A/N; This is a spur of the moment extra chapter!
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"What the- Alexander!"
"Mmmph?" Was he ever going to be able to finish this Pokémon DVD?
"What's this mess on the table?"
What mess? Racking his brains, Alex took the stairs two at a time toward Charles' ever-patient voice. Skidding, he fell through the kitchen door and stared at the plate he'd forgotten he'd left on the table over three hours before. Charles and Erik stood by the counter opposite the door, arms folded, expressions neutral. "Would you care to explain this blatant waste of food?" Uh-oh. That tone of voice was never a good sign with Erik. "I was… That was my dinner. I guess I just forgot to clear away," Almost in unison, the two men in front of him raised their eyebrows, daring him to continue playing innocent. "Your dinner was creating a murder scene even the CSI guys would go pale at?" He swears, the grin was involuntary. It just kind of… slipped out?
After cleaning the mess (dried ketchup is one of the most disgusting substances made by man), Alex practically flies up the stairs to try and finish his DVD before he goes in the shower, and flops back on his bed in satisfaction. There's another packet of dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets in the freezer somewhere. Maybe even some alien shaped ones.
He's already thinking about tomorrow's dinner as he watches the Pokémon battle on his TV screen. Who knew being home alone and making your own dinner could be so fun?