Confused Cookie: Well, well, well... It's been a while. I'm so lazy.

Anyways, Toaster? Will you do the honours?

Yugi-Toaster: Confused Cookie does not own Yugioh, turtle eggs, Toasters, and other kitchen appliance-like things. Although she would like to own her very own Spatula!

Confused Cookie: Yeah, I must go and get a spatula... Ok. Now for another installment of... drum roll please!

The Microwave and the Spatula!

Chapter 3: The Appliances' New Home.

=== 1st person: Téa ===

"I'm home, finally. This fridge is heavy!" I yawned, I was so tired, so I decided to take a short nap.

One Hour and Thirty-nine Minutes Later

I awoke by a voice of my own hallucinations, and I started to regret eating those turtle eggs for breakfast. I heard a voice, it was calling out to me. I don't know who exactly it was but they needed my help! Since they were invented by my own slowly-going-insane mind I decided to ignore the 'person in need'.

All that ignoring-strange-voices made me really thirsty. So I decided to test out my new blender and have a fresh smoothie.

In my new fridge I found my new pomegranate. "Wow! I've never had a pomegranate smoothie before. It's always good to try new things though!" So in the blender went the pomegranate, and in seven minutes my smoothie was ready. It was a very nice smoothie.

Later in the day I started to get worried for I hadn't heard from Yugi and, the rest. I called Yugi's current place of residence and his Grandpa answered the phone. "Grandpa Mutou, have you...um... seen Yugi recently? You haven't seen him since yesterday? Oh...well thanks." That was disappointing.

It was now time for dinner. I didn't feel like constructing a meal so I just decided to heat up some leftover chicken in the microwave

After dinner, I then called it a night, and went to bed, in my dreams, I dreamt a terrible nightmare featuring a very hungry moose...

It was a nice, cloudless morning and the voices had disappeared. However as I entered the kitchen to bake toast all the voices returned, driving me insane. I continued to ignore them.

I was happily eating my breakfast of toast and a cup of hot tea, and continuing to ignore the voices-that-didn't-really-exist. To keep my mind off my insanity, I decided to make some pancakes. Into the mix went a pile of cinnamon, chopped up jellybeans, and a couple of other bits and pieces, I was feeling a bit adventurous today. Out came my trusty spatula and I found myself flipping to my hearts content.

My new pancake recipe tasted...interesting, but after finishing washing up I had nothing to distract me from my insanity.

The phone rang...

I picked it up to find it was Grandpa Mutou. "He-hello."

"What!? Yugi still hasn't shown up. Oh I see. Do you think a moose could have eaten him? No? Oh alright then. Goodbye Mr Mutou."

I sat down, still ignoring the little voices in my head. They were starting to get quite annoying, and I was starting to get a headache. On my way to the freezer to grab some ice for my aching head I tripped over my new microwave. Which for some unexplained reason was lying in the middle of the floor...

Confused Cookie: Short and sweet! groans from people

Now what's happened to the microwave? You'll have to wait and ?time=6362221091667668