Toot too roo! Hello! This is for the anime version. Not the video game. I almost cried while watching that scene when she made the breakfast and the flashbacks. So this is what my muse came up with...
Enjoy.
Nae Tennouji slammed her hand down on her alarm tiredly. She never liked the loud screeching noise it made, it was always so loud. Slowly she slid up from her little makeshift bed, glancing happily at the sunlight that was streaming from the windows.
It seemed like such a happy day...but something was off. Tilting her head, she listened intently. There was nothing.
Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Usually her dad was up making breakfast by now, getting up she started to look for her father.
On the eating table was four drinks. Did her dad have guests while she was asleep?
Shrugging, she went to the kitchen to brush her teeth. He would probably be back soon.
While brushing her teeth, she stared peacefully out the window. It really was bright and sunny today. But she couldn't shrug off the feeling of uneasiness. It probably because she had never woken up alone in the house before.
After rinsing her mouth out thoroughly she had a wonderful idea, She would make breakfast for her dad. To show him how much she loved him. She clapped her hands together, and the eleven year old hurried off to clean the table of dirty dishes.
Finishing putting the last dish up, she smiled proudly at her work. Now for the breakfast. Walking to the fridge, she opened it, spotting a package of a dozen eggs immediately.
She contemplated the small collection of pans that she and her daddy owned. Which one should she use? She eventuality chose the medium sized fry pan with the red handle.
Turning on the fire on the gas stove, she bit her lip, concentrating on cracking the eggs just right. Like she had seen her daddy do a million times. The sink quickly filled up with wasted egg shells but she finally succeeded.
Two eggs placed perfectly on each plate with bacon. She gave a little squeal of excitement and did a little hop in the air. Her dad would be so proud!
Holding her head high, she walked over to the table, putting the plates across from each other, She sat down on one end of the table to wait for her daddy.
She waited patiently.
And waited.
She waited for him and the breakfast went cold.
Her excitement was slowly dying down as time went on. Where was he? He never was gone this long.
A sharp knock on the door echoed in the house. She ran to it to open it. It might be her dad. She stared in surprise. It was a policeman. The policeman asked her name. She told him quietly. He looked at her in pity and kneeled down to her level of height. What happened next was a blur to her. He told her what happened at the beach. The beach that her daddy used to take her to play. The only words she caught were suicide, gun, dead.
Slumped down on the ground, she stared blankly. She did not understand what the man was saying. She couldn't understand it.
She turned to look at the table, holding in a sob. The glasses, the plates, and the food, it was perfect.
Daddy would have been so proud of her. It was the first breakfast that she ever made for him,
It was going to be a surprise.