Aidan woke up with blood-shot eyes. She looked around her room, and sighed of relief. It was all a dream. Dad isn't here...she thought. She looked around the room, examining her sisters. Marceline was sleeping in a dead man's form, snoring loudly, and then turn over on her side. Bonnie was sleeping peacefully, with a smile on her face. Fionna was wrapped up in her layer of sheets, and was hanging off of the bed. Aidan smiled at her sisters, excluding Bonnie, and got out of bed. She looked at the digital clock on the dresser, and read 4:30 am. Fionna should be up by now.
She put her fire-red hair in a low ponytail, and walked out of the room.
Aidan's P.O.V
They should be up by now! Ugh! Lazy heads! Well, might as well get breakfast started. I walked over to the fridge, and opened it up. Ugh. They need to clean it! Actually, they need to clean the kitchen! I opened the fridge, to be opened by the smell of bacon. And more bacon. And more. A ketchup bottle here, mysterious substance there. Wow. What is it? I picked up the bowl with mysterious edible (I hope) substance. I swear to glob I saw a skull like fog appear from it! I sniffed it, and quickly put it back. I instantly barfed on the island, and closed the fridge door. Oh, man. They have some seriously cleaning to do!
I ran up the stairs, and flipped on the lights to our room. "Rise and shine sisters! We got some cleaning to do!" I announced, and a pillow was thrown at my face. I quickly dodged it with my quick reflexes, and frowned. "Shut up! It's five in the morning!" Marceline yelled. Sigh. Marceline wasn't really a morning person. "Actually, it's four thirty-nine," I said. Marceline groaned. "That's even worse! Wake me up when it's time for lunch!" "What is all this commotion about?" Bonnie asked, and sat up in bed and put her glasses on. "I wanna clean the kitchen! It's gross! And I don't wanna eat in a gross kitchen!"
"I'll help, FP!" Fionna smiled, and ran by my side. "Are you flippin' kidding me!? You woke me up at frickin' six whatever it is in the morning just to clean a stupid kitchen!? Uncle Hunson's kitchen is worser than theres! It even has rat's living in it!" Marceline yelled. I shuddered at the thought. "Trust me Marce, you'll want to fix that mess as soon as your eyes land on it!" "Oh, really?" "Yeah! So up and at 'em!" I smiled, and skipped to the kitchen with Fionna.
I could hear Marceline stomp down the stairs. "This chick must be crazy! Thinkin' I'll wake up at six whatever in the morning to clean up a stupid kit-AHHHHHHHHHH!" she yelled, as she saw the most horrifying kitchen in her life. "Is that...vomit?" Bonnie asked. "Uh, yeah. It's mine, actually..." I trailed off. "Well did you at least think of cleaning it up? It smells gross!" Fionna frowned. "All vomit smells gross!" Marceline said, and tied her long hair in pigtails. "I'm already up, so let's get this over..." I smiled at Fionna. "What time is it?" "Cleaning up the kitchen montage!" she smiled, and high fived me.
3 HOURS LATER
"Shouldn't they be up by now!? They should get their sorry butts down here, and gawk in the beauty of now what this kitchen has become! Me and Fionna even did Before and After photos! UGH! There gonna get it!" I yelled, and Marceline calmed me down. "Calm down, red-head. Your gonna explode!" "Actually, that sounds like a good idea! We can make breakfast for them! To repay them for letting us stay in their home. "For once, that's actually a good idea, Aidan!" Bonnie smiled.
"Hold up! Stop the car! Who said we where gonna fix breakfast? I didn't sign up for cafeteria duty!" Marceline frowned. "Marceline, Marshall would love it!" Fionna and Bonnie exclaimed. Marcy blushed, and just mumbled an "Okay." "So what does the guys like anyways?" Bonnie asked. I brainstormed for a while. "Well, Finn does like smoked bacon. I can build a fire outside and cook it myself," I smiled.
"Oooh! Can I help you? Blaze like smoke bacon too!" Fionna smiled. "Sure, okay! What are you gonna cook for Marsh, hm Marce?" I asked, a big grin on my face, and an eyebrow raised up, knowing who her crush is. She blushed, and looked down at her shoes. "Uh...I'll just cook him some strawberry pancakes..." I glanced over at Bonnie, who was already mixing eggs and stuff into a bowl. "What are you doing for Bubba?" Fionna asked. "Oh! Well, I'm cooking him a cheese omlet, french toast, grapes, and orange juice!" she smiled. "You can't cook orange juice," Marceline said. "Sigh. You know what I mean! Now, chop chop! Get to work ladies!" I rolled my eyes, and walked over to the now clean smelling fridge.
We all got to work, and soon, the breakfast was finished. Of course we fixed some for ourselves, Jake, and Lady. We aren't maids! After setting everything perfectly on the table, we sighed. "Finally! And what time is it? 7:30. Wow, I am so gonna kill you, Aidan," Marceline smiled, and I smiled back. "Hey! It was worth it!" "Wait. Aren't we forgetting something?"Fionna asked. "Uh, no. We already got toast, bacon, eggs, strawberry pancakes- wait. Bacon Pancakes! We forgot about the Bacon Pancakes!" I yelled. All of us started to panic. HOW COULD WE FORGET ABOUT THE BACON PANCAKES!? THAT'S OUR MOST FAVORITE THING IN THE WHOLE UNIVERSE!
We ran around quickly, grabbing two packets of bacon, eggs, milk, butter. Oh, gosh!
Marshall's P.O.V
I was sleeping so peacefully! I was having this awesome dream where me and Marceline where rockin' out on Guitar Hero. But of course, all good dreams have to come to an end. Why mine? You ask. Well, because our older brother, Jake, told us to get up because he smelled food. "Jake, here's a quarter, go call somebody who cares!" I said, and threw a random quarter ( from Bubba's wallet) at him. "Oh, really?" he asked. "Yeah, really!" "Well, guess we'll have to eat all your bacon!" I was immediately up, and ran out of my bed, tripping over some of my clothes, and rushed past Jake. He chuckled at me, and was right behind me.
When I got downstairs to the kitchen, I was met with three other male faces, all staring in complete shock. Well, except Bubba. He looked happy for some reason. I met their gazes, and soon stared at the kitchen with like Finn and Blaze. Jake also did the same. The girls where running around the kitchen, flour smudges on there faces. Did I mean clean kitchen.
CLEAN KITCHEN! Kitchen. Ours. Clean. Spotless. I walked up to the girls, and they stopped immediately. "What the H-E- double hockey sticks happened!?" I asked. "Well, uh. Your kitchen was really gross, so we cleaned it up for ya. Then we made y'all some breakfast, cause y'know, where all grateful and junk," FP explained.
"What happened to our manly smell!? It smells like...girl stuff now!" Blaze exclaimed. "We just wanted to help!" Fionna said. "Well you could help, by messing up our kitchen again! We don't want this fruity smell while we're eating!" Jake said. "Oh, so we should just mess up your kitchen again, by cleaning it a while frickin' three straight hours, waking up at freaking four something in the morning, and all we get is no thanks?" Marceline exclaimed, her dark brown eyes turning darker.
"Um, yeah!" Finn said. Marceline gritted her teeth, and got a whole bag of flour. She walked over to me, and dumped it all over my head. "My hair!" I yelled. Aidan cracked an egg on Finn's face, Bonnie and Bubba just quietly ate their breakfast, and Fionna shoved hot bacon down Blaze's pants. "What in all the strawberries in the world did you do!?" I yelled. "Nothing." she smiled, innocently. I smiled evilly, and shoved some flour or her hair. She gasped, and soon smiled. Almost devilish. Scratch that. It looked so scary, that it looked like she was the daughter of the devil.
"You will regret that for as long as you live." She grabbed the flour bag from my head, and sprayed it all over us boys. The girls laughed, but we soon egged them. "This is war!" Aidan said, and went behind the counter. Soon, it was a food fight. I got some strawberries stuffed down my pants. After we where finish, we all wiped ourselves clean, and ate the girls' breakfast. Or what was left of it.
"Pass the bacon, please." Finn asked Aidan. She blushed and smiled, and went to touch...nothing. Her eyes widened, and she looked like she was about to cry. "There is no bacon..." "What!?" all of us asked. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Jake cried, and ran upstairs to his room. "What do you mean there's no bacon!? We cooked at least to feed a mini army!" Marcy yelled. "I said, THERE IS NO BACON!" Aidan yelled. Marceline stopped talking, and went to go cry in a corner with Fionna and Bonnie. "I hate myself! I'm gonna go cry now!" Finn said, and Blaze just went outside and started yelling. I sniffed. "Wait, is this...bacon?" I asked myself.
I grabbed the object, and took a bite of it! "Yes! BACON!" I yelled, and quickly regretetd it, because I just got trampled by nine people for two pieces of bacon.
