(^.^) ||Ben and Cyril
Ben dropped the pieces of meat into the pan on the stove and listened as it began to sizzle. Unlike his two brothers, if he knew that he wasn't the only one home, he made enough food for more than just himself. Without giving it much thought, he stabbed a few potatoes with his fork before placing them in the microwave and pressing a few buttons so they would become edible. Ben looked around for a moment before grabbing the broom from the corner and using it to bang on the ceiling. "Food." He called while moving back over to the steak and flipping it in the pan, "Now."









