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Bill woke up to the smoke alarm going off.
Shockingly, he didn’t immediately freak out.
You see for a few months, Missy’s cooking skills were most egregious, and so Bill would frequently wake up to a charcoal breakfast, before apologetically pouring a bowl of cereal.
But it had been years since he last woke up to the most odious smell of smoke piercing the air, so after a moment of groggily shaking sleep out of his hair, he shot up to wake up Ted, before realizing he wasn’t in the room.
“Bogus” Bill mumbled, before shoving a shirt over his head and stumbling to the kitchen.
There he saw Ted, desperately fanning at the smoke alarm, which, despite their most valiant efforts, was still beeping to an obnoxious degree.
“What’re you doin?” Bill slurred sleepily.
Ted shrugged their shoulders sadly “I was trying to make you birthday pancakes duder,”
Bill just looked between them and the smoking pan in the sink, along with the counters covered in flour. “It didn’t go too well I guess,” Ted continued sadly.
“While that is a most considerate gesture, you should’ve asked for help man,” Bill said quietly, not wanting to seem angry. “How about we clean up the dishes and flour and then we can make pancakes together!”
Ted nodded quickly, bedhead flopping happily, before meandering towards the still smoking pan to scrape the charcoal remains of a well-meant failure from the cast-iron, while Bill wrestled the batteries out of the godforsaken smoke detector.
After about twenty minutes of sweeping, scrubbing, and smooching, they could finally begin the pancake creation process.
Ted mixed the batter while Bill quickly opened some windows in case of another smoking disaster.
After a careful pour, and some momentary silence, Ted flipped the pancake to reveal a golden brown colour that even Gordon Ramsey would tear up at the sight of.
“Excellent!” They exclaimed while high-fiving.
“Ted my friend, while a smoke alarm is a most egregious way to be woken up, this is turning into a most triumphant morning!”
“Bill my friend, this has indeed been a most luminous experience, but we may want to save our celebration until after we finish the rest of the pancakes.”
They proceeded to perfect the art of pancakes with only one big fuckup, but they just threw that one aside and didn’t think about it too hard.
After a most fulfilling meal of Just Pancakes, Ted slinked off to the shower to get a shocking amount of flour and syrup out of their hair.
Bill was quietly washing the remainder of the dishes when he was attacked from behind by Ted with a hug and kiss on the cheek before being dragged to the couch to take a post pancake nap/MTV watching.
Excluding a most egregious waking up, it was a good morning.