"Well, this is surprising. Do my eyes betray ? Is that my lazy older Brother cooking Breakfast for us with a chipper attitude?" Brance, dragging along a half-asleep Gabby, stated after greeting Selene, Sie, and Vii before sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee for himself and his fiancé.
"Tsk, fuck you too, Brancie, I guess you don't want breakfast," Cynrik remarked with venom as he dished out a plate of bacon, eggs, french toast, and grits for Selene, Sie, Vii, Gabby, and even the lazy Milo, who lumbered in alongside his parents silently.
"HEY, HEY, I DIDN'T SAY THAT, HOW COULD YOU SERVE EVERYONE BUT ?" Brance cried as he eyed Gabby's plate, saliva dripping down the corner of his lips.
Although it didn't happen frequently, whenever Cynrik cooked, it was noteworthy as he was an expert in the kitchen. No doubt, at so point, cooking had beco one of his compulsive ADHD-driven urges, and thus, like with everything else Cynrik did, there was a level of OCD-controlled perfection involved, demanding only excellence in the craft.
Cheesy Eggs cooked to not only perfection but everyone's individual taste, perfectly spiced grits and bacon, even the French toast Cynrik made was extraordinary.
In his hands, an otherwise simple and ordinary al was turned into a 5-star dining experience, of which most people would die to get a single bite. To be excluded, Brance fought back the urge to cry, curse, and attack his older Brother.
The reaction of the youngest Jetlensr didn't go unnoticed. After basking in his younger Brother's sorrow for a few monts like the sadist he was known to be, Cynrik served up Brance's food before taking his place at the head of the table beside Selene and began chowing down.
Soon enough, the kitchen beca noisy as the amazing-slling food roused lody and Benny, who bolted toward the kitchen upon realizing the situation.
It was a once-in-a-blue-moon scenario, and having tasted the previous als Cynrik had cooked up, the two of them refused to be left out.
Soon enough, everyone's plates were wiped clean, and they leaned back in their chairs with gleeful, full expressions, the three non-humanoids included, as they basked in the afterglow of their fantastic Breakfast.
"Alright, everyone, go get ready for the day. It is a big one, and our only class is why I was so keen on cooking for y'all." With a loud belch, Cynrik picked up his wife's and children's plates before dumping them in the dishwasher and sitting back down.
"Oh, so that's why we got the red carpet treatnt. I suppose that makes sense; you've been waiting for this class since the mont you heard it was on the syllabus for Year Five." Gabby was the first to recover from the hearty al and spoke while taking care of Milo and Brance's dishes.
"Yep, Introduction to Bloodlines is a big one and the primary reason I fought so hard not to get knocked back to Year Four. It's the only class that drew my interest, as no matter what I do, or who I ask, I can't gather any data on Bloodlines apart from my own experience." Cynrik added while watching Benny clean up after himself and lody.
"Depending on how the course goes, I should be able to completely finalize so of the theories I've worked on for years, so of course, I am excited." A faint glimr could be seen in the eyes of Cynrik, who still wore his usual emotionless expression.
This glimr was a cross between obsession and excitent, and as the others in the room had co to know…, it was usually followed by sothing crazy, or worse yet, bloodshed.
Even so, that glimr was enough for the mbers of MyrkLys, who have grown used to his expressions, to falter for a mont.
"Oh shit, Big Bro is actually excited about sothing…Brancie, should we be worried?" Benny was the first to voice his fears.
"Uhhh…no one's going to die this ti, right? The last ti he was this excited, Big Bro Cyn was slaughtering hundreds of beasts in an Egress." lody chid in…hurriedly grasping Benny's hand and stepping behind her wall of a fiancé.
"Shit…" was all Brance could say as he was more worried than anyone else that his Brother was about to do sothing crazy again.
"Sigh, I guess we better call Headmaster Rivia and have him prepare for damage control; with Big Bro Cyn so far gone, I fear we are in for a long day today." Reaching down to scoop up Milo, Gabby looked toward the ceiling with a thousand-yard stare and spoke to no one in particular, drawing a reaction from the lazy cat in her arms.
"Yeowwl," matching the tone his Mama used, Milo too joined in while staring at the ceiling as if looking toward the sky.
"Heh, darllling~ it seems you are in good form today." Sliding her hand under the table and gently patting Cynrik's inner thigh, Selene spoke up, too.
However, in contrast to the reactions emitted by the other mbers of MyrkLys, instead of worry, there was an exuberant amount of excitent for what was to co.
"Kawwchiip. (Are we gonna kill baddies again? Woohoo, kill, kill, kill!)" Hearing how everyone was reacting and seeing the sparkle in his Papa's eye, Vii hopped onto the table and spread his wings while his head darted between Selene and Cynrik for answers.
"Cheepkaww, kaoo, (No stupid brother, Papa is going to have fun with idiots again, why must it always be killing with you?)," the calr of the two Nátt Hrafn practically tackled her Brother, batting his head with her wings as a form of punishnt for even considering that her Papa didn't have an intricate plan laid in place.
"The fuck…why do you guys always jump to such radical and drastic conclusions…" Frowning as he watched how everyone in the room reacted to his words, Cynrik fought his itching left hand and struggled to restrain from bashing everyone's heads in.
"I even cooked for everyone, yet this is the thanks I get." Giving up, Cynrik slamd his head on the kitchen table hard enough to fling Vii and Sie into the air a few centiters.
"Well, in our defense, you usually have a tendency to go a bit overboard…when you get excited…" Being the nicest in the group, Gabby wasn't one to make others feel bad, so she imdiately tried to calm things down, only to fail miserably when Brance exploded incredulously beside her.
"A TENDENCY, MY ASS, CYN IS A FUCKING LUNATIC 99% OF THE TI!" Brance cried upon hearing Gabby's response.
"Here, here," Benny snorted while leading lody away from the kitchen to get ready for the day.
"Tsk, it's ok darling, the ungrateful can't be changed," shaking her head while watching Gabby forcefully drag Brance to their bedroom, Selene ran her fingertips along the sides of her husband's head, making him lean into her touch for comfort.
Noticing this, Vii and Sie hopped onto their Papa's shoulders and nibbled his ears, a sign of endearing comfort from the two Nátt Hrafn.
For two minutes, no one said anything else, as the bond between them didn't require words, until eventually, an eerie sound ca from Cynrik's throat.
"Kuekuekue, It's fine, we will get them back…kuekuekue." In a manner, unbefitting the loving and warm expression between the odd family, Cynrik's sadistic chuckle broke through the silence, and soon enough, all four of them were laughing similarly, sothing which could chill even the flas of hell in an instant.
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