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Omelette
"You know, a chicken omelette sounds good for breakfast… what do you think, L?" Light asked, opening the refrigerator as L came stumbling in, rubbing his eyes sleepily, Light could see that L's tail and wings were drooping, a good indicator that L was not happy to be awake. But then again, L rarely was, so it really was nothing new,
L glared at the bright light issued forth from the opened refrigerator before he hopped up onto a barstool, lying his head down on the wood of their bar. He watched as Light got out all the ingredients needed for the omelette.
"I think chicken omelettes are evil," L grumbled after a few moments, eyeing a square of brownie leftover from last night still lying on a plate on the counter. His tail wriggled up to discreetly slide the plate closer to him, eyes wide as he watched the chunk of chocolate fudgy goodness come closer to him.
Light, however, heard the scraping noise of ceramic against polished wood and knew what L was up to.
The demon glared at Light as his tail was smacked off the counter, Light shaking his head both at L's grumbled words and his attempts to snitch the brownie. He had put L on a healthier diet after watching in horror as L had scarfed down 5 cupcakes for breakfast one morning. He knew that it wouldn't make the demon fat or kill him or anything, but it still disgusted Light to see something like that. His action against L's diet was more for his own peace of mind than anything.
"L… how the hell did you possibly come to that conclusion?" Light asked, turning away, picking out a kitchen knife and beginning the process of chopping up the chicken.
Glaring at the evilly healthy chicken, he said, "Well… they kill the chicken, chop it up into little bits and cook it inside their own babies. That's awful, Light."
Light paused. When you put it that way…
He glanced down at the chopped up chicken for a brief moment before shrugging and scooping it up, dropped it into the frypan, smiling as it started to cook, turning a lovely golden brown.
"…Well, too bad it's delicious."
