I want to strangle you
"Why the fuck did we get married last night?" Violet sitting in front of the kitchen island and propping her face with her hands while swing her legs.
"Don't know, maybe the statement 'caught-up-in-the-moment' is appropriate to describe it" King scooping up hotdogs to Violet's plate while donning an apron with only his pants and slippers on.
"Yeah right....As if, besides why did you even proposed? Did you fell in love at first sight at me? Am I really that beautiful? hehehe this smell delicious Mr. Chef! Keep up the good work!" Violet asked while stuffing her mouth with hotdogs like a squirrel. Dressed in an oversized white long sleeved polo that King reluctantly threw at her face this morning.
"Did you hit your head? Did you woke up at the wrong side of the bed? Even if I'm the one asking, didn't you said yes! Aren't you supposed to think it over since it's a very important milestone of your life? And you beautiful? Love at first sight? Fuck you!" King annoyingly said while venting on the hotdogs on the pan.
"You did fucked me last night, if I remember correctly. And correction, I woke up on a stranger's bed" interjected Violet with her deadpan face. Silencing King.
After a bit of awkward silence King recovered. "Shut up Woman! How dare you eat immediately without me!" said King blushingly while he bit the other end of the hotdog bitten by Violet. And inquired, "Sunny side up or scrambled?"
"Hey! Bastard! Sunny side up! Anyways this house is so big, you're rich and you must be from an affluent family is what I assumed. So why are you cooking?"
"Well, whose fault is it huh? Are you even a woman?! You can't even cook! What use are you? Don't you know the saying 'a way to a man's heart is through his stomach'? No wonder that bastard left you!"
"Go to hell! Low blow King! That was low blow! Stop being sexist! You're stereotyping that all woman should know how to cook. And what way to a man's heart? That ain't even true. You guys think with your second head! I'm going to rip that cheater apart when I see him. Stop judging me you prick. Who was it that got their heart shattered and left behind by a woman? Huh? Did I hit the bullseye King?" Violet said while throwing King whatever she grabbed hold onto and taunted mockingly.
"(deep breath in) Y-you really annoy the heck out of me woman! Y-you scandalous mouthed woman! You pushed my buttons on so many ways that I want to strangle you right now but I can't since you're my wife. (Deep breathe out) Never mind. Let's stop bickering and have normal breakfast. Yes I'm rich and born with a golden spoon. I just don't like having a lot of people in my house. And I want to do things on my own. And yes I know how to cook because I'm perfect! And this house has its cleaners and helpers managed by Alfred but they only come once in a while since he knows I hate it crowded. Alfred isn't only just my butler, he's my family. It's like he's been there through all out of my life. He sort of raised me too. And if I remember correctly, I might have gave him a month long vacation last night. That's why we're the only one's here", said King while turning off the stove, removing the apron, sitting himself up beside Violet and digging in his pile of food.
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Author's Note: I really should change the Title into 'Spreading Dog Food Everywhere' or point a warning: 'Beware of Dog Food'.
If you guys do get the pun intended hahahahahahahhahahahaha
Also, King's Butler Alfred was inspired from Batman's Butler Alfred. So he's super capable guys. Just imagine what he prepared in 10mins after King called him in the Club. Credits to Butler Alfred, he's the best. LOL
Guys I deeply apologize for the slow release. A lot happened recently. I suck at time management. How do I get that passive skill sighhh. You know the saying 'How to Adult', replace the 'adult' part with 'author'. I'm still getting the hang of it. And I wanted to give you guys the best. Can't help it, I got perfectionist tendencies tho I do admit my novel ain't that great haha. Recently I’m in a rut. I really want to write with that super inspired mode I get most of the time. TYSM