was the toaster? Alright, there it goes. What setting? 7 seems good.
And, the bacon. Could it be in the fridge? Yes, it was in the fridge. Alright, hmmm, 5:00 minutes in the microwave should be good.
Alright, back to the egg. Alright, it was a bit brown, kind of like his hair. Whatever. He flipped it and flipped it again. Ok, it looked pretty good to Logan. He took out a plate and placed it on the plate. He walked over to the toast. He took it out. Dang, it was hot. He threw it at the plate. Well, at least it matched the egg. The microwave beeped. He opened the microwave and, they looked very juicy, but he guess that would work anyway. He placed that on the plate, and placed the plate on the table.
He walked back to Morality's room. Without knocking, he opened the door while Morality was taking off his pajamas. Logan quickly shut the door so no one else saw. He then walked up to Morality.
"I made breakfast for you, it's in the kitchen" Logic informed Morality. Logan put on a tie and was about to leave when Morality grabbed him.
"Your tie is off." He was really close to Logan now. He fixed his tie, but neither of them moved. Morality leaned in, and kissed Logan softly on the forehead.
"Looking forward to that breakfast." Morality knew it wouldn't be good. But he loved Logan enough to eat it.
In the kitchen, Morality took one look at the plate and almost shuddered. He walked over and sat down and picked up the fork and knife. He grabbed some salt and drowned the egg in salt. He took a bit and boy was it crunchy. He ate it anyway, with lots of milk, and swallowed the toast. He ripped off a piece of bacon and chewed. And chewed. And chewed. He finally finished the meal, and turned around and hugged Logan.
"It sucked didn't it"
"Yes"
