"Mr. Conductor!" Called a voice outside of the Conductor's bedroom, he'd fall from his bed. "Bloody 'ell! Give me a moment!" He'd shout as he got to his feet, he'd brush his feathers before opening the door.
"What is it, lad?" He'd ask the man who woke him up. "Oh, I just wanted to know if you wanted any bacon with your eg-" Ed was unable to finish his sentance as Conductor slammed the door in his face.
He'd stand there for a moment, the Conductor reopened the door. "Yes, I want bacon with me eggs." He'd tell him before slamming the door back in Ed's face. Ed would write that down before proceeding to the kitchen, he'd push open the kitchen door. "He wants bacon with his eggs." He would tell the short kid wearing the chef hat. "Okie doki!" She'd respond, she would proceed to flip the eggs with a spoon.
"Hat Kid, that is not how you cook eggs!" Exclaimed the mustached british girl as she pushed the top hat toting girl out of the way and flipping one of the eggs with a spatula. "This is how you cook eggs!" She'd exclaim with a smug smirk on her face.
"Mafia say little mustache girl's cooking methods are bad. Mafia do much better!" A Mafia goon then proceeded to shove her aside and he'd flip the egg. "Mafia is professional cook!" He'd exclaim, Snatcher would enter the room.
"FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLSSSSSSSSS!" Shouted Snatcher as he shoved the goon aside, taking the pan with a now burnt egg and he'd continue to cook it. "I am clearly better at cooking than any of you!" He'd exclaim, his yellow grin stretching widely across his face.
Meanwhile, Ed had made some eggs and bacon. He'd carry it to the kitchen table to where Conductor sat waiting, looking through his Twitter. "Oy vey! Keepin' me waitin' so long! You must have some nerves, you PECK NE-" He'd stop shouting as Ed placed the plate down on the table. "Oh! My meal!" The Conductor would then proceed to chow down as Hat Kid, Mustache Girl, a Mafia Goon, and Snatcher argued over who was better at cooking.