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*Mouko wakes in his chair on the porch, clueless as to how he got there, having remembered falling asleep on his rafter the previous night. Stretching his arms, he begins to wake up, to get his brain thinking. He rolls his neck, as he does every morning, before standing up and stretching his legs and waist. Still not fully functional, Mouko limps silently into the empty kitchen, and begins to rummage around in the fridge. Tempted to have cheese and crackers for the fifth day in the row, Mouko decides on eggs instead, figuring that it healthy wasn't enough to the same thing over and over again. He pulls out the egg cartridge, and places it next to the stove.* I think it will be scrambled today..... *He mumbled to himself as he found a non-stick pan and a spatula.....*

*Placing the pan on the stove wit a small scraping sound, he lights the stove and lets the pan heat up a bit, before cracking the eggs and tossing them in, making five in total. Braking each of the yolks with the last egg shell, he lets the bottom of the eggs to set, before scraping them off the pan and breaking them up with the spatula. Making sure that all of the egg cooks evenly, he continues to scrape the egg around the pan, watching them turn a little bit brown, just how he liked them. Reaching into a cabinet to get a plate, he tips the pan and pours the eggs onto the dish. He grabs the salt and pepper on the way to the table in the kitchen, but has to go back to one of the drawers for a knife and fork, and to the fridge for ketchup. Sprinkling the salt and pepper with one hand and pouring the ketchup with the other, he looks with hugry eyes at the steaming food, which, for scrambled egs, had kept their heat for an amazingly long time by now, but only because Mouko had recirculated the hot air back to the eggs, creating a mini hot air current that was five inches high.....*

*Digging merrily into the nice meal he made himself, Mouko savours the taste of the four ingredients, and how they all blend in toghether. He always loved his eggs, and never knew why he didn't make them more often, but it was most likely because he would get sick of them if he did. He remembered when he used to make eggs every day, a couple months ago when he was still with his fleet. He had never realized how many eggs it took to feed that many men, the total of which was about a thousand. If you think about that, five eggs each, plus two peices of toast each, plus two cups of coffee, the total amout of baking had nearly made Mouko decide that he want to be just the captain of the fleet, and not also the cook.....*

*Mouko looks down at his plate when he hears his fork scrape it. Looking down, he realized that during his flashback he had continued to absent mindedly continued to eat. He stands up, and places his dishes in the sink, and puts the ketchup and salt and pepper away. He walks back into the main dojo with a tall glass of orange juice tthat he had pulled out of the fridge. He sits down on one of the couches, tempted to go back to sleep, but keeps his eyes open figuring it may be a bad idea.....*

She turned to face him and bowed back in return.
"Yeah actually. I smelled something really good earlier but I guess its all gone now. Oh well."
Heaving a sigh she began to make her way over to the cubords. She opened one and began to search for something good to eat. A painful expression played across her face upon seeing the contents of the cubord. Closing her eyes she shut the cubord and went over to the fridge with hopes of finding something.

"Would you?"
Her eyes went wide and she flung her arms around him in a thankful embrace. She then took a step back as her face flushed slightly and her gase fell to the ground.
"Sorry about that."

She thinks for a moment apparently counting something. Aven then turns to him with a delighted look on her face.
"Ten eggs. And if you could, make them scrambled with cheese."
Her delighted look turned into one of hope as she locked her eyes on his hoping he would make so many for her.

Aven decided to sit on the counter while he cooked to hopefully pick up a few things on how to cook.
"Not really dark at all, just well done."
She smiled at him then continued to watch how he made the eggs.