Kerrin's Hunt

Chapter 5: The Breakfast Attempt

    When Elm said they had enough things to make around forty pancakes, he was wrong. They had enough for something that would turn out to be closer to forty-nine. There were three giant mixing bowls in use and Xander looked like he was dying inside.

    “So, tell me, Elm, why did you think it would be a good idea to make so many of these?” he asked passive-aggressively.

“Dude, there is like  ten people in this house, now shut up and get back to work.” He said as he put two griddles on the stove.

        Eventually Xander got his life together, and began to pour the batter onto the griddle and Elm got a spatula and began haphazardly attending to those.  It took Elm five minutes to realize that nothing was going horribly wrong and he finally stopped standing in a position that made it look like he was fighting Smaug. He shot Xander a death glare after he realized that Xander had been laughing the entire time. Elm then yelled at him to get his life together again.

     Meanwhile, in the All Purpose Room (which according to Mikayla, was literally what they called it). The antics of the boys in the kitchen was heard at full volume.

“It sounds like there is a murder going on in there, what is happening?” Kat asked.

        “That would be an attempt at cooking a breakfast.” Ember said.

“Happens at least once a week. After a while you get over it…” Mikayla shrugged.

        “Wow…” Kat said.

            Minutes later, Xander came out with a gigantic plate of pancakes and set it on the table in the corner.  Within a few minutes, Elm bought out plates and began setting them around and Ember got up and ducked into the kitchen, emerging with a bunch of silverware.  Ember quickly set the plates around the round table very quickly, and then moved onto setting the silverware around, much slower and neater this time. Mikayla jumped into the kitchen, arriving with some syrup and butter.  

    “Y’all are on your own for drinks. I’m keeping my tea.” Nikola said.  

       Elm and Xander shot a glare at her and sulked back into the kitchen and Mckayla went into the kitchen after them, and soon emerged with a mug of coffee. Then Elm and Xander emerged, with coffee as well.  They sat and ate, and made some small talk.

    “So, what are we gonna do with the kid today?” Elm gestured to her from a seat over.

“What we’re supposed too. Raid her house and get her stuff before the dead guy’s friends do, start her lessons, get her moved in, and maybe have a movie or video game night to celebrate the new addition.” Nikola responded.

    “Wait you guys are really going back to my dad’s apartment to get my stuff, after a demon showed up there and tried to kill me? Do you have a death wish?” Kat asked.

      “Yeah, that is literally what we do.” Mikayla said.

“Fair enough then. Just be careful about my room, there are some suitcases in my closet that you can throw anything I might need in and we can get anything else later.” Kat replied.

        “She’s smart, I’ll give her that. Cate will like her. “ Xander said.

    “We haven’t even begun training Kat yet.” Nikola said.

“Which makes it all the more impressive.”  Ember said.

       “Yeah,  that deserves credit.”

    “So do the adults ever wake up or are they in some sort of alcoholic coma due to another kid arriving?” Kat asked, breaking the slightly awkward silence that had descended.

     Elm and Mikayla started laughing. Xander snickered, Ember giggled, and Nikola grinned.

“No, they don’t drink, and Cate couldn’t get drunk if she tried. They just sleep a lot. Understandably too, as they probably need it.” Nikola said.

    “Gee, I wonder why she can’t get drunk, Nikola, you should tell us all why!” Elm exclaimed in a very exaggerated voice.

       “Use that voice again and I will legitimately punch you in the throat.”

“Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?” Elm asked.

    “I do, bite my thumb, sir.” She deadpanned as she then bit her thumb and flicked it out from behind her teeth at Elm. Kat was appalled, knowing what this meant and where it was from and stared  in a mixture of shock, disgust, and a small type of horror. Ember looked at her and giggled.

      “Who let you read Romeo and Juliet?” Xander asked her.

“My idiot father, that’s who. He’s a good person, but not the smartest of parents. On the bright side, Shakespeare is hilarious.” Kat answered brightly.

    “Six people  died in that play.”

“Yeah, because a dumb guy decided he wanted to drop Rosalie like a rock and make out with some chick after seeing her for three seconds, and then like a week later, killing himself because he thought she was dead.” Kat quipped.

    “Well, she ain’t wrong.” Mikayla remarked.

“Of course I’m not wrong, but by all means let the majority of the world think it was the greatest romance of all time.” Kat grumbled.

    “I like her already.” Elm said.

        “Thank you.” Kat smiled.