Chapter 14: my steaming coffee warms my face
The next morning, the smell of burning toast and coffee filled the entire beach house ,which caused the smoke alarms to blare loud enough for the whole entire beach to hear.
Wondering what in the heck was going on,Mike left the bedroom and was welcomed by a thick cloud of smoke .
Coughing and wheezing as he made his way down the stairs, Mike was met by an also coughing and wheezing Micky who gave a goofy grin.
"Breakfast Mike?"asked Micky
"Should I even attempt to ask what happened in here?"Mike coughed
"I woke up early this morning and thought I would make breakfast to prove that I wasn't replaced by aliens."Micky sighed
"Well, it's pretty obvious that you weren't replaced by aliens now ain't it?"Said Mike
"Why's that?"Micky asked with narrow eyebrows
"Because aliens could probably cook better than you ."Mike said as he opened the back door
"Right."Micky sighed
After opening both the front and back doors, Mike helped Micky clean up what was once their kitchen , only to be joined by Peter and Davy who both had confused looks upon their faces.
"What happened in here?"asked Davy
"Micky had a little mishap tryin' to make breakfast."Mike sighed
"Seems like he tried burning the house down instead." said Davy
"Does this mean there's no breakfast?"Peter asked with disappointment
"No Pete ." Micky sighed "At least until this mess gets cleaned up."
"Hey Pete , here's some money to go down to the south side branch to get four breakfast platters and coffee." Mike said as he handed Peter the money
Leaving the house right after getting the money from Mike,Peter got the bus down on the corner and rode all the way into town.
Once he arrived at the south side branch and got what Mike asked him to get,Peter left the restaurant and was about to head to the bus stop when a yellow piece if paper caught the corner of his eye.
Balancing the things he already had in one hand,Peter tore down the paper with his other hand and caught the bus for home.