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[notsaul]

[Good Lord, what is that smell?

Did you know you can burn scrambled eggs? It's very much possible, and Annie, who has never cooked anything more complicated than Hot Pockets, has invariably fucked this whole "cook breakfast for the family thing" up. However, since she also has invariably fucked up taste buds, she's still cooking.

She will also be

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[techno_mancer]

[Quinn comes walking into the kitchen from the garage, and stops. Dear god in heaven what is that smell.]

Annie? Are you...cooking?

[notsaul]

Yeah! Happy Father's Day, Pops! [are the eggs trying to leave the frying pan on little eggy legs

no, that's just a trick of the light... probably]

[techno_mancer]

Yeah, thanks kiddo. Do you, uh, need help or anythin'?

[notsaul]

No way, I got this! [pretty sure it's grown a pseudopod]

[techno_mancer]

I think it should be dead before ya try to cook it first, right?