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"Noooooo," Glory groaned drowsily, refusing to get up much like a child. The smell of food roused her though, or rather sent her stomach slapping her brain awake. What had she eaten the day before...? Not enough, according to her body. Damn that thing, always so needy. She sat up as she heard Leo's ever-quiet footsteps, a smile lighting up her whole face when he came back.

Lucy, being the glutton for bacon she was, hopped off the bed immediately, Chornobyl apparently up and running again. Well, up but not running yet. Glory had a feeling the dog would be running her usual laps as soon as they took her outside. She sat at Leo's feet, her silky black tail beating the floor, as she waited for the command to do a backflip that'd usually be rewarded with bacon.

"I think I'm amazed already, that looks frigging amazing," Glory said, still grinning as she rubbed her eyes. "I feel about as spoiled as Lucy." Who, was still waiting patiently for bacon.

General Anubis

AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs

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"Yessssss." Leo replied, smirking triumphantly as she pushed herself upright at the smell of food. It may look like a normal breakfast, but it would taste like a little slice of heaven itself. He glanced down at the needy dog, a low chuckle escaping. He decided there was bacon to spare, and let his mind flit back to what Ronan did- he miraculously remembered, and gave the dog the command to do her ceremonial back-flip. He grinned as she eagerly hopped to it- still impressive as ever- and threw a piece of bacon to her. "Plenty to go around." He said cheerfully, then handed the plate to Glory. "If you think it looks amazing, wait till you taste it. I may be the one to make you believe in heaven on earth." He grinned, waiting expectantly. The eggs were perfectly cooked, obviously, sprinkled with ham, bacon bits, and cheese, all of which was slightly melted onto them. Seasoning also coated them, the perfect mix of many more things than salt and pepper. The bacon was also perfectly cooked- honestly surprising, considering bacon NEVER cooked correctly. Everyone wanted it different, and it was always too crispy or too soft. The sausage had syrup drizzled over it, and the hashbrowns were, you guessed it, cooked to perfection and seasoned. "Honestly, a little longer around this amazing cook and you'll be even more so." Leo stated with a flair of dramatic amazingness, disappearing into the kitchen for his own food and extra bacon for Lucy- she couldn't have TOO much, but she was spoiled, as Glory said.

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Glory let out a small laugh as Lucy did her backflip, such a theatrical dog. How Ronan taught her that, Glory had no idea, but it was impressive. She gladly accepted the plate from Leo, pausing to kiss him lightly as she did so. Upon trying the food, Glory found that yeah, his boasting WAS backed by skill, and a ton of it. It was all abso-fuckin-lutely perfect, in every aspect. Even the bacon was just right, not too floppy but not too crispy. And the frigging sausages, god damn, the syrup was just the cherry on top- it was somehow all the way Glory liked it. (West, you're so mean, it's 10pm and now I'm hungry T-T)

"You keep feeding me like this, I'm gonna be, like, average American fat," Glory teased, already halfway done. Leo was right; this was the only food Glory'd ever eaten that made her actually enjoy eating and want more.

Lucy watched attentively as Leo disappeared, hopefully to get her more bacon, but she knew dogs don't go in kitchens. Dogs go on couches, the floor, the bed, outside, but no kitchens. Thus she waited.

By the time Leo came back, Glory's plate was damn near spotless. Leo'd been so, so right.

General Anubis

AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs

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Leo returned with his plate to see that Glory was almost DONE. "Holy flying wallabies, I knew it was good, but yeesh, don't inhale it! You'll choke." He huffed, crossing the room to lean against the bed frame and start on his own food. Delicious as usual. (I am mean, I know hehe. However, It's double sided torture, as now I'm hungry too *sobs* I literally described my perfect breakfast right there. Maybe add in some waffles. Mmmm)

"Oh, we wouldn't want that. And we wouldn't want you to get used to this amazingness. No, every time you eat my food, I want you to appreciate it." He grinned a bit evilly. "Which means these meals are going to be special occasion only." For one, he didn't want to dull her senses too much, and for two, they didn't have time for extravagant meals all the time. "Though, you need to try my spaghetti next. Best damn thing ever." He added in a musing tone, then glanced down at Lucy and tossed a half piece of bacon at her. Ya only live once, and most dogs only lived for 13 or so years, so they'd best be able to enjoy all of it. He had finished his plate in a matter of about a minute, and was going back to gather up more food when he heard a blood curdling scream. Within 2 seconds he had conjured up his normal outfit so he wasn't in neon colors anymore and boots, and had darted out the door. As he moved with surprising swiftness downstairs, he was met with a horrifying sight- a Corrupted holding a bleeding student in its dragon like claws. He let out a roar of Fury and, still in human form, crashed into the Corrupted, sending them flying. He pulled out a dagger and stabbed it through the eye before grabbing the student, now unconscious, and quickly retreating upwards, back to Glory's room. "We have a PROBLEM." He hissed as he set the student on the floor, turned off the burner, cast a sorrowful look at his delightfully prepared breakfast, and fired off a quick explanation. "I saw at least 3 Corrupted, must've been more, all dragon form, infiltrating the heart of Libodon." He stated before disappearing back out the door with the student back in his arms, whom he was taking to the medical center, which was the most fortified place in Libodon