Twelve: Creepy Toast
Toast...the most evil of breakfast dishes

Luka set down her cellphone on the kitchen table where oddly enough Kaito had left a full icecream cone. It was still fresh so it had yet to melt all over the table. She removed her purse from her shoulder and set it on the counter before she began to dig around in the fridge for a bottle of water. She'd just got home from a long day at the recording studio and was well ready to relax. The pinkette nearly jumped out of her new high heels when a peice of toast suddenly popped up from the toaster.

I guess Miku was making a snack or something...eh...better not let it sit there. She thought with a swig from her bottled water. She set the water into the fridge once more and reached into the top cabinet above the stove for a single white plate. She picked up the perfectly browned piece of toast and set in on the plate before placing it on the table between the ice cream cone and her cell phone.

Luka was about to turn, ready to head into her bedroom when she saw movement from the piece of bread. She paused and stared at it, having a theory that she was just tired and seeing things. But then it twitched a few more times. Luka sent looks over her shoulders to see if anyone was standing behind her, and possibly laughing at their attempt to pull a joke on her. But no one was there. The house was strangly quiet.

Her azure eyes slowly ventured back toward the toast and she jumped back with a scream. The thing had spawned eyes! And a frowning mouth with a single chibi fang on the right side. The eyes were red and looking above them it had a stitching pattern across it's...forehead?

It looked eerily like a certain Vocaloid member from the US.

"Big Al make a toast brand or something?" Luka mumbled under her breath as the toast turned its eyes in her direction.

"How does this thing have eyes?" Luka shouted backing up farther from the table. The toast only continued to stare at her, taking her in with it's eyes. It's mouth slowly changed from a frown to a goofy looking grin. Then it winked at her.

Wait just a second...IS THAT THING CHECKING ME OUT?

The creepy food item then changed back into it's angry expression and opened it's mouth.

"Hey you," it cried in a strangly high voice, "Why don't you eat me? I am perfectly tasty!...AND I STEAL YOUR SOUL!"

"HELL NO!" The pinkette shouted before she took the ice cream cone and smashed it onto the toast's face. It screamed as the dairy product soaked into it, smothering it with it's vanilla goodness. Luka then took the plate and tossed the thing into the trash.

"Ah, Luka-nee! You're home!" Called a familiar voice as the owner entered the kitchen.

"Miku, what the hell?"

"What?" The tealette asked innocently as she ventured toward the toaster, "Hey! Where'd my toast go?"

"I'm in here!" Luka kicked the trashcan.

"...Did the trash just speak?" Miku asked.

"No it was your possed piece of toast! What the hell kind of toaster is that anyway?" Luka pointed at the machine as Miku picked it up in her hands.

"...Nothing...It's a normal toaster."

"Miku...did you buy that Amityville toaster of the internet that I specifically told you NOT to buy?" Luka placed her hands onto her hips, giving the younger female a hard look. Miku looked at the toaster, at Luka, at the toaster, at Luka again...and smiled innocently.

"I STEAL YOUR SOUL!"

"QUIET YOU!"

AN- Dear Lord why is this song so addicting? Oh yeah 'cause Matt9Five made it and he's like...epic and stuff. I lawled so hard. Yes this is a song.
Links: http:/ youtube . com/watch?v=VA-LiadMMpg

And if that doesn't work just search "Creepy Toast" on youtube.