Cooking With/For Dad

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After hanging up with Blaine and smiling like an idiot, I head down stairs to the kitchen. The faster I get to the kitchen, the more it smells like burnt food. I walk into the kitchen to see Dad scraping burnt eggs off the skillet. I walk up behind him and grab the skillet out of his hand, scaring him.

"Kurt!"

"What?!" I ask as I turn the water to hot.

"You scared me!"

"I'm sorry." I put soap in the skillet and fill it with hot water.

"What are you doing?"

"Letting it sit so some of the burnt food will come off." I grab a new pan from the cabinet and pull out the eggs. My dad watches me closely, observing. I then but bread in the toaster. I put the skillet on the stove to heat up. I crack the eggs into the bowl bowl and whisk them, then I poured them into the skillet. While the eggs are cooking and the bread is toasting, I go to the fridge and pull out strawberries. I cut them up and put them on the plate. I put lots of whipped cream next to it. I stir the eggs until they are scrambled, then put them on the plate. I put the toast on the plate. I pour her a cup of orange juice, coffee, and water. I put them all on a dinner tray and arrange them until I feel satisfied. I grab a rose from the flowers he bought and put it on the tray.

"Done!" Dad comes over and hugs me, whispering 'thank you' in my ear.

"Now go to school!" I groan. I grab my backpack and head out to my car.

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