chapter 2 ←_←
After the flour explosion, Alex took control of the kitchen. He tied on his apron like a man preparing for battle.
He barked, holding a frying pan like a sword.
Alex
No more ‘innovations,’ no more ketchup pancakes, NO MORE POISON. I’m cooking breakfast properly.
Icey crossed her arms, sulking.
Icey 🎀
Fine. But don’t blame me if your boring food puts everyone to sleep.
Snowflake groaned from the floor.
Snowflake ❄️
At least boring food doesn’t taste like death.
Lian Beb, still sipping coffee, smirked.
lian beb
I second that. Also, I’d like my eggs shaped like hearts. Presentation matters.
Alex
You’ll eat whatever comes out of this pan and you’ll LIKE it.
Just then, footsteps echoed on the stairs.
Kashish (Icey’s second daughter) stumbled into the kitchen, still half-asleep, hair like a bird’s nest. She squinted at the chaos.
kashish
…Why does Dad look like a ghost? Why does the floor look like snow? And why does it smell like… burnt ketchup?
Snowflake threw her hands in the air.
Snowflake ❄️
Because Mom tried to COOK AGAIN. It’s child abuse!
kashish
Great. First thing in the morning and the house is already a crime scene.
She plopped into a chair and fell back asleep mid-sentence.
Alex ignored them all and focused on his masterpiece. He flipped pancakes with the grace of a ninja, fried eggs perfectly sunny-side-up, and even added toast with butter. For the first time, the kitchen smelled normal.
Rosy (Icey’s second mother) arrived right at that moment, carrying a basket of fresh vegetables like she owned the place. She stopped dead in the doorway, sniffing the air.
Rosy
…Wait. Did somebody actually make edible food in this house?
Icey 🎀
Mother! How could you say that?!
Rosy put her hands on her hips.
Rosy
Because the last time you cooked, even the dog refused to eat it.
Moonshine cackled from her rocking chair.
Moonshine
She speaks the truth!
The family gathered around the table as Alex proudly placed down plates of golden pancakes, fluffy eggs, and toast. It was a rare moment of peace. Everyone sat, ready to eat—
—until Snowflake accidentally knocked over the orange juice. It spilled everywhere, soaking the pancakes.
Kashish, now awake, picked up a fork to stab a pancake—but dropped it on the floor. Lian Beb refused to eat it because,
lian beb
The presentation is RUINED.
Moonshine poured her tea directly on her plate, claiming it was “holy water.”
And Icey sulked,
Icey 🎀
Hmph. My food may kill people, but at least it’s memorable.
Alex buried his face in his hands.
The scene ended with Snowflake recording the chaos for her TikTok, Kashish eating straight from the Nutella jar instead of the pancakes, Rosy yelling at Icey, and Moonshine declaring:
Moonshine
Next time, let ME cook. I was a chef in the war of 1942. Or maybe it was 1962. Whatever—it was delicious!
Comments
Kashish_tales_
/Sweat/it's soo me mama I am like this in mornings
2025-09-04
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𝒮𝓃ℴ𝓌𝒻𝓁𝒶𝓀ℯ❄️
/Hunger/ my appa talented
2025-09-05
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𝒮𝓃ℴ𝓌𝒻𝓁𝒶𝓀ℯ❄️
/Slight//Slight/ mom why using your beautiful hands when we hv dad
2025-09-05
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