Ghost Muffin: Skulker is cooking something in the kitchen … Vlad doesn't know if he is emotionally ready for this. Drabble.
Disclaimer. If only, if only the plot bunny sings.
Image: Skulker's in the House by Paw07
Rating: Everyone.
…
Get the bowl,
Crack the eggs,
Stir three times, whip in place,
Set the timer, preheat the oven
Throw in some hand grenades,
Oh my, something sure is bubblin.
…
Vlad glared at it … and it seemed to glare back with its horrible, horrible muffiny goodness. The half-ghost glared a moment more before poking at the green and purple muffin in an absent-minded way with his finger. It was like he was testing it to see if it would suddenly lunge forward and eat his pinky. "What am I supposed to do with this again, Skulker? I sure the hell hope you don't intend for me to eat it because I'm sure it just hissed at me."
The cybernetic hunter blinked and picked up the muffin. He sniffed it and then poked it with his metal finger. "Hope it's good. It took me forever to beat this one into submission." He then handed it back to the halfa without further explanation.
Vlad just glared at it. Submission? How do you force a muffin into submission? Did he want to know? No. No. He did not. Well, time for an easy scapegoat. "I'm not eating this. For one, you just touched it and secondly, I don't know where you've been."
The hunter folded his arms over his chest and looked unimpressed. Vlad did not back down though. He just sat there on the kitchen stool, legs crossed, looking bored and irritated. The hunter finally rolled his eyes and pushed another muffin towards the half-ghost, this one on a plate and untouched. This one wasn't moving like the last one.
"Fine, have this one. It's fresher and I was really, really, reallyyy glad to make this one if only to shut it up." And with that, the ghost disappeared through the nearest wall saying something about going to the ghost zone so he could get more ingredients.
The millionaire watched him go and then asked himself, "Why would he have to go to the ghost zone to get more ingredients? Then again, is it wise to ask?"
Having nothing better to do and a fan of strange cuisines, Vlad bit into the muffin expecting it to taste horrible. Strangely enough, it just tasted like a regular muffin. "So Skulker can cook. I wonder what the ingredients are?"
And then, all of a sudden, the muffin wiggled and hissed in an all too familiar voice, "Fear me! For I am the box … um … muffin!"
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Paw07: Yay to retarded-ness. I was really, really bored and all of the sudden found myself writing short drabbles when I should have been writing my finals paper. So here you go, a short drabble about nothing particular. I have no idea where this drabble came from but enjoy. I might make some fanwork of it later. ^.^
(Revision September 2017)