BTD drabbles

This is why Demi isn't allowed to cook anymore.

The day was just starting and the home was quiet. Three of the residents were sound asleep, all but one. Demi had been creeping around the house, trying not to wake anyone up. It was finally his turn to make breakfast again, he was very excited!

He had planned a pretty simple breakfast, nothing special. Eggs, bacon, and toast. Everything was going great, he had gotten the toast perfectly and the eggs were decent, now it was time to cook the bacon.

It was going pretty well until Demi decided to look away for about two seconds, a flame starting on the bottom of the pan. Demi let out a shocked scream, trying to put out the fire without hurting himself.

This ruckus had caused his three roommates to wakeup and walk into the kitchen to find out what was happening.

Nigel's eyes went wide as soon as he saw the fire, running over. "RIRE GET HIM AWAY FROM THE STOVE-!" He yelled as he rushed to put the fire out.

Demi protested as tentacles quickly wrapped around him and drug him over to Rire who just stared at him over his sunglasses with a disapproving look.

Lawrence helped Nigel, making sure nothing was burnt. Luckily, Nothing was...well, other than the bacon. The bacon was burnt, if you touched it, it would burst into ashes.

When the fire was dealt with, three pairs of disappointed eyes immediately found their way to Demi who was sitting on the ground, the tentacles tightly wrapped around him.

Demi looked towards the wall. "I don't know how that happened." He pouted softly. Rire rubbed the bridge of his nose, sighing. "Im revoking your breakfast privileges."

"AGAIN?!"

"Yes, again!"