Prompt: #56 - Breakfast | Word Count: 651 | Rating: PG --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ‘Egg and bacon it is then’ he said to himself, and opened the fridge to see if he could locate the ingredients needed for that particular breakfast. As he saw it’s content, he silently cursed himself for not making them all go home to his place instead of ending up at Nick’s. While he was one hundred percent certain he had not only eggs and bacon, but probably also salads, jams, bread, butter and more than one type of cheese, Nick had one rotten apple, milk that reached its expiration date last year, what looked like it had been pizza at one point of another, and three bottles of root beer. And that was it. Even Howie and his hot sauce infested fridge had more eatable foods than this one. Giving up on his amazing-breakfast-in-bed-with-his-lovers idea, he started to go through the cabinets in the hope that he would find something that could pass as food. He did find some animal crackers that looked like they might not have been there since before their Never Gone tour, and set them aside, continuing his search for breakfast. He did find some teabags that smelled like they might be some type of green tea, and set them aside as well. Tea was better than root beer that may or may not have been in the fridge for months. The rest of the cabinets offered nothing more than three year old instant coffee, half a bag of brown sugar and a pack of condoms. He didn’t even want to know what those were doing at the back of Nick’s kitchen cabinets, inside an empty box of Lucky Charms. Looking at his loot, he started to boil some water for the tea, and found some plates to put the animal crackers on. It might not be the breakfast of champions, but it would have to do. When the water was boiling he made three cups of tea, and made sure to put three spoons of brown sugar into Nick’s, one into his own, and none into Howie’s. He didn’t think Howie put anything into his tea, unless it was hot sauce. He did seem to have a weird fascination with the stuff, and it tended to end up on just about everything he ate. Satisfied with what he had been able to come up with, he put it all on a tray and returned to the bedroom, tray in hand. “Wake up sleepyheads!” he said as he entered the bedroom, and put the tray down on the dresser. “I made breakfast!” This time around he got more than grunts and snores for a reply, and with a bit more coaxing, both of his lovers were sitting up in bed. “Since this house has less food than that of Nicole Ritchie, this is about all I could come up with. And Carter, for the love of God, clean out your fridge already!” Nick grinned at him, and looked at the plate given to him. “Damn, I didn’t know I still had any animal crackers left!” he exclaimed, and grinned up at AJ. “Thank you love” he said, and grabbed the nearest cracker, playing a little with it on Howie’s arm before he put it in his mouth. AJ looked at Howie and smiled, picking up his own cracker to play with. Maybe they would come back here next time after all, if Nick had managed to clean out that fridge, and bought more animal crackers of course.
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