Yes Man shifted nervously, his artificial heart beating in his chest as he knew that the courier had to notice the burnt smell already. He was understandably nervous, really— it might have been just one meal, but Yes Man was aware of how important food was for humans. And wasn’t breakfast the most important meal of the day? Maybe he should have set the bar lower, to start off with. Maybe with lunch…
"Of course, Laura!" He assured, feeling like his smile might crack his face in half. "I’ve got everything under control here, trust me! You can just relax! I’ll be there in a jiffy, I promise.”
The android’s shoulders relaxed slightly as he watched Laura leave the room, but his huge smile waned slightly as he turned back to the pancakes. Yes Man hated not being good at something. Maybe he could cover up the ugliness of his food somehow, though… Maybe with powdered sugar or fruit. Yeah, that sounded like a plan!
Yes Man leaned up for the cabinets. He set his right hand on the flat surface for balance, and—
He yelped without even thinking about it, before yanking his hand away from the stove top. Even as he stared at his hand in shock, his thumb and palm throbbed and was an angry red. In fact, he thought that it was hurting even more, now. Like heated needles stabbing him slowly, maybe. And somehow, it made one of the most genuine smiles he’d ever worn in this body brighten his face.
Yes Man snatched up the tray on the counter, with the food and sarsaparilla he’d prepared for Laura, and nearly ran to meet her. He had almost forgot about the food he had put on her plate. A laugh bubbled out of him as he brushed past the curtain. He sounded absolutely ecstatic.
"Laura! Oh, Laura, you won’t believe what just happened to me! I burned myself! I’m hurt! My skin is red, and— and everything! Just wait until you see it!”
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