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#11: Eat all the food in your house.

"Oh man, am I starving!" Butch moaned, barging through the door to the Utonium household. Buttercup followed close behind him, tossing her car keys carelessly on the shelf right by the door and throwing her bag down on the floor.

"You ate three entire buckets of popcorn at the movie theatre," she pointed out dryly. "You can't possibly still be hungry."

But the emerald-eyed boy wasn't listening. He was preoccupied, digging through the refrigerator, searching for something to eat.

"Is this bacon still good?" he asked no one in particular. Buttercup rolled her eyes and made her way up to her bedroom to change. Butch sniffed the package of bacon tentatively, then shrugged, throwing it down on the counter. He retrieved a black-bottomed frying pan from the bottom shelf just right of the sink. He set it noisily down on the stove, then turned back to the fridge.

"Might's well make it a continental breakfast..." he removed the eggs from their compartment on the door and lugged the heavy carton of milk out, placing the dairy items on the table with the package of bacon. He got out a bowl and mixed the milk, a few eggs and some pepper in, whipping the eggs until it made a gooey, sticky liquid. He dumped that into the frying pan on the stove, which sizzled happily as he turned to put the toast in the toaster.

Buttercup shuffled into the kitchen, rubbing her eye and now wearing a casual pair of green pajama pants and a long sleeved black shirt.

"What the hell, Butch?" she muttered, taking in the scene before her. Butch stood with a spatula in his hands, flipping scrambled eggs in a pan on the stove, with sizzling bacon on the other side of the pan.

He grinned up at her sheepishly just as the toast popped out of the toaster with a beeeeeeep!

"Uh, dinner's ready!" he said quickly.

Buttercup just laughed and grabbed a plate from the cupboard. "You better put cheese on those eggs."

"I'm gonna have to charge you an extra 69 cents..."

She punched him in the shoulder and snatched a hot strip of bacon from the pan, placing it on the plate quickly.

He frowned. "Hey, I wanted that one!"

Buttercup shoved the entire strip of bacon into her mouth and grinned. "Shtill wannit?" she said, her mouth full of the hot piece of pork.

"Yeah lemme have it," he said, holding his mouth open for her to spit her mouthful into.

Buttercup swallowed and shot him an appalled look. "You're disgusting."

"Thank you," he replied with a grin.