1- cats & pancakes

 

I stand in the kitchen, making pancakes, when I suddenly hear Kyle meow to our cat, Louis. Flipping the pancake, I start to laugh.

"Don't get too attached to the cat, Kyle. Soon enough, you'll want to marry it." I chuckle.

"Maybe I wanna." I hear Kyle purr as he walks down the hall. I glance up from the pancakes I am making to see him holding the poor black and white cat captive.

"Awe, let the poor thing be." I tell him, sweetly.

"But I don't wanna." He pouts, hugging the cat tighter. Suddenly, Louis lets out a small squeak.

"Ky, you're holding Lou too tight. Let him go." I order a bit more stern.

"Okay. Okay." He sets Lou down on the floor and watches him scamper into the living room.

"Thank y-"

"PANCAKES!" He shouts as he finally looks up to see what I am cooking. Honestly, Kyle and I are both terrible cooks, but I am slightly better. Hey, at least we get to eat. I laugh as he starts to chant 'pancakes' over and over.

"Do you want your strawberry syrup on top like usual?" He sometimes likes to change it up, so it's good to be on top if things with him. Kyle nods.

"Yes, please. Can we watch 'Twin Peaks' this morning? We watched 'Aristocats' yesterday."

"And the day before. And the day before," I peer up at him, giving him a none toothy smile, "But, yes. We can watch 'Twin Peaks'. It would be nice not to watch 'Aristocats' for one day." Louis meows from the living room, pawing at the back door.

"What is it, Lou Lou?" Kyle asks the cat as he strides over to the annoying fur ball. Kyle looks through the peep hole, "Dan! Will and Woody are here!" He chimes. I turn off the stove, placing my pancakes and Kyle's pancake in separate plates. On mine, I add some blueberries and maple syrup. The I add Kyle's strawberry syrup.

I start humming 'Flaws' as I place the plates on the table, then walk over to the door to let the lads in with Kyle, "Open the door, Ky." I tell him, picking up Lou. He meows in my arms, but I ignore him.

"Heeeey!" Will and Woody yell. Smiles are all around now as we say hi to each other.

"Are those pancakes I smell?" Woody asks.

"Yup! Dan made them!" Kyle answers. Will and Woody make disgusted faces, then we all laughs.

"We can all agree that each and everyone of us are terrible cooks." Will speaks up.

"But I am the best." I bloat, jokingly.

"Shut up and let's eat." Woody says. We all walk in the kitchen with Lou trailing behind.