So, Dan’s been visiting his parents in another state, and the Kid works a full-time day job. That means I had to help take care of Sara, the Bulucomon. The other day I decided to show her some of my favorite Kaiju movies. Tokusatsu is the best artform of the human world, after all. We were halfway through “Lord Geckosaurus: Race to the Ocean of Regret” when Sara said she was getting hungry. I decided to put a frozen pizza in for us. I was telling Sara how the suit of Geckosaurus actually broke during the river raft scene when I noticed a burning smell.
“Oooooh Crap!”
I jumped to my feet and ran into the kitchen. Smoke bellowed from the stove as i pulled open the oven door. A veil of dark grey burned my eyes as I waved a dish towel to try to clean the air. I hard nails scrambling on the tiles, like an excited puppy waiting to go on a walk. I couldn’t see through the smokescreen, but I knew Sara was rushing into the scene. I tried to tell her to keep her nose out of it, but all I could do was cough,
“The kitchen is on fire! Hold on, Grizzly! I got it! Baby Hail!”
I felt the brisk prickle of ice and slush push past. I lost my balance, and with the newly formed ice beneath my paws, I slid right into the trash can. The lid flew into the air, soring into the dish rack. My eyes were still full of smoke, so I could only hear the clanging of forks and spoons raining down. I then head a frightened yelp.
“Grizzly! Was that you? Is someone else in the apartment?”
“Chill out, Miss Trained Military Professional. I just burned the pizza! We aren’t under attack. At least you’re not. I’m getting a winter storm thrown at me. Yeesh.”
“Sorry. You just ran of screaming and all I saw was smoke. Let me open a window.”
Once the air was cleared, it didn’t look too bad. I picked up the dishes and threw out the black brick that used to be a pizza. The main problem was the melted skating rink installed by my eager roommate. I grabbed some paper towels and started cleaning up the puddles. I threw the roll at Sara and told her to help. After that, we sat quietly and finished the movie. I could sense that Sara was embarrassed, so I went to the kitchen and got her a soda.
“The new pizza will be done soon, but pizza isn’t the same without soda. Um….you know, the first time I had a soda, I went on a little escapade in a fast-food kitchen. David didn’t talk to me for hours afterwords. So, I guess what I’m trying to say is…. Don’t worry about it. “
Sara smiled. “You’re warming up to me, aren’t you… Big Brother?”
“Stop it!”
…..Sara’s alright, I guess.
Grizzly.
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