The Burning ~ Dreamnotfound + Skephalo

Chapter 7: Who's the Pillager Now?

          Skeppy made sure to wake up early so he could make Bad breakfast in bed. Bad was always the one taking care of breakfast, so Skeppy wanted to give him the morning off. It'd also be a great way to show Bad how he felt about him. There was only one problem with this otherwise terrific plan...Skeppy had no idea how to cook. Packed away in the chest beside the warrior house's funcances was a collection of cookbooks. He pulls one out and begins to read, but quickly becomes overwhelmed with all of the directions. He couldn't believe that making simple pancakes and bacon required so much. Instead of thoroughly reading over the directions, he decided to just mix all of the pancake ingredients into the same bowl.
          The mixture was hard for him to stir together and had many lumps that he tried his best to fix. Once the batter was smooth with no lumps whatsoever, he returned to the book. He internally groaned when he saw that part that said to mix the wet and dry ingredients separately, then felt even stupider when the book said that lumps in the batter were perfectly fine. Skeppy didn't care though. There was no way that lumps would make the difference between good or bad pancakes.
          Skeppy then pulled out a pan to begin cooking the bacon. He placed a handful of charcoal onto the burner and waited for it to catch fire, then placed a pan on top of it. He carefully laid the strips of bacon onto it and eagerly waited for the bacon to sizzle. Once it started bubbling and popping with grease, he placed a lid over it and turned his attention back to the pancakes. He pulls out a cookie sheet and pours the pancake batter into little circles. Skeppy carefully places the cookie sheet into the furnace, slightly burning himself in the process. But he didn't care. This was going to be perfect.
          Bad yawns in his bed, slowly waking up. He blinks his eyes as he adjusts to the light in the room, then notices Skeppy smiling at him by a furnace. "Skeppy? What are you doing up so early?"
          "I'm making you breakfast! Well, it's going to be for everyone, but I mainly made it for you. I want to talk to you about something while we eat." He gestures to the furnace. "I'm making eggs and bacon."
          Bad walks over to him. "Skeppy! That's so kind of you!" He looks down at the singular pan on the top of the furnace. "Have you not made the pancakes yet or something?"
          "What do you mean?" Skeppy asks.
          "Skeppy, you make pancakes with a pan."
          "I knew that!" Skeppy says.
          Bad looks at the empty bowl of batter. "So, is that what's in the covered pan? Skeppy, you have to flip them over."
          Bad grabs the pan lid, but Skeppy holds his hand down. "Bad, you make us breakfast all of the time. Let me do this for you."
          "Skeppy, I appreciate that you wanted to do this for us, but you don't know how to cook."
          Skeppy scoffs. "I AM TOO! Just, please, let me do this one thing!" He grabs the pan lid. "Look, my bacon is amazing so far!" He lifts the pan just as grease pops, landing right on his arm. He drops the pan and yelps in pain. "The HURTS! What IS THAT?!"
          Bad picks the lid up off of the floor. "It's bacon grease, Skeppy. It burns."
          Skeppy looks back in the pan. "That stuff is lethal!"
          "Can you hand me something to flip the bacon with, please?" Bad asks.
          "Why do you want to flip the bacon?"
          Bad looks at Skeppy, trying to best find a way to explain it to him in the easiest way possible. "Well, you need to cook both sides of the bacon. I'm sure the first side is already cooked." Bad grabs a fork and tries to flip the bacon, but Skeppy stops him. "Skeppy, please let me help you."
          "No, Bad. I want to do this on my own!" He grabs the fork from Bad and tries to flip the bacon, but the grease pops at him. He drops the fork into the pan as he shakes his hand. "This bacon is EVIL!"
          Bad sighs as he grabs another fork to fish out the first one, now covered with grease. "Skeppy, there is nothing wrong with asking for help. That's what I'm here for."
          Skeppy frowns. "I just really wanted to do something nice for you."
          Bad hugs him. "And this was nice!"
          "But, I sucked?" Skeppy says.
          Bad lays his head against Skeppy's. "It's the thought that counts, Zak."
          Skeppy smiles, not wanting to move. Bad was always the sweetest when it came to this sort of thing. He closed his eyes and listened to Bad's heartbeat as Bad continues cooking the bacon. Bad's chest suddenly rises as he sniffs the air. "Skeppy, what's that smell?"
          Skeppy lifts his head. Something was burning. Le looks down and notices a cloud of smoke beginning to form around their legs. He pulls open the furnace and finds that this pancakes her now on fire. "SHIT!" He pushes Bad away from the furnace and grabs the cookie sheet, but cries in pain because he just grabbed a hot pan with his bare hands. He drops it onto the ground so that his hands wouldn't get badly hurt. The fire around the pancakes then spread to the wooden floor of the large house.
          Bad rushes over to Sapnap and begins aggressively trying to wake him up. "SAPNAP! THERE'S A FIRE! GET UP!"
          Sapnap opens his eyes and glares at Bad. "I'm trying to sleep here!"
          Bad grabs his face and turns it towards the fire. "WE NEED TO LEAVE!"
          Sapnap jumps out of bed and grabs Bad, pulling him towards the door. He was only in his underwear, but he didn't care. After burning his arm, he was not ready to hurt himself even more with fire. Skeppy attempts to stomp out the fire, but after Bad screams his name, he abandons his efforts and runs outside.
          "SOMEONE HELP PLEASE!" Bad screams. "THERE'S A FIRE!"
          Multiple townspeople come running with buckets of water, ready to help put the fire out. They were followed by Mega, who looked like he was ready to kill them. He began signing with his hands and, for the first time ever, the three were thankful that they couldn't understand him.
          "What happened?" Sapnap asked. "What did you two muffins do?"
          "I made breakfast," Skeppy says.
          Spanap groans. "Well, that was one way to wake up, I guess."
          "Morning, losers!" Rose yells. "I see you idiots nearly killed yourselves, again."
          "You seem quite calm for someone who's home is burning down," Sapnap jokes.
          Rose shrugs as she leans on him. "The fire will go out and we will rebuild whatever was broken. Mega is the one you need to worry about. He'll straight-up murder whoever did this." She looks at Skeppy. "I have a feeling I know who needs to sleep with one eye open."
          "So, what did you want to talk about?" Bad asks Skeppy.
          "What? Oh! Um, it can wait. I need to find a good time to tell you and this definitely isn't a good time." Skeppy crosses his arms as he looks at the home, now only slightly smoking since the fire was out. "It can wait."