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"Guys, you may wanna come see this..."" Yells James from the lounge room.. Lyra phone buzzes on the counter. She grabs it and we rush to the lounge.
We walk in to see April, Nova and James shocked and looking at the TV. "Tonight, all over the Northern hemisphere bonfires have appeared in every major city. Furs and anti-canine artefacts are subject to these bonfires. The organisation known as 'Purity' claims to be behind these quote unquote Specist attacks. Prime Minister poodleich is speaking now." Lyra switches off the TV.
"Hey wait, I was watching that!" April exclaims.
"W-well you shouldn't. You'll get nightmares. It's not for kids." Lyra says dismissively. April gives a huff and walks over to a small chest of drawers that contain art supplies. She picks up a few things and starts drawing. Lyra is fine with this, she draws all the time and they made an agreement previously.
"Well, no more call and seek for us..." James says.
"The food!" I yell and race back into the kitchen, followed by Lyra and James. Luckily it's ok. It takes a lot of skill to ruin soup I suppose. It's just boiling happily away. We hurry over to it and I carefully lift the lid. Steam spills out from the sides and rolls outward, covering Lyra's stovetop in a thick blanket of steam. We all take deep breaths, the scent overpowers my senses. It smells... hearty, like a good winter broth. It fills my lungs as I start thinking about what else it smells like, it smells... meaty? But I didn't put any meat in it... maybe it was that brown stuff Lyra put in it.
I turn around to ask Lyra about the slop, but she gets a phone call. I try to peer at the caller ID, but she declines the call. She opens up her messaging app just as she gets a text, I creep up behind her as she starts to reply, I hover over her shoulder, just able to glimpse at the screen. A lock of my hair falls out of my ponytail and brushes her shoulder. She jumps slightly and presses her phone to her chest in panic. I only saw a few words, "saw, sorry, can't, house, friends, open." She glares up at me, annoyed at my invasion of her privacy.
"I have to go upstairs now, continue with dinner without me." she turn on her heel and stalks out of the kitchen and up the stairs. Her door slamming echoing throughout the house..
I hear a car engine approach the house, and car doors closing. I ignore this and start stirring the soup. The front door open and male voices bounce through the hallway into my ears, I recognise those voices, it's Lyra's brothers.
The first one to make it to the kitchen is Gliese, the eldest. He jumps over a small display end table and slides into the kitchen. He opens the fridge and grabs one of the many cans of coke, before rushing over to see what we're making. He cracks open the can and peers over my shoulder.
"What're you making?" he says loudly, right next to my ear. I groan on the inside but respond in a calm manner,
"Soup." what I was cooking. He grabs a spoon and takes a large serving and tries the soup.
"Eh, I suppose the groovy gravy™ makes it a little bearable." he shrugs and goes out of the room. I hiss at him and he gives a shocked face before disappearing into the living room. I can hear Lyra's middle brother, Lambah, talking but I can't hear what he's saying and there's an exasperated moan that seems to come from Nova. I start adding a few more herbs and vegetable to the soup and continue stirring.
A/N sup doods, it's another chapter, this was written by some of us, and honestly I'm too lazy to check who so yeah, keep in mind I only wrote one paragraph, someone else wrote the other parts. Go follow everyone, as you probably know all of their names by now.
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