Authors Note: Few things to go over before continuing on- please note that this chapter does contain violence, murder, drama and death. Also sex too, just in case you forgot you were on Literotica. (Gotta cover all my bases here.) If any of these things are offensive to you then please do not continue on- you have been duly warned. Also, this story takes place in the MGE universe- there is a Wiki for it if you do not know what that is and if you are a new reader please refer to the first 4 chapters before reading onward.
PS: There are a number of Easter Eggs again in this one that are linked to my Home Improver series- see if you can spot them.
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February 7th.
I awoke to every man's dream. A beautiful woman whom I loved on each side of me. They were both sleeping soundly, still tired from the previous night. It was weird, I should be the most exhausted seeing as how I was doing most of the work, yet I felt great. I was an early riser anyway and best not to look a gift horse in the mouth, I decided to get up and cook some breakfast.
Carefully wiggling out of their combined embraces, I threw on my pants and made my way to the smaller stone chamber that served as a kitchen. I set about gathering my needed materials- a bowl, spoon, flour, baking powder, salt and sugar. Reaching into the fridge I also grabbed out some milk, eggs and butter.
What's that you say? Donnie, lay off the drugs cuz you didn't have a fridge there?
Yes I did.
It was one of my proudest engineering achievements as well as being the first collaboration with Victoria.
Folks around here have never heard of refrigeration and how it can preserve food, so when I told Victoria of it, she was naturally very interested in the process. After all, she didn't go out too much so having food, especially fresh food, last longer was a very attractive prospect to her.
Creating a boxed frame out of iron and insulating it with the foam from my car seats, we used it as a solid base to start with. Then using the weather seals from the cars door, we lined the attached iron door making it air tight. For the heart of the thing, Victoria put a small chunk of blessed ice from a Mamono called an Ice Queen. It would never melt, no matter how hot it got. Using the steam from the hot spring to power it, we created a gear system hooked up a fan that would circulate the cold air throughout the box. The end result? This planets very first refrigerator.
Not exactly a Maytag, I know, but hey it did the job well enough.
Now some of you may think it's a tad bit rude, going into someone's kitchen, rifling through their cabinets and starting to cook but keep in mind I used to live here as well... Plus I just had sex with that particular someone and she plans on having my baby so I think I get a pass.
While humming the new Ed Sheeran song- Thinking Out Loud, I cheerfully threw some wood in a chamber under the large cast iron sheet that served as a cooking surface and lit it. Waiting for the skillet to heat up, I slathered it with some oil then went back and raided Victoria's fridge again, this time taking out some sausages to serve as a side dish.
"I am capable of cooking for myself," Victoria said grumpily as she came into the kitchen and sat down at its stone top table. She was never a morning person which was probably why she was only wearing my shirt and her leather thong panties.
"Oh really?" I asked, turning to her as I mixed batter in a bowl, "Then I guess you don't want some of my world-famous pancakes?"
She immediately stopped talking after I asked her that but kept an extremely sour expression on her face.
"What's pancakes?" Romie inquired as she popped outta nowhere and took a seat next to Victoria. She was wearing another shirt of mine... and nothing else. Jesus what did they do, get into my laundry?
"Yes, what is a pancake, Vic?" I retorted with a bit of sarcasm as I threw in a tad bit more honey into the mix. She liked them sweet.
Romie looked questionably over to her as Victoria's sour expression grew more and more until she finally outbursted,
"They are the most delicious things in the world! I have craved for them ever since you have left and now you taunt me with their makings. You are truly a heartless, honorless, evil man!"
Yeah, like I said, not a morning person.
"So will that be one stack or two?" I asked sweetly.
"...Two," She grumbled, looking down in embarrassment.
"Romie, you want some?"
My Cheshire looked to Victoria then back to me and gave a large toothy grin in answer.
Guess that's a yes.
Pouring the batter into the now hot skillet, I went to working making my two ladies their breakfast. Soon the three of us each had a plate full of stacked high pancakes and greasy sausage, the breakfast of champions.
Mmm mmm! Damn I can cook! I thought to myself as I shoveled a fork full of pancake goodness slathered with honey into my mouth. The girls were doing the same as we all wolfed down our food. Everyone was quite hungry and I'm sure needed to replace a lot of calories after last nights marathon threesome sex.
"Still as good as you remember?" I asked teasingly to Victoria.
" Uhmm hmm." She replied, not bothering to waste precious moments on words when there were pancakes to eat. I was thinking she should slow down because she was getting a really flushed look on her face, but hey she's a grown ass woman. She can do what she likes.
"How ya like them, Romie?"
"They're really good," She admitted, after swallowing another mouthful.
"But I prefer more... meat." Taking her fork, she stabbed a sausage on her plate and began to sensually lick it before biting into it.
